I seriously failed to even start Secret of the Stole. I just got involved in other projects. But I signed up for part 2 anyhow, and finished the first clue today, and it is the first day!
So I’ve been putting off going to the store. I have…..potatoes left. I thought we would have eggs, but when I went to the fridge, they were gone. Either there is an egg eating fairy in my house or I used them all over the weekend. I suspect the former. 😛
I don’t usually make potatoes even though the Bug likes them, because I do not feel that peeling them at the end of the day is a responsible use of my time. Well, I didn’t peel them tonight either, just scrubbed them and boiled them. I informed the Bug that the skins were just fine, quite good actually, and good for her body too. She likes to ask me “does this food help our bodies?” I informed her that potato skins taste good and help our bodies.
So she sat down to eat, she practically couldn’t keep her hands off them even though they were too hot. She looks up and she says “Mommy! These potatoes are ‘alicious!!! Even the skins are ‘alicious!!!”
Later on this evening, I heard her saying “You get what you get, and you don’t throw a fit!” Well, I have only heard that once or twice before from my mom, but I know we didn’t really teach it to her. Apparently one of the kids at school hears it frequently and taught it to her. Well she wandered about repeating this mantra, then wanted my attention. I was, of course, knitting. She bounces right up on my lap, gets in my face, and says “You get what you get and you KNIT KNIT KNIT!!!”
I don’t think we can even begin to call my hair color blond anymore, but apparently I retain the stupid gene that goes along with it.
Yesterday I had my first public speaking class. I had not paid much attention to the class ahead of time, instead preferring to knit my heart out in anticipation that there would be a lot of study and prep time needed this semester. So yesterday during work I realized I didn’t even know where the building was. No problem, I had given myself plenty of time to buy my books and walk around campus.
So I looked up where my class was being held. I didn’t really know of the building so I asked favorite coworker. She said that she thought it was on the other side of campus from where we typically park. That was ok, I had time, and I had my suspicions that she was right. The only part of this that I didn’t care for was walking back to the parking garage late at night but I figured I could handle it.
So I printed out my class schedule, bought my books, and headed up campus. Hiked all the way to the top of campus with a bookbag full of books and realized that I wasn’t seeing my building anywhere. I walked back and forth a bit in an attempt to not have to ask for directions. To no avail. I stopped in the library and asked. They informed me that the building I wanted was at the bottom of campus near the parking garage. OK, no problem. So I hike back down campus and go looking for the building.
Imagine my surprise when it was the same building I was in last semester!!!!!
It is very soft squishy yarn. I told Nick that it was much squishier and softer than his last scarf. Know what he said? Direct Quote: “ohhhhh now I want it now :)…. You can just send me the yarn and I’ll wrap it around me… ”
Yeah, thats a knitter in the making if you ask me!
And I got this sock yarn along with it…..it just SCREAMED Jenjen to me, somehow. Imagine my surprise when she contacted me and told me she was sending me a Neil Gaiman book, Neverwhere, authors preferred text version. How sweet of her to remember me! So Jenjen gets the socksocks:
We will see if I can manage to get them to fit being so far away. Hopefully she won’t mind them being tried on by my coworker who has her size feet.
In just one pair of socks!
So I have this Koigu KPPPM. The purple stuff. And it is oh so pretty. But I have so little of it. So I want to use just as much as possible of the yarn and not waste any. I don’t want to run out.
My idea is to use a different color for the toe and the heel, saving the pretty yarn for the majority of the sock. How must I accomplish this? Well, first I have to attempt toe up socks, which have so far scared me. I love kitchener stitch, doesn’t bother me a bit to go toe down and graft the toe together. But in this case I run the risk of lacking yarn, so I tried the figure 8 cast on with some leftover matching yarn and proceeded to work on the toe.
I will knit a tube and then add the afterthought heel as I ran across this in Yarn Harlot’s blog and was just amazed, it made so much sense especially if one is trying to add a different color entirely to the heel. Really funny blog post too, read it! “Maybe I’ll just knit a tube and then see if I still have heels on my body when I’m done.” just cracks me up every time!
That gives me 2 new techniques conquered in one pair of socks. Not bad at all! J always tells me that he thinks knitting is good for your brain as long as you are always learning new patterns and techniques. I can FEEL my brain growing 😉
Also, you didn’t think I was going to knit the whole thing in stockinette did you?
*Shells dies of boredom*
I added a 3×1 moss stitch rib to the top, and once the heel area is determined, I will continue that all the way around.
I am extraordinarily pleased with a couple things. First, see how the color is spiraling up the foot of the sock? I love that! Also, the scrap yarn I just happened to have on hand matches so perfectly even I am amazed!
Snigs has tagged me for the 7 weird things meme. I am going to do my best but also pull in some expert opinions as well. Because I really don’t think I am weird at all, yet I am well aware that there MAY be things which the rest of the world would view as weird. On the other hand, that weirdness I do believe is well documented here, and I would assume we are trying to come up with weird things which people do not already know.
1. Sav thinks that drinking postum is weird. I may have to agree. She also thinks (and I quote) “I think its weird that you bloody well haven’t moved to Canada yet!!” And then finally she thinks it is weird that I don’t particularly like ice cream. I’ll give her that too!
2. Along the lines of ice cream is the fact that I don’t really like candy and sweets. You cannot tempt me with a candy bar. In fact, sitting right in front of me are 2 baby ruths and a milky way, but they have been sitting here since Halloween and I still haven’t been tempted by them. This does not include fine dark chocolate. I love dark bitter chocolates of the more expensive variety with a passion! But even then, just a bit at a time is good. I am rarely tempted to eat the whole candy bar in one sitting. Put a bag of potato chips in front of me though……….it will be gone!
3. I like to learn everything I want to know by myself. I taught myself to knit. I taught myself to spin. I do not like to ask for help from anyone if there is something I do not know. I do not yet spin in public because I do not believe I am good enough at it and don’t want anyone to give me any advice. The exception to this rule has been colorwork, I did ask my aunts for help this summer. Let me assure you I had reached maximum frustration level with it before I asked. I am pretty sure that this gene comes from my father. Although I want to learn everything myself, I want to teach everyone what I know. Therefore if someone wants to know something about knitting, I feel that I must be able to tell them. Or make a video. Probably I do this without said person even wanting the interference.
4. OK, now we must dig a little into my past to come up with a few more. I have a rather long list of places I have had pierced. including my tongue, and I had that done a grand total of 3 times. People who know me now are truly surprised by this. When all of my friends were out drinking and trying out drugs, I was decorating my body. I figured, if nothing else it wouldn’t have lasting effects. If I thought I could get away with it, I would pierce my nose again. Now that I don’t have allergies. (Hi Mom!)
5. I am still in the midwest. I think this is a little weird. I don’t belong here really. I haven’t family here and I often feel out of place. I get homesick a lot, which is not weird. I often think about running back home. But the long and short of it is, I seem to have some sort of settled life here, as settled as it can be, so I persist.
6. I knit. Everywhere. You may have noticed, but I don’t think many of you grasp the full connotation of this. I knit in front of my computer when responding to emails. I knit before class and after class and during breaks. I knit during lunch and breaks at work. I knit at stop lights when driving. At home, I spin. I spin while reading to my daughter. I spin while watching a bit of TV. I spin while holding my daughter on my lap so she can learn too. I spin while stopping long enough to dress her dolls. At this point, she TELLS me to go spin. If I could figure out how to knit while driving, while at class, and while typing, I would.
7. It has taken me days to come up with 6 weird things that you all don’t know about me. Either I think I am normal, or you all know that I am weird. Which in and of itself is a weird thing! I won’t tag anyone on this one…..since I just recently tagged a bunch of people and Snigs has managed to tag anyone else I might for this meme. If any of you feel like doing the meme, have at it and be sure to come back and leave a comment that you did!
She has had some really funny stuff to say lately, so I had better write it all down before I forget!
J just loves starbucks that he can hardly resist being there no matter what. I don’t like to hire a sitter during my “Bug time” and in regular fashion, I had not done so this weekend. Apparently last evening J had decided he wanted to go to starbucks so much that even having a 3 yr old tag along was better than no starbucks at all. So off we went. He got her some organic apple juice (I don’t want to think how price gouged that was!) while we sipped our mochas.
One has to understand that I wear contacts. So does the Bugs dad. I don’t wear mine often but she has seen me take them out or put them in. She calls them Tontacks. So we were sitting in Starbucks and she told me that her eye was hurting her. I pulled the hair out of her face in case that was the problem. She started rubbing her eyes and then announces “I think my tontacks are bothering me!”
This morning on the way to school we had this conversation:
Bug: “I smell tootie!”
Me: “I don’t, maybe it’s YOUR tootie.”
Bug: “I do not think my bottom smells THAT stinky!”