Doug got out the lawn chairs (two of them anyway) and we sat out on the deck this afternoon. We were joined by Elvis, Gus and Maude. Zip was busy. I was tired after our walk so I happily knit. It was so windy this morning that we decided to go through the woods to get away from it which was stupid. I’m not too good at clomping through underbrush yet. I was pooped when we got home. When we went to Walmart later in the afternoon, I couldn’t help but notice how much easier it is to walk around than it was last year. There are times when I REALLY don’t want to go for a walk, but I know it’s good for my hip and me all over.I had no idea that there were cities that do not allow clotheslines. It makes no sense. I know there are housing associations that don’t allow it. When our son was little, we were thinking about moving to a younger neighborhood. We found a house that we really liked. We were about a hand over a check to hold it when we found out that we could not put up a clothes or a fence. That took care of that. I had a fit with the realtor. She tried to talk around it, but that check never left our hands and we never moved either.I was happily knitting along last night, when I saw a missed stitch several rows down. I pulled out stitches to fix it. When I got down there, I realized I had pulled out the wrong one so I had to pull out two sets of stitches.
Looks awful, doesn’t it?
Here I took a needle and picked up every other row to help keep track of which row I was on.
Here I am crocheting the stitches up the rows.
You can’t even tell.
No. Maude did not get puked on. I hate to even think what she would do if that happened. Anyway, he did it when I was up to my eyeballs in cake batter and blueberries. Yes. It was Sandy’s recipe. I managed to scoop up Elvis and push him out the back door. My screaming brought Doug with offers to help. He got the sweater down and proceeded to holler for instructions. I had to make two trips to the basement before I was able to get back to the cake. Then, Doug started hovering in the kitchen. I had to growl at him three times before he went away. I needed the cake finished and myself cleaned by 5:30 and he wasn’t helping matters. He decided it was a good time to take Gus for a walk.
See the brick walk Doug put down.
The yarn feels wonderfully soft. It’s merino with some bamboo and nylon. I could make a whole sweater in this stuff. I like the pattern, too. I got it from TheKnitter.com. Now, the problem is—Should this be my next project? I am almost finished the mittens and I have started on the second glove. And I still have one other thing to make. The baby quilt will be finished this evening and I should have a picture tomorrow.
If Zip lets me.
See that little path in my yard? My cats did that the first time it snowed and it’s still there! How could such cute little kitties do such a thing?
Don’t believe anything she says.
I’m working on the second mitten.
I was thinking about making one of these for my Sacred Wiener Dog.
From there, it was just a short hop to the mantel.
At this point, I had to put the camera down and grab her. Knocking down my little snowman candle holders was the next thing on her agenda.
Gus likes to scare the geese. They are guarding the island so they are always around now.
How do you like this one? I did this this morning before breakfast. Fun yarn will do that to you. Aching knees woke me up early today. It was very cloudy all day and raw. Everything stayed wet. I didn’t go very far on my walk.
Ellen sent me her picture in the hat she made with my pattern. Looking good!
He was so bad yesterday that even Elvis hollered at him. And Elvis is the coolest cat in the world and don’t let Zip tell you otherwise.
Yeah. It’s that kind of a day.
At first, I wasn’t going to mention it.
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 