my life as a crocheter & knitter & working mom
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Can you guess where I and my knitting were last night? Hubby was there, too. We were at the same place Sunday night and will be there again on Thursday. Why, yes we are apparently crazy. And I am getting too old for this.
As you can see, sleeve 2 for Ariann grows not a whit. I've been playing too many games on the Nano and not knitting at all during my commute. I bought a new audiobook (The Lovely Bones) last week to try and help. I did manage to get a few rounds done last Friday, so we'll see. (I didn't take the train last night and there's no room on the bus to that place to knit.)
Evenings last week were taken up by sewing. This top's nearly done, but it doesn't fit. The neckline is huge. I think I can fix it by taking it in a bit in the back. The fact that it's a bit narrow through the hips/lower abdomen can be fixed by finishing the belt and blousing (I hope). I really love this shirting and I'd hate to not be able to wear this top!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Spoken word as art is as old as speech. People have been telling stories to each other forever.
Beowulf was a little thing called an epic poem, and as such spoken aloud.
Implying that the spoke word didn't become art until the 20th century implies that there was no culture or art until man could write.
How utterly ignorant. Re-popularized would have been more accurate.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
For reading that, you get pictures of a sleeve that's still not done yet. (My apron's still not done either, I just have to finish sewing down the seam binding on the necklilne.)
Friday, July 11, 2008
Billy made it at camp yesterday. He wore until bedtime. I asked if I could wear it today. He says it's a rainbow. Wearing it, I can forget how many times the last couple of days he's told me he doesn't like me.
Here's a close-up of the fishie charm.
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Over heard this morning while Billy was playing with his trains, he's got Gordon talking to Henry: I went to 'Mont this week. I played with Nanny's trains, and I rode on it.
Really cute. He's been asking Hubby repeatedly if he can go to the condo. M-i-L and F-i-L are going down this weekend, so no. Although, he'd have a good time with them.... But, we have dentist appointments Saturday morning. We do need to plan a trip down this month. Maybe the weekend of the 25th.
I'm planning my next knits, all for me: Air in black calmer, go with the flow from Inspired Cable Knits in denim, a ballband bath mat. Air will need to be re-sized and I'm sure I'll have to tinker with the Flow pattern. I'm not decided on whether to do just one large ballband to make the mat or to do a group of them and sew them together.
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
Hubby was surprised I didn't have a replacement on me. I need to measure this one and write to Knit Picks (and see if I have a metal in the same size so I can work on these socks).
Commute knitting's been curtailed a bit. I'm addicted to solitaire on the ipod. I have scrabble, too.
On the trips to and from VT this weekend, I mostly napped. I know, not terribly obsessive of me. But man, the sofa bed at my grandmother's is really uncomfortable.
We had a good weekend. The weather was perfect.
B was his typical self. All day Saturday he was very anxious about the fireworks, which we kept trying to not mention, so much so that when we finally got to my grandfather's house, he decided to sit inside. Hubby and I decided to take him home. He wasn't going to sit through the fireworks and there was no point keeping him up that late if he was going to be miserable. So, we went back to my dad's parents' house to put him to bed. As I was taking him out of the car, he said "I see fireworks tomorrow."
That was a little annoying. Especially since my dad made the 40 minute ride to his father-in-law's because we went. I felt so guilty that Dad set himself up for so much pain and discomfort and the rat didn't even stay outside with him and everyone else and we missed the fireworks.