October 16, 2014
Just when I thought that I would never have to make another Hallowe’en costume, along comes my grandson. He’s in college. He’s twenty. It’s not something I expected. But, he’s full of ideas. I wonder where he gets that from? He wants it for a party. It wouldn’t surprise me one bit if he doesn’t dress up first thing in the morning and wear it to class. He’s that kind of kid. One year he got a McDonald’s uniform and went to school as McZombie. He even had a name tag.
This year, it’s Scarecrow from Batman, the super scary one in the video games.
I found these pictures on-line. See what I mean?
He has already made the thing for his hand. My daughter says he did a great job. She borrowed my glass head to make the canvas face. I was asked to make the pants and hood. My machine can handle pleather and faux suede more easily than hers. I’m also better at improvising. She likes patterns with nice directions–a ‘in the box’ sort of person. Which is fine. She gets things done. She can keep the rest of us from running amuck. And she promised to take lots of pictures.
October 12, 2014
I love it when I hear from someone who has used one of my patterns. It is especially nice when it’s someone fairly new to knitting.
This is Alyssa wearing the cloche she made with my pattern that she found on Ravelry. I think that she is doing extremely well. And she looks really cute in that hat.
October 4, 2014
Then there’s really high tide.
Even Sweet Baby Rue had to have a look.
September 30, 2014
I had completely forgotten about KDO. It’s held every September in the Harrisburg PA area. I had not been there for several years. Part of the reason was probably because twice I signed up for classes and twice I had to cancel. Was somebody trying to tell me something?
When I got Beth Brown-Reinsel’s monthly newsletter, I had an urge to go. It was too late to get into any classes, but the market had several dealers that I did not recognize. I told myself that I had already taken Beth’s classes, but Nancy Bush had one that I would have liked to take. Oh well. I would have to be happy with the market.
The trip would take an hour and a half from Reisterstown. A companion would be nice. I immediately thought of my friend Diana. After a few e-mails and a phone call, we were all set. She showed up about 15 minutes. I just knew that was going to happen, but I still didn’t manage to get myself ready on time. I reminded myself that we were just going to the market.
The trip up was a bit of a headache. US83 was had more tractor-trailers than anything else. You’ve got to watch them. There’s no telling when they will fall over on you. We managed to get to our exit without being flattened. And it was closed. CLOSED??!! Thank goodness for GPS. We made so many turns that I had no idea which direction I was going. The rest of the trip was uneventful. I am so glad Diane was with me.
The whole market took less than an hour. It was fun. Except for Manning’s, the dealers were all new. We both found something to buy so the trip was successful.
I had to buy sock yarn. I also got some alpaca/silk from Blue Sky. Diana found some pretty fleece. She likes to spin and weave.
September 20, 2014
OK. Well, I’m still working on it. There were a few days I had to bash my head against the wall and do some screaming. It happens. So I changed yarn. Right in the middle of a miter. I just cut it off and started using some bumpy brown old Noro. I also changed the miter itself. Now it’s all garter and only 27 stitches at the base. I had to do that to fit it in the same space. And what do you know? I finished the miters in no time at all. Well, that ‘s the way it felt. I need to sew the shoulders and edge. I hope I left enough yarn ends to do it so I won’t have as much to weave in. I haven’t decided on the edging yet, but I’ve got three in mind.
Yeah. I know. Crappy picture.
September 16, 2014
I just wanted some new patterns. I had two lovely pieces of linen for blouses. The closest fabric store is about fifteen miles from here. I thought I would look on-line. I found BurdaStyle. I saw several blouses that I really liked. If I could, I would have ordered physical patterns. They were only $5.99. It was a simple pattern, but still had over twenty pages. I printed out the first half, flipped them, and printed out the rest in an effort to save paper. I laid them out on my cutting table and traced them on Do Sew. Then I had to add seams and hems before cutting. All this took days due to my arthritis. I was ready to scream. Putting it all together was no laughing matter either. It would have been all right if they were like their printed patterns with which I have no problem. But they weren’t. As a matter of fact, they were so poor that I pretty much it together on my own. This really upset me. I really like Burda patterns. I have several. Needless to say, I won’t be downloading any more patterns. It really saddens me because there were so many more available on-line then hard copy patterns.
The Blouse From Hell
September 6, 2014
He had been at Bethany Beach for the week. A couple of weeks ago, he said he’d be bringing Liz and Chris. Well. It was Liz and Chris and Chris2 and Erin. My first thought was, ‘Damn. I’m going to have to clear off the dining room table.’ Yeah. I know. It is something I’ve been wanting to do for months. Just not right now. They being young and healthy, I put them to work and it was finished in no time. Of course, now I have to clear my cutting table, my sewing cabinet and my buffet. It was a lot of stuff. I threw the quilt down the stairs as it was Cora’s favorite napping place. What? You don’t keep a quilt on your dining room table?
Fortunately, I had bought a pork shoulder a few days earlier and two packages of rolls. It had been slowly falling apart in the slow cooker since the night before. In the morning, I skimmed off the fat and added ingredients for barbeque and let it simmer for a few more hours. A little sample told me it was really good.
When the herd showed up, I sliced onion and tomato, got out cheese, pickles, hot sauce, and anything else that looked good in the refrigerator. Oh, yeah. And two big cans of baked beans. Half an later, it was all gone. I asked if anyone wanted dessert. And there went the chocolate dipped ice cream cones. Silly me for thinking there would be some left for our supper.
And did I mind? Not in the least. These were a great group of people. We sat around and chatted for a couple hours. We were very happy to see our son so happy and completely at ease. When they left, my son gave me a big hug, then so did the rest of them. What fun.
August 23, 2014
What do you do when your son asks for a new phone case that looks like a cat? You make one, of course. Since I had already made one for myself, I ‘kind of’ knew what to do.
Here’s all the pieces from left to right.
- Pattern cut from Do Sew.
- Shiny red for the lining.
- Black batik for the outside.
- Iron-on fleece to keep the red still.
- Iron-on interfacing for the black.
- That stiff stuff to protect the phone.
- Little pieces of fabric for a tail, eyes and nose.
Here I have machine appliqued the pieces and added whiskers using a double stitch. I love my machine. The tiny bit of hand sewing I do anymore is embarrassing. Sorry Nanny. You were the best.
My son was very happy with it. He said something about feet. I told him, since he now knew how to hand embroider, he could make four little sets of pads on the underside all by himself. He said, “Yeah. I guess you’re right.” I could see the little wheels turning in his head.
These things are a real bitch to make so don’t even about asking me to make another one.
August 9, 2014
I can’t stand it when Sweetums says it, especially when I am grumpier than normal.
So. Anyway. I had this pound of ground beef. It’s what I get when nothing else appeals to me. I looked through the kitchen cabinets and at some recipes. I chopped some onion, threw it with the meat in a pan to brown. I boiled some noodles. So far so good.
Then it time to pull stuff out of the cabinets and refrigerator.
All Sweetums approved stuff. You do know he’s from Oklahoma, right?
OK. So it was too much stuff. I had to get out the pan that is so big, it has two handles. But doesn’t it look good? And it was. I told Sweetums, “I won’t have to cook for a week!” And gave him a big smile.