Lunch, A Short Play in Three Acts.

Act I:

Me: Guys what do you want for lunch?

Chorus (of children): I don’t know!

Me: How about a Sunflower butter and jelly sandwich?

Chorus: I don’t know!

Act II:

Me (goes to the kitchen to make sunflower butter and jelly sandwiches)

Act III

Me (places sunflower butter and jelly sandwiches on the table before the chorus)

Chorus: NO WE WANTED LUNCH MEAT SANDWICHES!

Me: WHARRRRRGARBL!!

Fin

tDf: not related to tDf at all

Since I’m still waiting for that alpaca yarn to dry, I decided to go ahead and order one of these. If this doesn’t work to dry my hand spun yarns, nothing will and I’ll probably have to only wash yarns in the “drier” season. Which I’m told is what passes for winter around these parts. In the meantime, I shall comfort myself with the cutest wee tiny cookie jar ever.

(actually it’s a mug, but it’s too cute to use as a mug I think)

GAH

Bad knitting mojo stinks. I’ve cast on, almost finished, and frogged the same hat five times, and then, for a change of pace, I knit almost the entire outer sole of a felted clog on the wrong size needle. Actually, it was the very needle I was trying to make the hat with. BLAAAAARGH.

How is your holiday knitting going?

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Frogged

Remember this?

Yeah, I frogged that. I just had a hard time accepting the way the colors wanted to line up across a large number of stitches. So I frogged the crap out of that sock and cast on a baktus. Naturally, that was fine until I’d worked about an inch and then blech. So then I just wanted to see how many stitches I could get out of each color. It was something crazy tiny like 10 or 15 stitches per color. AAARGH. I am never ever going to make a long ass 15 stitch wide sock yarn scarf. And you know what I realized? This is just one of those colorways that looked gorgeous in the skein but that I hate knitted up. Once I got my head around that, I was able to just let it go. I balled it up and handed it to my friend Weaver at the park today. I’m sure that whatever she ends up making with it will be so fabulous that I’ll be pissed at myself for giving it to her, but at this point… Well, at this point it was all I could do not the throw the damn thing at her head.

Facebook changes again, more changes to come

That being said, I do plan to create more content for Google+ (in terms of status updates and the like) so, if you haven’t already added me to your circles please do!

The Sweater Killer is Serial

Very nearly a year ago this happened. Well, it happened again, only this time it was to this sweater.

I’m so upset, I don’t even have the words. I swear, I didn’t wash it any differently this last time than I have since the day I finished it. I put it in the water (lukewarm!) and it was only slightly fuzzed, and when I pulled it out it was felted. I don’t know if it’s my washing machine, agitating my wool on the sly, or if it got too jostled when I pressed it down into the water, or if it’s the crappy Wool of the Andes yarn. Blaaargh, I’m so frustrated and sad for my sweater. I loved it so much. :-(

OMG YOU GUYS

Okay, so last night Hubs and I sat down to watch a couple of episodes of Firefly and I knitted on my sweater. Dudes. IT’S STILL THE SAME LENGTH AS WHEN I STARTED! BLAAAAAAARGH!!!

In other news, the new handbag I ordered from Amazon arrived today.

IT’S SO AWESOME!