Sunday, October 31, 2004

Happy Halloween!


Yes, it's tough being a dead Gryffindor...


[ Edit: I keep meaning to extol the wonders of a tip Tracy told me about -- dipping the cords of new circular needles in boiling water for a few seconds to relax them. I forgot to do it with a new set of circs that I was using just now, and the kinked-up cord was making me crazy, so I'm typing this as I boil a little pan of water to dip said obnoxious cord into. :) ]

Random Update.

So, this is how tired I am: After doing some errands with my mom, I brought her home, put all the groceries and drugstore stuff (and to-be-dyed yarn) away, and then drove over to OSH to buy Rit fabric dye.* So, I get to the OSH parking lot, park, and then go, "Oh, for fuck's sake," and drive home. I was too tired to get out of the car and go buy the damned dye. ~rolls eyes at self~

Not that I really truly needed Rit fabric dye *today* -- especially since if I didn't have the energy to go into OSH, I doubt I'd have the energy to dye yarn tonight. Plus, I've got a sweatshirt to work on, dammit! Must stop letting myself get distracted from the sweatshirt, because I sooooo want it to be done so I can wear it! Oh, and the fake head needs another coat of paint too, so... yeah. Plenty to do.

I'm just hoping I manage to rest up, so I won't be tired for knitting group at Andersen's tomorrow evening! Overtired Summers = not good.

* I dyed some yarn with Rit the other night, and altogether it was a much nicer experience than Kool-Aid dyeing. More vivid colors, better, less-orangey reds and pinks, and the dyed yarn doesn't make my hands burn the way Kool-Aid dyed yarn does. Just in case you were interested. :)

Yay! (And Fake Heads.)

So, yesterday was all kinds of lovely, and I am a pleased little monkey. Will write more on this later. :)

Sweatshirt going along well, except that I can't find my copy of the pattern. Typical me.

Happy Halloween!

[ Edit: Have found sweatshirt pattern, but have decided to paint the fake head I got yesterday at Craft Essentials, so I can start taking photos of hats. Also am trying to work out how to make the sweatshirt's sleeves how I like them, instead of following the pattern exactly. I *think* I've got it worked out, but who knows. ]

[ Edit Again: Am painting fake head, and Chaun, you're totally right -- the fake heads are really quite small compared to... well, real heads. ~sigh~ Oh well. At least they'll tide us over with the hat-photo-taking until we find real-sized fake heads! :) ]

Friday, October 29, 2004

BLOODY HELL.

So, the central heating in our house is broken -- it breaks every couple of years, and makes its brokenness known by leaking buckets-worth of water onto my bathroom's counter and floor. So, the other day it started happening again, and most of my makeup got splashed a bit, but I rescued it in time.

I reminded dad that he needs to call the central-heating guy, but since it was raining whilst the leak was occurring, apparently he (dad) didn't believe me that the central-heating (which dehumidifies the air) was causing the leak. Still, I said it would be a good idea not to use the central heating, and dad agreed, so I put my makeup back out on the counter.

Now, when I left England, I thought I'd be going back, so I left nearly all of my possessions there, and my ex never thought it would be decent of him to go up to my college room and pack up and send the stuff to me (we were still engaged at the time, mind you, and I would have -- in fact I HAD -- done the same for him). So, I lost all my stuff.

Hence, the few things I have from England -- and a lot of that includes makeup from Boots, and Toni & Guy stuff -- are PRECIOUS to me. But yet my dad just turned on the central heating, AS A TEST TO SEE IF THE HEATING WAS REALLY CAUSING THE LEAK.

So now all my sentimental stuff is soaked, and about half of it's ruined, and... my dad doesn't give a shit about it. He doesn't believe in sentiment, so I'm an idiot because I do. I mean, for fuck's sake, even if he'd just pushed my stuff off onto the floor and kicked it out into the hall, that would've been better.

Sorry, had to vent. I wish Java Station didn't close so early, or else I'd go there with knitting. I just have this I-am-going-to-become-hysterical feeling that I don't think will go away unless I get out of the house. And this time? It's not hormones.

Hairdye Fiasco.

Um, and also my hair is... well, whatever the orange equivalent of magenta is, but mixed in with brown. I realised I didn't have enough money to go and have my hair cut and/or dyed, so I did it myself... and my self-hairdyeing is hit-and-miss at the best of times.

Yay for my plummet in self-esteem.

Gosh, I'm tired. Did I mention that? Like hell I'm getting any knitting done tonight.

Oh, but my skin is improving a little bit ~knock on wood!~ so that's a plus.

Exhausted. Again.

Spent first bit and then second portion of day running around town doing errands, again. So tired. Did stop and get pedicure, though, so that's something. And talked to Jenny more -- I need to phone her back, and Kelly too, but honestly I'm so tired I don't know if I can even manage to speak.

I know -- will have small dinner (big dinners = Sleepy Summers) veg a bit, and then phone people back. Yes. Must hope for second wind.

Random.

So, not a huge amount of knitting done today, but I did clean out the hall closet, which my dad said I can have half of for my knitting stuff... so I'm off to Home Depot to buy a shelf kit to put in (or at least to look at shelf kits and decide whether or not I want to bother), and then to buy condolence cards and flowers, and groceries. Oh, how it amuses me that I'm a housewife whilst owning neither house nor husband.

First Sweater + Glittery Pumpkin Things.

So, yesterday was actually a good day -- had a lovely time with Trace and Chaun drinking coffee, winding balls of yarn, and generally being silly (in a good way), and then did lots & lots of errands.

Annnnd, before I forget, here is a picture of the glittery pumpkin things my mom and I made for Halloween (idea courtesy of Martha Stewart, because yes I love her to bits, shut up)...



They were loads of fun to make, actually, and Chaun even let me have a few of the little mini-pumpkin/gourd things she's going to use for projects with her kids, so mom and I get to make even more glittery pumpkins. Yay!

I went to Ross to look for some of the canvas bags Trace and Chaun and Laura use for knitting projects -- Trace gave me two already, but I am greedy so I want to find more -- but my mom was with me so I bought cheap shoes instead (having mom wandering around = not helpful when I want to be searching through piles of stuff at Ross). Then, I went back in the evening and still didn't find any canvas bags, but I did find lots of see-through storage bags, so I bought some and I'm hoping to organize my yarn stash with them. Will take photos when I actually do organize the stash.

Then, this morning I finished the back of the Sealing Wax (from handpaintedyarn.com) sweatshirt...



...and I've just started the front. I can't wait to finish it -- it's so cold out (and in our house because the central heating makes the ceiling in my bathroom leak profusely for some reason, so using the heating = forbidden) that I want to be all snuggly in my sweatshirt right now!

Thursday, October 28, 2004

~sigh~

Um, so... my great-aunt (mom's aunt) died last night, and it's totally weird because the second I found out, I started thinking logistics. Do we have to tell mom? (Yes, and she's ok.) Can we manage to go to San Diego for the funeral? (No, too hard for everyone.) What can I do so mom will feel like she's able to mourn like a normal human? (I think we'll pick out flowers together, and send them to my great-aunt's daughter along with a card that mom can pick out.)

So... yeah. Anyway, it's weird because I really liked my great-aunt, but my first reaction was completely without emotion. Even now, I'm thinking about how she was ill and in hospital for a few months, and her husband died a few years ago, and she was starting in on having dementia, so really it's better for her, maybe. Odd how caring for an older person with dementia/Alzheimer's makes you see death as less scary for people in those circumstances.

And that all sounds so, so cold of me! Which isn't how I mean it -- I think after I get mom through her own mourning (and she's dealing *remarkably* well, I have to say) then I can get through mine. But I do wonder how much emotion there is left inside me -- it's like taking care of mom, and developing new friendships and hanging onto old ones are all there's room for in my heart at the moment. Caregiving and the Breakup of Doom with James have sort of forced me to be in survival mode, I know, but is it even possible to get past that anymore? For instance, Kelly, who I'd really like to get to know better because she seems like a really cool girl, suggested that a few of us go out cruisin-for-boys, and I love the idea of spending time with girls, but I seriously can't imagine being *able* to fall in love with anyone... even the meeting-and-flirting-with-boys stage seems like too. much. effort. And sex? Getting naked in front of a new person? Perish the thought!!

Still, I'm *so* not shooting down the cruisin' idea, Kelly! I just mean, when we go out at first I might be shy to the point of you thinking I'm not having fun, which will so not be the case... It's just that I'll be overwhelmed because I was really, really hurt so now love = hurt in my mind, you know? And I don't know if I know how to flirt with all the breakup-weight still on me. But then, maybe breakup-weight is a physical manifestation of needing to coddle myself psychologically?

More questions to ask Shrinkypoo at my next appointment!

And yet again, my personal stuff has spilled out into my knitting blog, so I'm going to cross-post this at Alden's Diary, which is my much-neglected personal LiveJournal/Blog. Not to mention that I really, really miss my LJ friends, and I need to tell them that I'm ok, but I'm not doing a great job of keeping up with them and I'm sorry for it, but I do think of them, like, every single day.

Oh, and also -- this is so trivial but I have to say it -- my great-aunt was a knitter, and I never told her that I'd learned to knit. Part of the not-telling-her was, I'm ashamed to say, my own laziness, and the other bit was that I just thought I'd have more time to tell her. So, now I'm the Last of the Knitters in the Smith-MacRae family -- and all the female members of the Case family are dead, so who knows if they knitted.

(Ooh, except I have a 20-something-year-old niece, Ananda Case, so maybe I can convert her and we can start a Knitting Dynasty.)

SERIOUSLY BABBLING now, so I'm going to go. Trace and Chaun, if you're free for coffee-breakness anytime today, I'd love it, but I totally understand if you're too busy. Just, it'd be nice to see you if it's not an imposition. :) ~hugs~

And, since I'm just going to cut-and-paste this over to LJ, ~hugs~ for my LJ darlings who (Kanna, Cal, is it who or whom in this instance?) I miss terribly and I know I've been neglecting. (Kanna, Cal, never mind re: grammar -- I've clearly become one of the uneducated masses and will never make it back to grad school.)

Love & Rainbows to everyone on Blogger & LJ, and I'm going to go take a Xanax and snuggle up with mom for a bit and let her cry on my shoulder -- I think she needs that just now. <333333 (r)x(r)x(r)x(r). (Oh and Becca honey where did you send your email? I haven't got one at s.j.case(at)mac.com, but I'll go check trotwood(at)gmail.com now just to be sure.)

Love from,
Summers.

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

Aha!

Um, ok, so I couldn't get onto Blogger for six billion years, so I made a new knitting blog here... not sure which will be the permanent blog, but I'm putting up the link because I'm too lazy to re-post over here just now. :)

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

Happy Mid-Day

Had a lovely time with Chaun and Trace this morning (well, it would've been morning except that I got there a bit late and stayed for a long time drinking all their coffee -- yes, I am a conscientious guest), yay! I got to look through some of Chaun's many pattern books, and Trace made me copies of what I'll need for the sweatshirt I'm going to make. <3333

Then, went to Craft Essentials to buy the needles I'll need for the sweatshirt, and ran into Joanna and little Elise (I hope I'm spelling that right!), so we felt up some mohair for a bit, and then I went to get food for my mom and me so we could have a cosy rainy-day lunch.

It *was* cosy, in the end, but there was a lot of "Mother, it's a taco. Think. You know very well what a taco is. You pick it up with your hands and eat it, remember? Remember? Just pick it up and -- Goddamn, don't dump it all over the table, just pick it UP!" ~sigh~ I feel bad for saying things like that, because I know it's her disease making her stupid and childlike -- it's not that she's just dumb or anything, but something in me can't accept that my mom, who used to know just how to do things and who I could turn to with my problems, now needs me to help her eat and dress and bathe, and her personality's so different that I don't even *want* to help her because she's such a complete resistant shrew about everything. So, that tends to keep me from being the sweet, patient caregiver I wish I were.

Hence, I knit a lot, and grumble under my breath and get horrible adult acne from all the repressed anger and stress. Woohoo!

But then, on the other hand, I have so many lovely friends who I wouldn't have met if I hadn't gone through the horror of the past year and a half, so I wouldn't take back any of the bad stuff even if I could, because maybe then I wouldn't have my friends, and that would so not be a worthwhile trade. :)

Can anyone tell I'm seriously hormonal? Damn you, uterus! (Also, I'm going to try to start up my regular my-life-and-my-angst blog at LiveJournal again tomorrow, so I don't go all wibbly here. This is a knitting blog, honest! I swear!)

Ohhhh I want my handpaintedyarn.com stuff to get here! But it only shipped on Friday, so I don't think it'll be here today. Curses, foiled again.

Happy Mid-Day

Had a lovely time with Chaun and Trace this morning (well, it would've been morning except that I got there a bit late and stayed for a long time drinking all their coffee -- yes, I am a conscientious guest), yay! I got to look through some of Chaun's many pattern books, and Trace made me copies of what I'll need for the sweatshirt I'm going to make. <3333

Then, went to Craft Essentials to buy the needles I'll need for the sweatshirt, and ran into Joanna and little Elise (I hope I'm spelling that right!), so we felt up some mohair for a bit, and then I went to get food for my mom and me so we could have a cosy rainy-day lunch.

It *was* cosy, in the end, but there was a lot of "Mother, it's a taco. Think. You know very well what a taco is. You pick it up with your hands and eat it, remember? Remember? Just pick it up and -- Goddamn, don't dump it all over the table, just pick it UP!" ~sigh~ I feel bad for saying things like that, because I know it's her disease making her stupid and childlike -- it's not that she's just dumb or anything, but something in me can't accept that my mom, who used to know just how to do things and who I could turn to with my problems, now needs me to help her eat and dress and bathe, and her personality's so different that I don't even *want* to help her because she's such a complete resistant shrew about everything. So, that tends to keep me from being the sweet, patient caregiver I wish I were.

Hence, I knit a lot, and grumble under my breath and get horrible adult acne from all the repressed anger and stress. Woohoo!

But then, on the other hand, I have so many lovely friends who I wouldn't have met if I hadn't gone through the horror of the past year and a half, so I wouldn't take back any of the bad stuff even if I could, because maybe then I wouldn't have my friends, and that would so not be a worthwhile trade. :)

Can anyone tell I'm seriously hormonal? Damn you, uterus! (Also, I'm going to try to start up my regular my-life-and-my-angst blog at LiveJournal again tomorrow, so I don't go all wibbly here. This is a knitting blog, honest! I swear!)

Ohhhh I want my handpaintedyarn.com stuff to get here! But it only shipped on Friday, so I don't think it'll be here today. Curses, foiled again.

Morning of DOom.

Monday, October 25, 2004

Knitting Group!

Knitting group was lovely, as per usual, even though I got nothing done (note to self: don't bring chart-followy type things to knitting group). And then I had cramps of doom and didn't think I'd make it home before my stomach started... well, too much information. But I made it home, and now am in happy dazed-relief thanks to painkillers. Yay!

Um... yeah.

So, my handpaintedyarns.com order apparently shipped on Friday, so I'm really excited to get it and start on the Chaun-and-Trace Sweatshirt. Which reminds me I must get the pattern for it. Patterns = necessary.

Oh! And Trace brought me a set of two of the Ideal Canvas Knitting-Project Canvas Bags, and I'm pathetically excited about them. Thank you Trace! I'm temtped to put the Alien-Head Scarf in one, so I never have to look at it again, but I think I'll save them for sweater projects. Eeeeeee!

Mmmmf. I wish I had a hot-water bottle to curl up around! And a knitted hot-water-bottle-cover would be kind of fun to make, I think. Hmmm. Can you *get* hot-water bottles in Southern California? Must look into that... until then, though, I shall try to get the kitten to let me curl up around her, and then I shall pass out, I think. No more knitting tonight. (Shock-horror!)

Ok, night night. :)

First Sock!

I finished the sock! Yay!

The grafting on the toe looks decidedly suspect, but as a whole the sock works. Fits and all. I think. Will edit with sock photos later.

The irritating thing is I have to make a whole other sock, now. Hmm. Perhaps will start new one-sock trend instead? Seems like that would entail less work...

Sock and Alien Heads.

Still on Alien Head No. 5. Oh the joy of it. And switched to two circular needles on the sock, because the DPNs were making me insane. Can't sleep again. Hmm.

Sunday, October 24, 2004

Oooh, Tweed.

Four Alien Heads.

Soooo... I've finished four of the alien-head chart things on the Alien Illusion Scarf, and I'm impossibly bored. Two more to go, though, and I'm trying to work out a chart for making Mia a pink & black skull-and-crossbones scarf, for part of her Christmas gift. Also, I'm not sure I like how the scarf's going to be even after it's blocked -- I think it'll curl or be wonky. So, Mia's scarf might end up being like the Gryffindor scarves -- double-thickness, but with the design on only one side. I think. Oh, and with a small hat to match, but probably without the skull motif because I haven't worked out how to make the illusion knitting go in the other direction.

Um... just thinking out loud. Or thinking in print, or whatever. Nothing of import to say, and the camera's out of batteries so I have no more alien heads to display.

Would it be horrible to buy a little cheapy digital camera on my credit card, and call it a Christmas-gift-to-self? At the moment I'm using my dad's, and it's the one he uses for his lab so it's all complex and battery-eating. Hmm.

Enable me? Please?

[Edit: Ok, I've been all nostalgic and Mia-missing an extra lot this weekend because I've been watching Alias and Mia's the one who made me love Alias in the first place, so in my mind Alias=Mia. So... I could make the scarf with a 47 hidden in it or a "< o >" symbol because that's the big Rambaldi thing in Alias.

Oh my gosh I just got a glimpse of what a complete nerd I am. Hee! Oh well. Yay for nerds.]

Saturday, October 23, 2004

Oh nooooo.

Oh no there is a petfinder thingy on wendyknits, and I keep clicking on the kittens and being all heart-wrenched over them. Am spinster with cats & knitting already. ~sigh~ Oh well. At least my current cats are black. It's very edgy and goth. In my head.

Friday, October 22, 2004

Scallopy Link.

Just putting up a link to this page, which has the two scallopy patterns I've been trying out. I'd somehow managed to print the page without the web address on, you see, so I want to keep track of it now I've found the page again.

I'm trying the first variation (the one without yarnovers) with the Dune yarn I bought, and it's working kind of nicely, I think. Plus, since Dune has two strands, there's no faffing around with knitting into the front and back of stitches; I've just been dividing the strands and knitting into each one, and it seems to be working out. That's probably really plebey, knitting-wise, but oh well.

Also, Chaun is making a felted messenger bag, and I keep thinking about it and going "that is *such* a good idea! I wanna make one toooooo except for me instead of as a gift," and then realising I have way too many projects planned. But, if I made a lovely roomy bag, I could carry my knitting around in it, and I do really need want a nice organised way of carrying around the knitting. Hmm.

Annnnnd I want to make a list of all the projects I want to do and then cross them off as I actually finish them (so as to feel all accomplished and that) but I'm going to go watch Australian heist films (this is my favorite one at the moment) instead. Yay! Will make the list later.

Quick Update: Pokemon + Dickens.

So, I'm spending my Friday night knitting a case for my Gameboy, and listening to a new unabridged version of Great Expectations. And... the narrator is so, so, SO impossibly bad that I'm torn between being really annoyed and just laughing hysterically. Because Pip would be American, and Joe Gargery the blacksmith would sound as if he went to Eton, yes. Yay for accuracy in audiobooks.

~sigh~ If I ever become rich, I shall hire Hugh Laurie to sit and read Dickens to me, nonstop. Dickens and Harry Potter and P.G. Wodehouse. And his own books, because The Gun Seller was really good.

I'm going back to knitting now. And my headache that I've just noticed. I seem to have an issue with noticing I have headaches. I'll have them for ages and ages before I notice why I'm tired and grumpy. Hmm.

Ok, no more babbling.

One Alien Head, and Cardigan Musings.

See?



So that's my first chart-reading attempt. Yay!

Also, I'm thinking of making Mia one, but with pink or lavender & black, and skulls instead of alien heads, so she can be all secretly-goth at her teaching job. Hmm. Which reminds me, must post Mia's Halloween pressie tomorrow. Eek. I'm so terrible about mailing things...

Oh, and also, I'm kind of confused re: my first sweater. I wanted to make the sweatshirt Trace made (which Suzanne is now making too) but I thought about it and the only sweaters I really wear are cardigans, so maybe I should make a cardigan? Because clearly once I make my very own sweater, I will feel the need to wear it constantly, so I ought to make it in a style I'd be comfy in, right?

I do like that sweatshirt, though. Argh!

Ok, off to bed at last. Night night!

Alien Head WIP & Dune & Thingy

Um, ok, here is the alien head scarf so far...



You can sort of see the alien head, right? And it looks vaguely like an alien head? ~fingers crossed~

And here's the stupid Dune yarn I can't figure out what to do with...



And then this is a picture especially for Trace...



Yes, I am a child. Off to watch the Office special again now...

Thursday, October 21, 2004

Dune Yarn = From Hell.

Also, I'm seriously disturbed that I bought a skein of this because it's crappa novelty-yarn AND itchy and mohairy. Why oh why did I do it? Think must be form of self-punishment.

Awwww.

So, Ed told me what was going to happen on the Office Special, and yet I still cried and cried because it was so lovely. ~happy sigh~ Yay!

Except that I really really miss England now. All the bad Christmas music...

Back to knitting, yes. The Alien Head scarf is killing me.

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Meetup Thingy.

Well, the Meetup knitting group, which I've never been to before, was tonight -- it was lovely, except that my fingers froze, but I got about an inch of my sock done, and got to see Thuy and Suzanne again, and Chaun showed me how to crochet! Erm... not that I'll remember, but it's good to *see* someone doing something a few times when you're trying to learn, so you know at least vaguely what it ought to look like. :) So, yay! And there were new people there who seemed really pleasant, and I wanted to be sociable but I was way too tired so I just sort of sat like a small hermity snail and knitted my sock.

Annnnd I drank lotsa coffee, which is the main thing I miss on Monday nights at Andersen's. I wish there were more coffee shops open at night, yes. It's like... Andersen's = casual and all-to-ourselves and soup and sitting on the floor (which I like because chairs and tables = no) and Coffee Shops = other people around, but yumma coffee and comfy chairs. ...can't decide.

Oh, except that since US 2 needles hurrrrrt my fingers, and it was so cold out that my fingers went numb-ish, I could knit away happily unaware of the damage I was doing to my fingertips. Woohoo!

This is completey incoherent. Going to go text message Trace and then rip out the alien-head scarf because Summers + Following a Chart = Oh, the Humanity.

Night night!

P.S. It so amuses me when people introduce themselves, because for me names go into one ear, out the other, and fall onto the floor, unless I have the presence of mind to make up a mnemonic device or write the name and a description of the person down. It takes about three times, normally, for me to get names in a group situation. So here is an inspirational Tripod song to express my feelings on the subject...

Someday the Lord's gonna meet me at a party,
And he won't say 'You don't remember my name, do you?'
He won't embarrass me or put me to shame,
He'll just be graceful and repeat His fucking name,
And I will say to Him,
'It's nothing personal,'
And He will understand,
'Cause He's the Lord.


I mean this all lovingly, of course.

I need sleep. Byeee!

[Edit: Matt, in case you read this, dear lovely friend, I'll call you just as soon as I find my phonecard, and I'm ok, just sort of... you know. Blah. But miss you and hope you're well! ~hugs~ (r)x(r)x(r).

And Jayme, you are a darling to offer your Gameboy charger, thank you so much, but I ordered a new one already so I should be Pokemon'ed up soon -- and as soon as I transfer all my favourite Pokemon to one game cartridge, you're totally welcome to my Ruby cartridge to try out, since your boy is all reluctant re: sharing of Leaf Green & Fire Red. Only after your midterms, though -- I've decided it's unethical to introduce Pokemon to students at exam-time because it's *instantly* addictive. :)

Hee!

Just a note to say I was just looking at Thuy's blog and it cracked me up. I'm still wheezing. In a good way, though.

we invited everyone we know here in town. and they both showed up!


Yay for meeting Thuy! :)

Pictures, Yet Again.

Um, so... pictures.

Here is the sock...



And then this is a fragment of scallopy stuff that has no purpose but I wanted to know how to make things scallopy...



Annnnd yesterday this yarn arrived...



...because apparently I thought it would be a good idea to knit the alien-head scarf from Stitch 'N Bitch and I ordered the yarn before thinking it through. Oh the joys of another stripey scarf, yessir.

Ok, now I have to go clean before the cleaners get here, because I'm a dork and I have to do that sort of thing. It's very Mommy Dearest, now that I think about it. Perhaps I'll make an effort to throw a fit about wire hangers later in the day. Bye!

Sock & Blanket & Meetup.

Well, as my Gameboy is officially out of batteries and I can't sleep, I am knitting a sock. DPNs are apparently my enemy, though, so it's not going so well, and even if I finish this first sock, there's no guarantee I'll make a second one to go with it. Argh.

Also, Chaun is knitting the most gorgeous throw blanket thing, and I'm all fascinated by it. Especially since I realised -- when going through the Patternworks catalogue to circle things I want but will never buy because, expensive! -- it's the same kit as the waterlilies throw blanket thing (here) that I've been drooling over for about a year. AND, since I have a thing about making something my mom will be able to take with her when she eventually has to go into full-time care, I'm thinking maybe if I can be all economical and find the kit on eBay like Chaun did, I might be justified in making one for mom. Hmm.

Doctor's appointment tomorrow and then there's a meetup knitting group thingy in the evening, I think, so that will be nice. I might take the sock of doom with me. I really do want to get used to DPNs because the fingerless glove things Jayme is making are gorgeous and I want to steal them make them. Yessir.

Oh and I want to read more people's blogs because lately I've been avoiding the computer like the plague, and I feel all guilty when people say they've read this and I haven't read their blogs.

Ok, going to go take a photo of the sock, and post it.

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Yay!

So, knitting group was wondermous again, even if I must say I kind of miss having endless calorie-laden mochas at my disposal... but Andersen's soup may possibly make up for it. Yumma.

Also, I finally bought (just now) handpaintedyarn.com yarn in Sealing Wax for the sweatshirt I'm going to try to make, annnnd also one skein of another color by accident. So that was dumb, but maybe I'll just make a hat. I like making hats, yes.

Gave up on knitting the horrible Kureyon yarn hat (and could people please laugh at me *more* about snipping out the colors I don't like with the Kureyon next group? that would be lovely.) in favor of Pokémon Leaf Green, which I'm playing feverishly because a) I'm addicted to Pokémon, and b) I can't find my Game Boy's charger thing (oooh maybe Chaun's lovely delightful children have Game Boys and I can surreptitiously charge my Game Boy at her house whilst drooling over her yarnstash?) so I've only got a limited time in which to Catch Em All.

Um, and I'm hopelessly behind on blogging-type stuff (Trace, how did you make your blog's sidebar thingy? It's gorgeous and I want one.) and letter-writing and just generally being a reponsible human, so I'm going to do the only reasonable thing now and go back to bed. And continue with Pokémon.

Will post hat pictures either next week when I take my camera to knitting group, or when I find a styrofoam head upon which to model them. Yay for fake heads!

Monday, October 18, 2004

"I wasn't born, I was knitted"

Goodness. What a fun-filled weekend.

Finished one kitty/devil hat (but without either ears or horns), and it's lovely so I started another one in Kureyon, and it's not so lovely. Determined to finish it, though, if only as a reminder to myself to stop trying to make hats out of Kureyon because it never ever looks nice.

Also, as knitting group is tomorrow, and typically at 6pm on Mondays I go "Ooh, I should've made Trace a comedy cd, but now it's too late," I am currently making Trace a comedy cd *now* so I won't forget.

Actually at 6pm on Mondays I usually think "Ooh, I need a shower," and then right at 6:30 when I jump into the car I remember about the comedy cd, but who's counting. Besides me.

Should really go to bed, but after a weekend of extra-needy mom, I'm reluctant to give up free time. Also am in middle of i-cord for Kureyon hat, and I ought to finish it. It's all wonky. :( Bye!

Saturday, October 16, 2004

Sigh.

Not much knitting done lately -- although I did accidentally make a very small hat -- as I've been building the Hogwarts Express out of Legos and taking care of my mother instead. Hmm.

This post is clearly pointless, but ah well.

Oh, but knitting group on Monday was lovely, and I was lots more comfortable with Andersen's Bakery because I didn't get there late. Yay! <3 knitting group.

Tuesday, October 05, 2004

And Also, Photos.

Here's the Triangle Hat for your viewing pleasure...



Photo is of the second attempt in this yarn (the first one was enormous, but provided amusement when my Dad went "You knitted a geo(something) dome!" and tried to wear it), and it's officially the last Triangle Hat I'm ever doing. It's just... well, it's still too big, and it's really unflattering and a weird shape.

I really like how the wrong side of this yarn looks, though, so I just keep *looking* at it and wishing I could think of how to utilize the wrong side of my hat...



And then these are swatches from the Kool-Aid dyeing I did last night...



I quite like how the yarn turned out, but I was hoping the one on the right would be more of a raspberry-pinky-red blending into orange, instead of a boring-orangey-red blending into more orange. Would try again, but am out of Kool-Aid.

Quick Updatey Post.

Um... I have sneaked into the guest room (in which a guest is currently staying) to use the computer, and instantly forgotten what I was going to post about. Lovely.

Oh, and I've just written a small paragraph and somehow selected and deleted it without meaning to. Even better.

Knitting group was lovely last night, despite my managing to spill coffee all over myself *and* Trace, and my distinct lack-of-managing to knit anything at all. Trace is making a lovely hat, though, so I mostly just basked in the loveliness and scowled at Chaun for her masterful use of DPNs.

Also I thought it was quite funny that two (very nice) girls from my high school class were there, on the exact day when, before leaving the house, I actually thought to myself, "Hee! I look just awful. Possibly people should be warned. No... maybe they'll think it is a costume?" because my skin is a General Plague Area this week. Yay for stress and hormones!

Then, Chaun told me handpaintedyarns.com (which I am *not* linking to because it is dangerous, yes it is) has a new yarn with Gryffindor colors, and I thought I was being all good because I didn't go "I must haaaaaaave it!" In fact, I managed to eat a muffin at Borders, babble at Chaun, and get home to get myself *and* Mom ready for bed before I became obsessed with said yarn.

So I dyed some yarn with Kool-Aid (1 skein orange/pink/red, and 1 skein lime-green/blue) using Trace's gorgeously simple method, and then went to bed.

Where I did not sleep, of course, because having my Dad at one end of the house and my brother David at the other creates a sort of rumbly snore-vortex centred upon my bedroom. Ah well.

Back to GRE-studying and Dickens-fangirling, etc. And searching for the evil Gryffindor-color yarn.

[ Edit : Cannot find Gryffindor-color yarn. Think Chaun is playing mean trick. ]

Saturday, October 02, 2004

Yay! Hallowig!

Aha! I've finished it! It's a bit short, and not very Sydney-from-Alias, but I like it lots. Will post picture when I have energy to put on makeup, as my skin is currently sort of a problem so I refuse to be in a non-makeuppy picture.

I'm all tempted to pull a Chaun and try other colors, but... well, the whole Hallowig thing was a struggle for me, I have to admit, so I don't know if I'm up for doing another one.

...or am I?

Feeling Icka, and Triangle Hat.

So, I'm feeling gross this weekend so far, but I just managed to finish the triangle hat. Will take photo later, I think. No energy now.

But, I was all pleased because it's the only hat I've made that fits well, and then I looked at it and thought, "If I saw this in a shop, I wouldn't buy it. I might not even pick it up."

So that's a dilemma. Is an aesthetically unpleasant garment made better by the fact that I made it myself? Or is it just ugly *and* a waste of my time? Or, do I keep it in a box somewhere and take it out to giggle at it -- I swear, *everything* I knit ends up with some sort of jellyfish-theme -- whilst still feeling really rather proud of myself for learning how to knit and then knitting this from a pattern?

Hmm.

This will be a big consideration when I start on my First Sweater, which may not turn out to be To Dye For because I don't do well in things with no waists.

That's all for now.