Hurray for Ice Cream
I finally casted on for the Wobbly Circles Felted Tote. The KAL started on April 15th, but for various and sundry reasons, I didn’t get it started until Wednesday. And after I casted on, I had some serious color remorse. Have you ever had a great idea for a color combination, but when you actually knit it up, you were skeptical? That’s me and my wobbly. What’s the problem, you ask? It’s a bit BRIGHT! Yes, I am yelling for emphasis. Because it really is BRIGHT! The pink and orange remind me of going for Baskin Robbins ice cream when I was a kid. I went through a phase when I would order a scoop of strawberry ice cream and a scoop of orange sherbet every single time. After the ice cream got a bit melty, you could swirl it together and get this wonderful melange of pinky-orange or orangey-pink. Yummmm…
My wobbly also reminds me of different flavors of sherbet: raspberry, lime, orange and grape. Now I’m making myself hungry. From the Pasadena Daytimers, my wonderfully supportive SnB group, I’m getting encouragement and positive feedback that the colors look good, but I also know that people lie because they don’t want to hurt you feelings. We’ll see how my wobbly turns out.
Here’s a gratuitous picture of my sweetie girl. She turned 6 today and we had a blast celebrating… all. day. long. Here she is, party girl and then, exhausted and sleeping.
Do you remember back in the 80’s when tough women were called Studettes? Okay, maybe you’re too young. Well, anyway, my 15-year-old NIECE Katie has blown that phrase out of the water. She is what you call Stud… or more like S-T-U-D. She just earned her 3rd degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do. She started when she was 7, and has been training in TKD for 8 years, more than half of her life. She inspires me with her focus and drive. This picture is from her belt test and she is breaking 4 wooden boards consecutively with her feet. Stud, I tell you. Congrats, Katie! You rock!
Additional note: Katie’s parents, Teresa and George, have done an incredible job raising Katie and her sister Jackie, 2 girls who are growing up to be smart, strong and independent young women.
Did you notice the cool little silver stitch markers on my Orangina WIP that I posted yesterday? Those were a gift from Azusa Marie. At SnB last week, she was telling us about her stitch markers that are cheaper for her to make than buy (??), and she whipped out a packet of them. They have inspirational little words on each one, like live, love, laugh, and imagine. After my oohing and aahing, I think she felt compelled to shut me up by giving me a few. Trying to keep the inner glutton in me concealed, I only accepted four, and I did try to be gracious about it. So here they are. Aren’t they the coolest? Thanks, Marie. You rock!
Welcome to my Orangina Crawl-along. I swear I work on it every day but I’ve only got 8 inches so far. With Jillian’s sage advice I was able to conquer the repeat and stitch count battle, and now I have no problems humming along. I’m enjoying the results, and boy oh boy, have I received great compliments from people. I’m just impatient and wish I could zip along faster. Here’s a picture for you visual folks.
Yesterday was another SnB meeting, and it was hoppin’. Apologies in advance for the low-fi pictures; I only had my phone with me and it had to do in a pinch. We put together a gift basket for Joan who was having a rough time with her hubby’s illness. We’re so glad things are A-okay!
Here’s our special guest, Mason, with mom Kille and Joan. Absolute cutie-patootie!
Azusa Marie picked up some free cones of yarn from a friend. I brought my 8 or 9 cones. Add in 4 identical Royal ball winders, and ladies and gentlemen, we have yarn cakes (see pic at top)! It was fun mixing the different strands of yarn together to get your own creation. The picture at the top shows only about half of the balls we wound. Of course, we have enough yarn still on the cones for a whole heckuva lot more. Here’s our newest member, Tamara, winding her very first ball, along with cybertech Azusa Marie.
Joan, such a sweetie, offered to take them home and wind some up. Add in the knitting, eating, laughing, and all-in-all, we had a rockin’ good time. It was great fun sharing the love.
Every Wednesday morning, after I drop off sweetie girl at school, I go to my SnB group, affectionately dubbed the Pasadena Daytimers. We’re supposed meet from 10 to 1 but I always stay until 2 when it’s time to pick up the sweeties at school. We meet at a great coffee shop called Zephyr Coffee House. It’s a small house that was converted to a coffee shop, and we take over one of the rooms. Usually, at least 6 people show up but we have been known to grow to 12 on occasion. We love having new knitters join us, and in the past few weeks, we’ve had 3 knitters join us. Practically every Tuesday night, I clap my hands with glee and tell my husband that tomorrow is knitting day! Marie calls this her guilty pleasure, but I consider it more of a necessity. I missed 3 weeks in a row because of the house of sick, and I was so depressed. I finally made it to our meeting yesterday, and now I’m right as rain! I remember the first SnB meeting with Marie and Joan, huddled at a tiny Starbucks table. In June we celebrate our 1 year anniversary, so we gonna plan some big celebration because it deserves it! Here are some of us happily knitting away. I just love the Pasadena Daytimers.
Here’s the finished shrug. It’s kinda hippy dippy style, but at least it’s done. I’ve gotten compliments on it from the mom friends at school. They’re reaction was the same as my original one: “It’s not knit, is it?” Because it’s so holey and lacy, it looked like crochet to me. I think that’s why I liked the shrug so much when I first saw it at the store. The sleeves are a bit wider than I would have liked, but it’s because I knit so loosely. C’est la vie. My 9-year-old sweetie boy took this picture; not bad for a beginning photographer. I guess I’ll go and water my dying plant now.
Next up: Orangina. Too bad it’s proving to be the bane of my existence thus far. What’s the problem, you say? It has a series of repeats, which to a normal knitter shouldn’t be a problem. After 2 inches or so, my stitch count was off, so I tried to frog back an inch. Stitch count was still off so I frogged the whole thing in a flurry of Rowan 4 ply. After I cast on again, I religiously counted the number of stitches, got the right number, and did a few more rows. My count was off again! I tinked back one row, and got the right number. Now I have to painstakingly knit one repeat and count the 9 stitches of the repeat before moving on. I think I have to keep doing this deliberate knitting thing until I’m more confident with the pattern and the count. I think I need to just shut up and knit when working on this project.
The shrug is finally done and being blocked. It’s pinned to within an inch of its life, stretched out on the blocking board with the powerful steamer waiting nearby. Sounds kind of like torture, doesn’t it? Well, shrug, I tell you… no pain, no gain. With the series of yo’s and k2togs, it got all wonky. Its final shape was a parallelogram. I actually considered keeping it as some light wrap scarf thingy but only for a second. I reminded myself what it was destined to be so I stayed on track for once. When it’s dry, I’ll just seam up 9 inches on each end for the arms, maybe add some crochet edging to the sleeve and neck/back part, and it’ll be done. This is the exciting part that I also dread. I never know how it’s going to turn out, whether it’s going to be a winner or a loser, and I get really nervous at this point. I just have to have faith and finish it out to the end. Wish me luck! This second picture isn’t great but wanted to show it for one cool detail. See the little shiny parts of the yarn? That’s the rayon wrap. I love these little bits giving the fabric a bit more dimension.