I just like to say it. That's also for myself. Oh, and a cardigan. No pattern as yet, although I'm quite taken with the Arianns that I'm seeing everywhere. You guessed it, also for me, me, me! I see a whole lot of selfish knitting in the works! Along with many others, the drive to use my stash has grown recently. I am not willing to commit to exclusively stash knitting, since I know myself well enough to know that doing so will simply drive me straight to the LYS.
I do, however, want to have more going out than coming in, if you know what I mean. I'm not sure exactly how to measure this — should it be space, weight, yards? I'm sure it will come, but that's my big goal, anyway. Use more than I buy. Even I should be able to manage that, eh?
Note to Billie: I ended up ripping the EcoFil sweater, I was finding it too tough on my hands to knit that yarn at that gauge. I'm using it right now for the string bag I have on the needles, and I think it's great for that kind of purpose. I still maintain it's a good yarn, though, and I may even give it another try at a baby sweater, something like a little jacket-ey kind of thing. Happy New Year! I hope and pray this year is filled with peace and joy and new experiences for all of you!
The big day has come and gone, leaving satisfied children in its' wake. The holiday was very nice for us all. Christmas Eve I worked in the morning, and came home just after lunch. We visited for a while, then got ready for church. Brian surprised me by dressing himself, in little beige cords, a blue button down shirt with beige and black in it, and a little black tie!
What a handsome boy I have. It showed up his dad, who then had to wear a tie as well Tee Hee! I love Stuart in a shirt and tie, but he doesn't put one on very often. What a proud mama I was, sitting there with my lovely family, enjoying the music and reflections on the scripture readings.
They even string lights back and forth across the street, and it's a magical experience for everyone. Even little Gwenyth got in on the Oooohing and Ahhhhing. We came home to a simple supper, and then each child opened one gift it's always pajamas. We watched The Polar Express, read for a bit, and sent everyone off to bed.
It sounds very peaceful, and would have been, if not for Brian, who was so excited I'm surprised he didn't turn inside out! The Thoughts Of Slumber - Sum Pear - Sum Pear (CD guy was up at midnight and am, checking to see if it was time to get up yet, and then all three were on me in bed at am, ready to get started!
It is so much fun watching them, and experiencing the thrill and anticipation through them. I'm generally not a big one for talking about gifts I receive. I try to remember, and to teach my own little ones, that we give gifts to remember and celebrate The Greatest Gift ever given, and that when we are opening presents, what we hold in our hands is a symbol of the love that someone feels for us, not just some toy or book.
It's hard to focus on this, especially with all the influence around us that is so about The Stuff, but we try. However, the children this year, did each have one particular gift that really seemed to capture their attention, and it was interesting to see what is was.
Katie received an MP3 player, and spent the rest of the day walking around yelling at everyone, since she doesn't get that we can hear her just fine, even if she can't hear herself. Gwenyth was given a baby doll, complete with bottle, hair brush, and her own little teddy. It was so sweet to watch her feeding her dolly, and fixing her hair. My baby is really growing up! Brian, in true boy form, was fascinated with a dragon toy. It came in a plastic egg, and the parts were enclosed in a slimy kind of sac.
Each piece was pulled out of the sac, and then put together. Very cool. I was pleased, though, to see the little ones so impressed with a relatively simple toy. They didn't need the big, fancy sets, or expensive gadgets Katie, of course, being a Pre-Teen, was taken in by technology, but I was expecting that. I must share what Stuart gave me! I was touched by his thoughtfulness, his great desire to give me something meaningful and special, even though he doesn't always understand why I enjoy certain things so much.
One gift was a basket, containing 3 skeins of Homespun yarn, along with two knitting fiction books. The other was an Ashford Traditional spinning wheel! I'm excited about it, and apprehensive at the same time, about delving so deep into another avenue of fibre.
Where on earth am I going to put bags of fleece? I am going for a lesson on Tuesday next week, and am so excited about it! I've been reading up on the internet, but am afraid to touch the wheel until I've had some guidance, in case I wreck it or something. And it looks so pretty standing in my living room!
I overheard a conversation the other day at work, between a girl and her friend. Working where I do, you can imagine I am almost completely surrounded by teenagers and young adults, and the dramas of young love, and how engrossing it all is. It's entertaining in many ways, when it's not so irritating. What does that mean? Am I quirky? Is quirky the same as weird? Is there something wrong with being quirky? You may have guessed and I've mentioned beforethat while I live a very conventional life, underneath it all, there's this non-conformist, rebellious, hippy-like person.
This person works very hard, I think, to keep me quirky, to keep shaking things up a bit. At the same time, I've been reading these memes, and thinking to myself, I couldn't possibly think of SIX weird things about me! My family traveled down to the southern States in it, and I believe that this was where my deep love for the ocean took root. I have a picture of myself as a very small child, building a sandcastle on the beach, and that picture has always been a sort of talisman for me.
Yes, Shelleyeven the hard plastic communion cups — give me a common cup any day, as long as it's not also made of plastic. Do you know how weird it looks to see someone throwing back their communion drink like a shot of tequila? I have very strong memories of drinking weak Kool-Aid out of plastic cups at my grandmother's house, and the drink smelled like funny Winnipeg water.
I just can't make myself do it, unless it would be blatantly rude not to. Admittedly, this is not so weird, and I wouldn't even include it if it weren't for the strong reaction I get from every single person who discovers this about me. I guess I just don't seem like the tattoo type.
I heard on the television when I was about 6 years old, that if you chew always on the same side of your mouth you will wear those teeth down, and the mental image that I had was so awful! I mentioned before that I sort my Smarties, but I also only eat them in pairs, one on each side of Album) mouth and in the same order as the colours of the rainbow. This past summer, I had a root canal and crown put on one of my back teeth, and the worst part of the whole experience was not being able to and forgetting and trying and then it hurt to chew on that side of my mouth.
Dates, however, are completely unimportant to me, and when someone asks me what my kids' birthdays are, or when my wedding anniversary is, I almost always have to look it up. I have forgotten how old I am a time or two as well, and had to do the math to figure it out. One whole year I went around telling people I was a year older than I really was. So I give him a gift in September, and he gives me a gift in November. The bonus is that we get to go out for dinner twice.
I'm turning 30, and it bothers me more than I can say. I suppose Conventional Charity is coming out for air. Along with all the regular packages and parcels winging their way around at this time of year, have been some wonderful treasures on their way to me.
I feel very fortunate and blessed to have people in my life that spoil me and do things to make me feel special. In fact, I was so inundated with lovely gifts, I told Stuart he didn't even have to give me my Before-Christmas present this year.
Yes, this is a real thing. He usually gives me a little present, about a week before Christmas. I'm such a little kid, I can't possibly keep waiting for presents, and this helps with some of the agony. Last year, it was a lovely set of blue and white floral china mugs, which I drink my tea out of every day. The first parcel to arrive was from my Comfort Swap pal. She is a lovely sounding lady, originally from Canada, but now in Arizona, named Christine sadly, blogless.
I was gifted with some wonderful white hot chocolate, some apricot spread which is not in the picture because I've been eating away at it, mmmmsome truly luscious truffles, and best of all, yarn! The alpaca sent is so soft and warm, and it's hanging out displayed on my fireplace mantle along with the nativity and candles, while I poke around for the exact right project for it. Thank you, Christine, it was great.
Tuesday night, I came home from a long, long night at work, and was cheered to find this. A package from my Sockret pal. Moss, as I have come to call her, has really been the most wonderful swap pal to have, and has been an inspiration to me in my own dealings with swaps and sendees.
She has kept in regular contact with me, and has really gone out of her way to treat me well. Moss sent a few sock-ey goodies, like a Sock Blocker keychain set, and this great little notebook, Knit Notes for Socks. Perhaps it will get even me organized! Moss also included some yarn, and it is so lovely I can't say. I have no idea yet what it is, but the colours are beautiful! When I first opened it up, I saw the turquoise, and was happy, of course. But upon further examination, I was charmed by the deeper colours — greens, purples, some blue and brown.
It's wonderful, and I'm having a hard time focusing on the darn ends of The Pirate Sweater, when I just want to wind this up and cast on! The final thing to arrive was a Sample package, also courtesy of Moss.
I'm going to save it for another day, though, because it was extra special for me, and I want to tell you all about it. Needless to say, even more Christmassy fun! But are the ends woven in yet? The ends, oh the ends. We're doing good, though, the seaming is finished, it's only Wednesday, and it's my last knitting group night before the holidays, so I will have 2 uninterrupted, Brian free hours to work on them.
So it's okay. My Knitpicks order, with the extra yarn for Stuart's sweater, arrived today, which is very nice timing. I'm getting antsy to get started on it, and now I can! In the meantime, I've begun one of Ruth's string bags, which is knitting up nicely. And the pattern is great, Ruth, very easy to understand. I also have the yarn and pattern for my Sockret Pal socks, and those are the next socks to go on the needles. A new year to come, new projects galore!
How thrilling. I haven't dropped off the face of the earth! I've been felled by a nasty stomach flu, and have spent the past week hobbling around, trying to keep food down and not pass out. I seem to be on the mend, though, and actually ate dinner last night. I don't recommend the illness, but it is a great just-before-Christmas diet plan. All through the knitting community I've been seeing different fingerless gloves, and they seem to have become really popular.
I've jumped on the bandwagon, too, for the sheer practicality of them. They're great — my fingers are free to buckle carseats, find change, fiddle with keys, but my palms are warm, even when holding a cold steering wheel, or an icy shifter. Since I enjoy them so much, naturally I must make them for others! Here is my work so far: Fingerless Mitts, from Weekend Knitting. As I mentioned before, these are intended for one of Brian's teachers.
These are modeled by Katie, and just look what she's holding! This was a gift from the very first swap I was a part of, a stitch marker exchange. I think he's soooo cute. I went down to a 3. I've cast on for this same pattern again, for Katie, using the DK superwash she picked out. I'm hoping the change in weight will make them just the right size for her. Have no fear, though, The Pirate Sweater has not been abandoned!
I've finished, finished, finished the intarsia, and the whole front, too. Now I just have to knit the neckband, and weave in all the ends. Just, I say. Ha, ha, ha. You know how many ends there are, right? I'd better get busy — we've only got 9 days left! You can throw something at me if you like, but I'm too far away to hit!
Following Alisha's lead, and joining in her contest, here are our Christmas decorations. We do a Christmas village, as well, but that will have to wait until later this week, as will the baking, stocking hanging, and other fun stuff. Neither of us really had anything to speak of, and so we chose beautiful blue and gold themed decorations, for a beautiful tree.
Ah, foolish young couple! The last few years read, since Busy Boy Brian arrivedwe have begun the "Natural Tree", using handmade or natural element ornaments, plus any special memory ornaments. Each year, I do a different ornament craft with the kids, and in this way we build our collection. All the beautiful and very breakable stuff is safely tucked away for use at a later date - when I know no small child will attempt to eat a shiny ball, or blown glass snowman.
This tree has it's own special beauty to me, though, and I begin to wonder if I'll ever want to go back to the old tree. What memories we are making! Here is a photo of my fireplace mantle.
I purchased this nativity the year Katie was born, and love it dearly. You may have seen tree ornaments that look similar to this - it's a gold wire frame, with a shell insert. One of my favourite parts of decorating is setting up the nativity, and telling the Christmas Story to my children while we do so. The love of God, and His truly amazing gift to us, never really struck home for me until I had my own family, and saw how much I love my children.
I have so much to be thankful for. Just so you know that I'm not all talk and no action just some talk and a bit of actionhere is a progress shot of The Pirate Sweater. It's been so tricky getting time to sit down and work on it when Brian's not around, especially since I've been working a lot, and am gone most evenings. Last night, though, I had a night off, and sat for an hour or two, determined to get past the eyes.
I'm sure I would have made even more progress if I hadn't felt the need to stop every row or two, to show Stuart who was infuriatingly polite about it, but not nearly enthusiastic enoughand feel clever. I definitely don't think intarsia is for me. I love the finished look, but the fiddly-ness of the whole thing drives me bananas!
As much as I know Brian will love this, I'll be glad to see the back of it. But, I'm almost there! I've also been knitting up a pair of Fetching, for when I have a chance to knit, but Brian's around to see. They're a final Christmas gift, and I'm almost to the thumb on the second one. My mind and heart have started to turn to what's next on my list, a ruddy giant Heirloom Aran Pulloverfor my wonderful Stuart.
He's always longed for one, and since his mum knits, he once asked her for one. She bought him one instead, and he was so disappointed. How I wish his heart's desire was a nice pair of socks, or a beautiful scarf! But no, a giant aran sweater it is, and he's picked out the pattern and the yarn.
I sit here with 19 balls of natural coloured wool in front of me, and I'm excited to get started. You know how swiftly this excitement will wane, so I'm enjoying it while it lasts. And he really does deserve it! Monthly truck payment: Too much to think about right now. Fuel: An obscene amount. Winter tires: Groan. Not getting stuck fast like the 6 cars with all-season tires that I saw at the kids' school: Priceless. Hear me now — I will never well, I'll try really hard not to complain about the crazy costs of owning and operating our 4-wheel-drive vehicle again!
Today, it was all worthwhile. See, look for yourself: It's even worse than this, actually. I took this photo the other day, before the 17cm of snow we've had since yesterday. I think I'm going to stay home and knit. Another pair of socks, perhaps? By the way, thanks to all who asked about the kiddies' health — they're all back to normal, and dying to get out into this wet snow to build snow men, snow forts, and I'm pretty sure I heard a snow throne mentioned, too. Stuart has been felled with the nasty bug, now, but seems to be coping much better than the little ones did.
Let's hope I manage to avoid the whole thing! I have heard much, over the last year, of the comfort of hand knitted socks.
How, once you wear them, you will never ever want to go back to wearing boring old stretchy cotton socks from Wal-Mart. Being a somewhat skeptical type, I imagined this was a tad of an exaggeration.
I was wrong. Oh, how wrong I was! These socks are so comfortable, so soft, so warm, that I now understand why I have to pry Brian's socks off his little feet to wash them. What am I going to do now? I only have one pair! Since I had a fair bit of yarn leftover, I am a bit sad that I didn't make them longer in the leg. This, I suppose, is the beauty of the toe up sock, which I plan to try in the near future.
It was a fun, easy to understand pattern, and making socks of DK yarn goes super fast. I typically do not like to knit the same thing over, unless I'm doing a matchy thing, but I may try this pattern again. Finally, thank you to all who joined in my little blog contest. It was fun for me. I used the online Random Number Generator to choose the winner Jennifer, please email me your snail mail, so I can get an exciting prize off to you!
With all the craziness going on here the last few weeks, my th blog post came and went without being marked. This, then, is my own celebration — posts today! And even more fitting, it is December 1st, how nice is that. In honour of my Eleventyfirst, I am having a contest. The prize will be some yarny goodness from my stash, selected for the lucky winner, once I know who the lucky winner is. I've spent the last few days thinking about what kind of contest I could have; I tend to be a slavish pattern follower, and not so full of the exciting ideas myself.
This morning, though, the lightbulb flashed on. My name is Charity. My parents had very meaningful reasons for calling me this I'll save the story for another timebut the fact is that going through life with a name like Charity inevitably opens you up to a certain Working with the public, very seldom do I have a day when I don't hear at least one bad joke about my name, and on days when I'm feeling particularly punchy, I've been know to pull out a few myself.
Leave me a comment on this postwith your best My Name is Charity Joke. The contest will be open until Monday, December 5th, pm MST, and the winner will be chosen at random. Come on, guys, do your worst! Album) have an awful lot of clever, fascinating bloggers out there - I dare you to come up with something original! While you have your thinking cap on, think of me with warm thoughts.
Although, in my defense, I'm pretty sure I placed this order just before I made the foolish, asking-for-it statement. Let's just get it over with: There. Are you happy now? I'm hoping to make the Rusted Root pattern, since the purple cotton from Wal-Mart was just too much for my hands. Not bad yarn, I still maintain, but tough and sturdy.
Since I was ordering anyway, I got an extra ball of Thoughts Of Slumber - Sum Pear - Sum Pear (CD of the Andes for Stuart's giant Aran sweater which I have committed to starting as soon as Brian's sweater is finishedjust to be safe. Why don't I do these things ahead of time?
The answer is that I subconsciously want to make another order, of course! I picked up enough of the Dancing for two pairs of socks. I'm thinking I could get ankle socks for both Katie and myself if I plan it just right.
This is the first ever solid colour sock yarn I've ever bought, and I would like to try something different for these ones. That is, if I use it for socks. You just never know. You also see two pairs of small circular needles. I've been wanting to try knitting socks on two circulars, and Jen was kind enough to snail mail me directions, so Thoughts Of Slumber - Sum Pear - Sum Pear (CD can give it a try.
Got to love a new challenge! I must say, it's a good thing I've finally buckled down and got to work on Brian's sweater — I'm having a heck of a time with the secretive knitting thing.
That kid is always around, and he's sharp, too. Some people, you can knit right in front of and they have no clue whatsoever.
Not this boy! Between his awake hours, and my work schedule, it's going to be a Christmas Miracle to have that under the tree!
I was driving home after dropping off the kids at school this morning, feeling miserable because it is degrees C outside that's degrees F and wishing I didn't have to leave the house. I looked up, and saw a rainbow in the sky! Rainbows have always been very significant and special to me, and I was pleased and touched to see this one.
I have never seen a rainbow in the winter before, and while there is probably some scientific explanation for what I saw, I am choosing to enjoy the miraculous moment in my day. Does anyone out there remember that show? Definitely a reminder I needed to focus my attention on today. Another miraculous event occurred in my home this weekend. I was basically shamed into it by all the wonderful work fellow knitters have been doing.
If you can manage this beautiful stuff, I'm sure I can knit a darned skull, right? If you look closely, you will see the bottom cross bones on either side, with the chin and the very start of the smile in the middle. It is very fiddly and slow going, though I think it will be worth it once it's all done. And since Brian seems to be the most appreciative member of my family when it comes to my knitting, I feel good about knitting him something that will make him so happy.
Snow is still falling, temperatures are dropping alarmingly, and there is just no good reason to leave the house that I can see. Other than my obligatory treks back and forth to the kids' school and I seriously considered keeping Brian home today, so I wouldn't have to drive back over there at lunchtime to pick him upI'm not going anywhere, which means I hope to get lots done here.
Apparently, I'm a Winter, which is very fitting, especially on a day like this. I've always loved a good snowfall; in recent years we have had far less snow than what was considered usual, so I'm glad to see this. I remember as a child, growing up on the Prairies, being completely snowed in, and watching my dad crawl through the upstairs window, to get out and start shovelling out our front door. When I moved up here, someone showed me a cut mark way up in a tree, it must have been at least 8 feet off the ground.
I was told that this was the snow line from last winter. No matter how much you love snow, that is simply too much of the stuff, so let's hope we're not getting a throwback year, here. The Weather Network is calling for another 10cm today, which is a lot of snow, no matter how you look at it. The only really bad part, as far as I'm concerned, is the accompanying temperatures.
We're headed well below C tonight, and it looks like it's going to hang around, at least through the weekend. I made it to my knitting group last night, and finished up the neck kerchief for Brian's teacher. I can not believe how stretchy the sewn cast off is! Quite remarkable — do keep it in mind if you ever need a super stretchy finished edge. I also did a little more on the fingerless gloves, and hope to have them done tomorrow, so I can block them both and tuck them away.
I love how drapey and soft and warm the finished fabric is — I can so see this yarn for a shawl or wrap of some sort. It started to snow yesterday, and I was so pleased to see it. We were told to expect cm, which would be lovely, just enough to cover all the grey and brown out there, and make it seem a bit more Christmassey.
There is now at least 10cm out there, and it's still coming down. Talk about a winter wonderland! I'm using this snowy time to stay home, and knit whenever I have the chance. I finished the first of Brian's teacher's fingerless mitts, and am almost halfway through the second.
I meet my group of knitting ladies tonight, and plan to take the kerchief with the too tight bind off along with, so I can re-do that. Progress, progress! I was over visiting Cornflower this morning, and she had a lovely photo of all her tea. I am following her along, taking this opportunity for a few good things: a nice cup of tea in my nice china mug, a clean tea cupboard, and a picture to share with you.
On an average day, I drink two kinds of tea. I start the day with Tetley Chai tea, which is caffeinated, at least one cup. On the days that I have to work late, I usually have a second cup in the early afternoon, just to keep me going. The rest of the time I drink boring old Tetley Decaf. When we're out and about, doing errands and such, we'll often stop for a cup of coffee for Stuart.
I almost never buy anything for myself, since I'd rather just come home and have a nice cup of boring old decaf tea. The cyclamen if that's what it is — my gardening expertise is far surpassed by my enthusiasm is in the picture to remind me to share a Cute Brian story. Are those roses? I'm going to call those roses. Let's buy those for Mum. Now, for you tea drinkers out there, go make yourself a nice cuppa. And if you're not a tea drinker, why not?
I have been extremely remiss in reporting on my mother-in-law, Mary's, condition. This is especially bad, since I've told you all she's in intensive care, and then left you hanging. So sorry! The good news is, Mary made a great turn around this weekend, and has just returned home. Thank you again for your prayers and support, they are still so appreciated. During my reads through the blogosphere, I've noticed many others commenting on the restless feeling they have, keeping them from settling into a good project.
That restlessness is still here, too, resulting in several Works In Progress. Here is the Hat and Scarf for my step-father. It is all done, all that remains is some weaving in of ends, which I really need to sit down and finish tonight.
My goal is to have all the out-of-town packages ready to mail by the end of November, to avoid the rush at the post office, and to bring joy to my family by not making them stand in line for ages. Next up is a little neck kerchief, pattern from Last Minute Knitted Gifts. I knit this up this weekend, when I realized that Brian has two teachers who will also need a token of appreciation. Brian and I dug around together through my pattern books and stash, and he chose this for one of his teachers, knit from Elann Alpaca in a heathered red.
It's finished, but I'm not happy with the bind off row. It's much less stretchy and soft than the rest of the scarf, so I want to rip it back, and try the EZ sewn cast off, which I've heard is very elastic. Brian decided his other teacher would love some fingerless mitts, pattern from Weekend Knitting. He chose some dark blue yarn, also from Elann. The Socks of Doom have been temporarily abandoned — I'm still loving them, but have been hard pressed to sit down and finish them.
I'm on sock 2, and have turned the heel and finished the gusset, so all I need to do is the foot. Blogger is completely exhausted by these photos, so you'll just have to imagine the socks in progress.
I have abandoned Katie's hat completely, so no picture for you today. The one I was working on will be entirely too small, and needs to be frogged and re-knit. I've put it aside until all these other little things have been finished up. Just think of the wonderful Finished Objects I'll have to show off soon!
I have just survived the most interesting, and possibly harrowing experience I've had in a long time — the Dreaded Slumber Party. Since I started sleeping early this past week; I try not to sleep past 1am.
It was a wet and wonderful morning to sleep-in, but for my love of the language and to broaden my views on locals speaking the language, I made my way in the drizzle. I saw the limo with the Korean flag at the front of the car. Someone important must be inside!
The crowd of participants were already seated, waiting for the contest to begin. As usual, a local minister was invited to officiate the contest. And as usual, the arrival and speeches caused the entire contest to be behind schedule. I've got lots of backlog reviews and updates to catch up on. Will get to them soon. In the meantime:. Wednesday, October 27, Early Bird gets Email This BlogThis!
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