February 28, 2007
Finished, y'all!!
It's done, y'all:
Very excited about finishing my first sweater-type thing for myself. I've been needing a cute cover-up since I've been collecting summery dresses for the past couple of years. In order to wear them to work, it requires a little bit of modesty, so I think this does the trick. I'm actually going to start a navy blue one in Lamb's Pride in a needle size that's three (!) sizes down. If you can't tell from the pic, this one doesn't really "hold" my bodacious ta-tas--it just sort of covers them up. With a smaller needle size, I'll probably have to do more raglan increases, but I think it should hopefully be fine. If not, I'll just give it to my rail-thin sister.
February 24, 2007
Almost There...
Almost finished with the b00bholder but I ran out of Suri Merino and need to pick up a single ball from my LYS so that I can finish the last 2 rows of one sleeve and the rest of the other sleeve. Am I going to ONLY buy that single ball of yarn when I go to my LYS this afternoon? I think we know the answer to that. I love that yarn-it's soft and springy and I can't wait to wear it in a couple of months.
Feeling not-so-great this morning. The Gov. and I are curled up on the couch watching a show about volcanoes while it pours water from the sky. My stomach is turning waves and I slept so poorly last night for the fourth night in a row. At least it's Saturday and one where nothing is really planned. I'm feeling discombobulated, but maybe it's my body telling me to slow. down. I know certain people who don't listen to that voice, and I think it's turning them into less admirable people. They grow hard exteriors and become not nice to be around. I think it's unnecessary, and I've seen people at the other end of that transformation, and I've had to disassociate myself from them.
But for now, with the volcano show in the background, we're warm and safe. His Honor might have been my salvation from the above. Who knows where our journey together ends, but for now, I think I'm set.
February 17, 2007
February 15, 2007
Breathe and Stop/for real/ and give it what you got
After the teeth are brushed and the face is washed, settling in for the night has become similar to walking in Times Square. In an effort to process everything, my mind scrolls through thought after thought like the marquee outside of a second floor network studio. Occasionally, I’ll get stuck on some glaring idea, one that’s hard to ignore like that big flashing LED board right smack dab in the middle of the square. And it always feels crowded.
Work is…well, it is what it is. I took my job because I didn’t want to compete for billable hours, but it sometimes feels like I’m being dragged into a chest-beating contest. Take note: competition festers in pretty much every nook and cranny in this esteemed profession. Sometimes you need to step back, regroup, and refocus. Side-step the drama and put your energy to better use. I personally need to wallow for a while before I get to that stage. I wallow, watch a little bit of Kenny on Dancelife, and then start the process of redirecting my energy. That’s actually where I am right now.
On the knitting tip, I’m no longer a dpn v1rg1n:
It’s the hat portion of the adorable bunny beanie in Bernat Cottontots.
Something tells me I might be considering a ballwinder soon.
February 13, 2007
Show Me What Ya Got, L'il Mama
Accordion is done. I'm completely ambivalent about it, and the finishing process was anti-climactic. It's a bit too big for His Honor, so we won't be wearing it to his Valentine's day party. The yarn is beautiful, though-I didn't know Lamb's Pride could be this pretty.
I'm trying to offset my disappointment with pride in successfully completing a "Bears fan" 3 x 3 rib hat:
It helps that the model is cute:
I hope my husband forgives me for being testy. My dining room table has its chocolate brown finish scratched by cardboard scraps since it's being used as a makeshift table for packing car parts. Conan's been parting out his poor "investment" in a poorly-kept 944. I'm trying to stay on the bright side and noticing all the nice textures, but it's kind of hard. I feel like I'm living in a house full of adolescents.
Adolescents that buy me nice things, that is.
February 08, 2007
valentine goodies
My parents called tonight while watching a basketball game. If they sounded completely exhausted, it's because they probably were--they just arrived home from transcontinental travel. I think that the following package contents may cheer them up some:
It's a pair of ballband dishcloths and a handmade card. Knowing them, they won't use the dishcloths unless I threaten them with disownment. "They're too nice," they'll say "a keepsake." But they really should use them--I think the garter stitch may be particularly good a scrubbing out caked on food.
