I love blocking wires. So much easier than hundreds of pins.
Completed Flower Basket Lace Shawl. Made in Handmaiden “Sea Silk”, color “Straw” (I think). These photos are not good representatives of the color. The color is more of a pale champaigne and cream.
Love the little flowers!
I finished my first shawl ever last night. But you don’t get to see it till it’s blocked.
If you go here, and scroll down a bit (go past the adorable babies), you might catch me holding a washcloth and looking supremely dorky.
There’s a great plant sale going on at Magnuson Park tomorrow, so in the near future, you’ll be seeing baby plants and seedlings. That is, if they survive the crazy weather. It’s supposed to be 60ish today, but we’ll see…
Here are the two pair of socks that I completed in the last two weeks.
First up, socks for my husband. Wendy Knits “Toe-up Sock with a Difference”, Shibui Knits Sock in “Jewel”. My husband has a habit of wearing colorful socks with his Keens, so he picked out this yarn for even more color.
The gusset is on the bottom, which some have questioned about the comfort of, but when I tried these socks on for the photo, I found that they were very very comfy. I may have to make myself a pair.
These socks are for my friend Charity, who loves all things pink. Six Sox KAL “Victorian Lace Sock”, Lorna’s Laces Shepard Sock in “Pink Blossom.”
Very pretty stich pattern, but a bit of a pain in the butt. I don’t think I’ll be making a pair of these for me, and it would take someone really special to make them again. My saving grace is that Charity has size 6 feet.
Ahh, the Yarn Harlot. A refreshing and hilarious evening of finding out why our brains work the way they do, because we’re knitters, and trying to figure out exactly what she was doing locked out of her hotel room with only panties on.
A real-life photo: she’s inhaling the lovely aroma of Peet’s Coffee.
I made her the Breastfeeding Advocacy cloth for her collection. She liked it! Note the signs above our heads. “Rare and Collectible.” Yes, I would say she definitely is.
Me holding the infamous sock. It was a lovely evening. Note to self: next time, get haircut before photos, find bra that doesn’t separate quite so much, and lose some chub!
My car is dirty.
Hmm. There appear to be little putty tat prints on my hood.
Aha! The culprit…
Georgie Porgie Pudding Pie, left prints on my car and made me cry.
Since I have no natural daylight, thanks to freaking overcast skies that threaten to rain/snow/sleet/hail, I can’t show you decent sock pictures till tomorrow.
In happier news, I’m going Harlotting tomorrow night! I’m bringing chocolate and a knit washcloth. Want to go? She’ll be here.
I still need to post pics, but I thought I would leave you with a funny tale or two.
Yesterday, my youngest son was sitting on the couch watching Scooby-Doo. And eating Scooby Snax.
Today, while driving into Seattle, we passed a guy dressed in a seven-foot-tall gingerbread man outfit. Specifically, he was “Gingy” from Shrek. He was advertising for A Better Roofing Company.
Last week I was sent an email with a rather vague subject of “five dollars”. The joke that followed?
“The other day I pulled into the gas station, went in, and asked for five dollars worth of gas. The cashier farted, and gave me a reciept.”
Crude, I know, but it goes rather well with Crazy Aunt Purl’s reasoning of why the Pope won’t visit L.A.
And now I’m off to plan a meeting and knit.
I haven’t been here because I’ve been sick. The entire time of Spring Break. With both of my boys at home.
My only saving grace? My husband took the week off.
WordPress decided to change during that time. Woo Hoo. Magknits is no longer. What a pain, but most designers are helping us out and either self-publishing or finding others that will publish for free. I finished a pair of socks, and resurrected a pair of socks that have been lingering in the UFO pile for a year and a bit.
I’ll have pictures for you tomorrow. When the kids go back to school. I’ll be the one doing the happy dance.
The best April Fool I ever had pulled on me was by my mother when I was in my freshman year at WSU. At the time, my best friend, her boyfriend, me, and a good friend of mine were talking about getting an apartment to share in my sophomore year. My mother called me and said that she just missed me so much that she had taken a job as a lifeflight nurse out of Spokane and was moving into my new apartment with me and my friends. She said she had already talked to my friends, and that it was ok, and she just needed a change in her life and she didn’t like being half a state away from her baby (I’m an only child, in case you couldn’t tell). She had me going for a good 10 minutes, and I was freaking out and the whole nine yards because really, who wants their mother as their college roommate?! I love my mom dearly, but there’s closeness, and then there’s too much closeness.
I share this with you because our local The Wolf station was having call-ins this morning about the worse April Fool you ever played or had played on you (if you look in the “Fitz Podcasts” sidebar, there is an episode of the “April Fools Pranks” Depending on where you work, the MP3 may not be appropriate). This was the best one that I could think of.
So, Happy April Fools!
