Saturday, November 29, 2003

We had a very happy Thanksgiving. If it means you don't have to visit your in-laws, you can be very thankful for three-count'em, three-kids with the 'flu. Naturally, much knitting has been done, while watching much Looney Tunes (to keep the kiddos quiet) and The West Wing (to keep us sane.)

Feeling Better

I've been going rounds, so to speak, with the Tubular Cast-On/Off. As wonderful as
Flor must be, I feel like I'm missing a lot of related information, and perhaps I came a bit late to the party. That happens a lot. I guess I don't have the time to live a full virtual life as well as a full real-time one. One thing that gets me is drawings of knit fabric, instead of pictures of actual knitting. All I see is the negative space and lines, must be some sort of mental bug. Of course, if the picture of knitting doesn't have the right contrast, as we all know, forget it. I suppose I learn best when I have the needles in my little paws (and make no mistake, paws are what they are, folks) which is only sensible. I've been relying on muscle memory for a long time now.

This is a sweater Isabel is helping me design. She drew the diamonds at school, during their unit on pattern. I'll also put a big red heart on the sleeve. The second band of color is actually a pretty lavender, and the contrast of the colors against each other is sorta wacky, but you get the idea.

Nearly There

Don't know if I love it or hate it, but we'll see what a good wash can do.

Wednesday, November 26, 2003

Flu. Send help and magazines. Screw that. Send turkey and red, red wine.

Saturday, November 15, 2003

Some recent pictures...

IK Cabana Sweater, with Liberties

A Not-Very-Good Chaucer Picture

Chaucer, Slightly Improved

A Wanna-Be Skirt

Darling Toby

Nina, Unblocked

Note that through many trials and tribulations, I have been working on my gallery page. It's still a bit rough, but it's taking shape. I've decided to name baby sweaters after the babe gifted. It's easier than "the sweater made from the leftover yarn from that blue and white sweater with the collar."

Did you think when you were in high school, or even younger, that your life would turn out like it has? Not I. Is that what parenting is about? Giving your kids better tools than you were given, so they can do more of what they want than you have? Maybe. I know for sure that there's not much point if you can't fix problems from your childhood. Example: a friend of mine was not allowed to have a bakery cake for her birthday until she was fifteen, due to price. She vows that her children will get a bakery cake every year, whether they want it or not. Another friend said, "But it's fun to make birthday cakes! And they taste so much better!" Friend #1 says, "I know. But I don't care. I never had one so they will!"

A small price to pay for exorcising a small sad piece of your childhood. Is it coincidence that many parents' issues circle around birthdays?

I have been playing with existing chevron patterns to get one that will fit the number of stitches I have, the long way, as it could be called. I am making a baby cardigan, emerald-green and plain, until the bottom, where I will do a peacock-blue zig-zag. If I can pull it of it will be unexpected and dramatic, if not, well, I'll do something else. Still knitting on a sweater for me. I increased for the bustular region rather carelessly and have had to redo it three times. It looks sort of shapeless right now but I will probably display it here soon.

Thursday, November 13, 2003

I've been neglecting you, Dear Reader. I'm so sorry. We've had a virulent strain of stomach bug around here, last weekend Pman fainted and I thought he'd had a seizure (apparently, with seizures, like most things, not wetting yourself is a good sign) plus a week filled with graduation from the karate class from hell (I'd like to shove that giant trophy up Sensei's butt) and loads of fundraising scut work--I'm happy to get semi-regular showers (the gift that keeps on giving...)

Welcome to Nina G., a new addition to the preschool family! She was born on October 30, a Halloween treat (with sweet baby feet!)

I have been finishing tons and tons...the only way to let myself start a whole bunch of new stuff.

Alice's Loud Stripey Sweater

Bel's I'll-Know-It-When-I-See-It Sweater