Archive for March, 2012

Great White Hunter

March 30, 2012


Not really.  The squirrel was already dead.  But that did not keep him from feeling very proud of himself and bringing it home to show off his ‘kill’.


On Making Mittens

March 29, 2012

Why do I have to make this so difficult?  It’s only a pair of mittens.  But they’re for my daughter.  And, she’s—well–great!  No one could ask for a better daughter.  What did I do to deserve her?  So, they have to be special.  Getting them ‘just right’ hasn’t been easy, but I think I finally did.  The purple is so rich and the two glitzy yarns all needed to stand out. 

Greek Yogurt

March 27, 2012

It tastes like puke.  I have tried every brand and every flavor.  And, it still tastes like puke.

Is The Third Time The Charm?

March 12, 2012

I sincerely hope so.   These yarns screamed at me to be put together.  It took a while for them to decide what suited them best.  At first, they said lined mittens and socks.  When I was about half way through a mitten, they said, ‘No.  That’s not it’.  I reminded  them that it really doesn’t get that cold around here.  I suggested gloves.  They laughed.  They knew that I love to make gloves.  They suggested getting out the fair isle glove book.  We really had a good time with that one.  There were so many beautiful designs.  They started jumping up and down and screamed, ‘This is it!  This is it!’  I had my doubts.  Once I had finished the cuff , they agreed with me.  They wanted to know what happened to the pattern.  They couldn’t see it.  I said, ‘I told you so’, and pulled it all apart.  So.  I did what I wanted.

Who’s laughing now?  Silly old yarn.  What do they know?

New Feet

March 9, 2012

No. Not me.  Although, I have mentioned to break my little toes a few times, they still work well.  I’d say my hands and feet are the only things that still work well on me.  If anything ever happened to my hands and I couldn’t knit or sew, do the humane thing and just take me out and shoot me.  Please.

It’s my cutting table.  I have one of those cheap folding kind with rollers that wear out quickly.  I could get one of those fancy expensive ones, but they don’t fold up and move easily.  This one I can stick in a corner and I can move it around without any help.  I think that we can all agree that I am a bit independent.  But that’s why Sweetums loves me. 

And this is why I love Sweetums.  The new leg fits over the old and the caps slide easily over the floor.  I’m so happy!