Yea! It even works.
Range Hood
July 2, 2013Got Up Early
June 28, 2013The long-awaited range hood was to be installed. But he called. He won’t be able to make it until next Tuesday. Argh! All that rearranging for nothing. I even cleaned the toilet. I’ve been grumpy all week. It’s to be expected.
When I was in Bethany, I bought two skeins of Bombay by Katia. I’ve been wanting to make my Girlie Summer Socks again. The pair I have have been through the washer and dryer and still look and feel great. I was very happy to find two colorways that I liked.
Look! They match! And I wasn’t even trying. I knit the Eye of Partridge heel, other wise it’s the same pattern.
With the second pair, I went with a ruffle. I got out Lucy Neatby’s little sock book, Cool Socks, Warm Feet, and found just what I wanted. Using a little math, I figured I needed to cast on two and one half times as many stitches. I won’t tell you the rest. That would be unfair to Lucy. And I really like her.
Here’s a close up. I used a sixteen inch circular needle to start. Then, on the decrease round I switched to double points.
I started another pair last night using the Panda Silk I bought at MD Sheep and Wool. I am trying a new design of my own. If I am happy with them, I’ll have a new pattern for you to try.
Girlie Socks
June 21, 2013The other week, I went shopping with knitting friends. In Berlin, I bought some more Taiyo sock yarn.
I have made these socks before in Kureyon sock yarn and I really enjoy them. This time I made them bigger since I wanted them to bag a bit. The leg is seventy stitches and the foot is sixty-five. The pattern calls for sixty. I had to do a little tweaking. I am very happy with them. I’ve worn them twice. They wash beautifully. As with other Noro, they feel better with every wash. Now, I’m thinking about going back and getting some more. They also had some other yarn that I think would be good for socks.
Thinking About Daddy
June 17, 2013Yesterday, my son called Sweetums to wish him Happy Fathers Day. While they talked about things, I thought about my own father. He died so long ago. He died too young. My son never knew him or my 47 year old daughter. I was seven months pregnant when he died. I was living in California then,and couldn’t even go to his funeral. But, maybe, that’s best. I close my eyes and there he is. He’s got that bad little boy grin. His shirt sleeves are rolled to the elbow. He calls me “Princess”, “Angel”. He makes me feel like the most wonderful person in the world. All the trials and trepidations of the day have melted away and I am content.
Olive and Cora
June 14, 2013
Some cats know how to pose.
Others don’t. Or they just don’t give a shit. I’m not certain which.
New Socks
June 8, 2013I picked up the Sock Report last month. There are so very many great patterns that I had a hard time deciding on what to make. I am currently in Summer socks mode. I bought two different sock yarns at Sheep & Wool and I was eager to start. I got Taiyo sock yarn and Panda silk. Panda silk makes great socks and they’re completely machine washable and dryable. I can throw them in the hamper and let Sweetums do what he will with them. I know. It’s a scary thought, but this is Sweetums after all. Where was I? So I made socks with the Taiyo and I love the lumpy texture and the slow slow color changes. These socks were great fun to make and now, to wear. Last Saturday was a knitters day out and I bought another skein at A Little Sheepish in Berlin, but that’s another story. I have to take pictures first.
What do you mean my socks don’t match? They’re knit from the same skein. But then, does it really matter?
Current progress on the Welcomes.
What do you like? The one on the right or the one on the left.
Welcome Sign
May 29, 2013I thought I would make a welcome sign for my son’s front door. I already had a pattern and fabric that I could use. However, once I got into it, I realized that the fabric wasn’t right for him.
I think I’ll give this one to my daughter.
I started digging through my stash and this is what I came up with.
I hope he likes it.
Things Are Almost Normal Again
May 25, 2013That big old house in Reisterstown has finally been sold. Now it’s up to someone else to keep it from falling apart. The new owner is an energetic young woman. I hope she has the stamina for it. And will I miss it? No. Not even that big kitchen. I’ve got a big kitchen here. And it’s much nicer! It did have a pretty back yard, but the back yard here is so much more than just pretty.
I want to thank my daughter for all the hard work in order to make this happen. Thank you so much for the garage sales and craigs list sales to help clear out the house. Thank you helping your little brother clear out and hauling to storage. Thank you helping him find a little house of his own. Thank you for letting him and his cat stay in your loft for two weeks. And thank you for feeding him, too. Thank you for helping him move into his (new to him) row house. Thank you for trying to keep him on the straight and narrow. You are the best of daughters. No mother could ask for a better one. That person does not exist. How ever could I be so lucky to have you for my daughter. I love you so very much. You are the best!
Daddy’s Ears
May 20, 2013It’s odd how seeing something can trigger an old memory. Have you seen the ads for the new movie with Will Smith and his son? Well, they both have my Father’s ears. They’re not big, they’re nicely rounded and they stick straight out—just like Daddy’s. I wonder. Can he wiggle them just like Daddy?
Here We Go
April 27, 2013Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. We’ve been ‘unnerved’ for most of the week. Next Tuesday, all should be finalized and maybe I’ll talk about it. In the meantime, trying to get all the ducks in a row is downright maddening for a couple of old farts like us. Sweetums is probably going to be bald when this is all finished.
Even Dot couldn’t do it.
I also need to get ready for my class at MD Sheep & Wool on Wednesday. ‘Fiendishly Difficult Stitches’ sounds like so much fun! I can hardly wait!
The Happiest Day of My Life
It was 11:30pm when the phone rain. My son-in-law called to say that he was taking my daughter to Hopkins and would call as soon as he knew anything. I went to bed fully expecting to be awakened in the middle of the night. When my alarm went off that morning, I called Hopkins. The operator transfered me directly to her. And she asked, “Mommy, when are you coming?” It so very much reminded me of when she was little and had a ‘hurt’. My sweet little girl had a ‘hurt’ and wanted me there. Only this one lasted fifteen hours. Happily, there was a perfect eight and a half pound baby boy at the end of it.
Those words made this the happiest day of my life!
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 