August 31, 2008

My Summer Vacation

Short version: Idiot teenage girl blows through a blinking red, plows into me, and pushes my car into someone else's. Car totaled, hand broken, vacation totally ruined. Which means, fine, I'm gonna have to take a loss on the car even if her insurance pays it off, but more importantly, no knitting for who knows how long. I've tried, it's really not happening. Can't crochet either. Absolutely can't spin.

So, I'll pass the time blogging about recent fibery accomplishments. Because I now type one-handed I'll be keeping the text to a minimum.

I could not, absolutely could not be prouder of these mitts. My first colorwork project, and also my first experience with Malabrigo.


Crofter's Cowl using gorgeous Sundara:

I actually messed it up in the grafting, and I must say I liked it better pre-blocked, so I'm actually not sure what to do here. I still have half a skein, I may do it over again on one size smaller needles, as it's a touch too big and floppy.


Merino dyed from natural dyes with the lovely Librarian-In Training a couple months ago. When I washed them a couple weeks ago they all felted just slightly, and the red felted a bit more than slightly, but I think I can still use it. This came with us to Vermont, as did my wheel, and would be yarn right now had Idiot Teenager not crashed into my car and broken my knuckle.

No, but all jokey-bitterness aside, I actually am legitimately bitter.


One Twinkle, Twinkle, being knit for Miss B's birthday. So, I guess it's a Twinkle.

Good god but that is a terrible picture, isn't it?


I have pictures somewhere of what was left of our vacation, the crash and all my bruises, I might post those later with a slightly more involved description of what happened. On the good side, we stayed at a cottage on a lake in VT that we loved so much and was so wonderful we are definitely going back next year, and the next, and the next... Pictures of that to come, too.

Womp woooommmppp.

August 26, 2008

Love my boyfriend, but...

Okay, so this?

Turned on. Like, sexually excited.

Oh, I'm gonna knit you so hard... You're gonna be SOCKS, bitch! You won't even know what hit you.