I’ve got some new –to-me craft books out from the library, and I am itching to make empire-waisted dresses and shirts out of pillowcases for El. I’d make them for myself, but I don’t quite think I could pull it off as well as a pre-teen. And I may have just caught the Tomten bug. It’s probably the dang February Lady Sweater giving me a bad case of Zimmermania, but I’ve been bitten, and the stash is being rooted through to find the perfect wool to knit this bad boy up ASAP. I’ve read the pattern, and it looks simple enough to be right up my alley.
Last night we took the girls to the circus to cross that off our parenting to-do list. Neither J or I were too excited, and to say the oldest was dragged there would be putting it nicely. On the other hand, B was thrilled! Thrilled all the way there, and thrilled during the entire show. At one point in the show, a scantily-clad, somewhat skanky, and very sparkly princess fairy lady led six stunning white horses with little wings attached to their backs into the ring, and they seemed to be gliding and magical all at once. The stadium went silent in awe, and B gasped, “Unicorns!” I looked over at her, and she had went completely still, and her eyes were as big and round as saucers. My heart swelled with love for that little girl. She is so flippin’ cool.
Yes, it's official. I've been approved for a Green Card! The epic beginning in the summer of 2007 has ended and I'm proud to say that I am now a lawful permanent resident of the good 'ol U.S. of A. No longer an Alien, I will have my Green Card in my wallet right next to my much loved Canadian Citizenship Card.
It's actually completely finished, but I just want to put it through the dryer to see if I can shrink it a tad before modeling it off to y'all. Right now it's a little roomy but as a sweater to throw on when it gets cool in the evening, it'll do just fine. The evenings are about thirty degrees Celsius though, but I'm not complaining!
But the reason I took the pictures was the new slap of paint on the front door. Doesn't that just scream 'welcome'? I love it. I love it more that J didn't question my choice at all. He just brought home a handful of yellow paint chips and let me peruse them for hours - all the while standing off to the side with absolutely no opinion. Apparently he doesn't think I am too wacky. I mean, is he crazy? 'Cause for a little while there, even I thought I was insane for wanting a bright yellow door! It's spicy curry. I think it's daffodilicious!
Here I am working on my macro shot in the garden. Everyone needs a little super macro once in a while. Wheee-eee-eee!
And just because J doesn't think the house is being gobbled up quickly enough by the flora, he has attached some trellises to the chimney with some vines. I just shake my head. As long as I can still get in my yellow front door, I could care less.
I really like this cowl. I think my one lonely skein of Noro Silver Thaw might be the perfect yarn for this quick and simple project. I know I proclaimed 2008 the year of the sock, and the year of the frog, but I think the cowl is up there too! That’s not to say that I am throwing scarves to the wind because I am still working madly on my lace ribbon scarf, but cowls will be my go-to for quick, simple gifts this year. Yes, I am already in Christmas mode with my knitting. You have to be – everything takes so darn long to knit! I’m on my game!
My favourite moment though, came on the way back to the car. "Mum, you shoulda known that my teacher said no flip flops on the stage." That would have been handy to know when we were heading out the door. What a noodle!
Our annual event is tomorrow, as is our interview with US Immigration. I am nervous about the interview even though we have nothing to hide. The USCIS just has a way of surprising you with things no matter how prepared you think you are. Wish me luck! I may barf at some point tomorrow.
I have completed a sleeve on the Hourglass. It took awhile because I was doing Magic Loop and kept getting those ugly ladders between the joining stitches on the round. I got it figured out and it seems as though this sweater will fit me, which I’m excited about. Bottom up raglan is not my favourite but I’m down with not having to seam anything on this sweater once it’s done except for a few kitchener stitches in the armpit.I was going to model the one sleeve but if you've ever tried to take a picture of your own arm, you know that it's difficult and the picture just ends up looking like a disembodied arm. And that's not cute.
And just to show you that it's not all about the socks here, I am working on my lace ribbon scarf very diligently. I love this scarf. It will be just for me. It is so flippin' soft and drapey and all lovely and most precious.
This is what B was doing this morning while she was eating her cereal. I must point out that we just dropped a LOAD on new windows, and I kind of forgot to warn J that it was nothing to freak about since the markers were special window writers. Of course I was busy chatting away on the phone when I actually heard him stop breathing. Poor guy. Must remember to communicate quicker! I like this little depiction of a princess - see the emerald diamond in her crown. Super cute.
Off to brew some coffee and sit down with my newest sock project - I have to learn how to knit the heel when knitting toe-up! Eek. I've also been knitting to the Pretty In Pink soundtrack - who doesn't love a good dose of The Smiths, Echo & the Bunnymen, New Order and Orchestral Manouvres in the Dark??? I borrowed the movie from the library, and I forced El to watch it this weekend. I'm not sure what my next childrearing move into the teen years might look like - Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, or Weird Science? If J can introduce the kid to Dr. Who and some other really weird sci-fi tv shows, I think I can foist some retro 80's movies on her. I was so in love with James Spader and Anthony Michael Hall and Andrew McCarthy. Oh they were so dreamy then! I could spend all night linking all my favourite flashbacks, but that's seriously enough. Next up: dread Monday.
A bunch of us are also bringing with us some scrap yarn and old knitting needles, and a sign will be posted offering to teach anyone who is interested in learning to knit. We will be accepting donations for My Sister’s Place – a transitional support centre for women who are homeless or at risk of becoming homeless. I think we have a lot of scraps, but if anyone has some old needles to donate, by all means, bring them along with you.
I've been busy making knitting needles using this book to bring with me to the park. So far I've made four pairs. They're easy to make, but I am not loving the sanding part. I need to step up production because I've got a little over a week left to go. Wish me luck!
:: It's a plate of meat.
:: It's a plate of burger and dogs on my mum's best china.
:: My dad displayed them quite prettily on the plate - it's meat as art!
:: El thought highly enough of it to capture it forever.
:: It makes me want to chuff a little in my mouth.
:: And when I think back to this particular day, I was hankering for a sausage, and I grabbed a weenie instead, and the letdown was huge.
:: What would Martha say?
On a whim I chose to start the Hour Glass sweater. There were just so many lovely versions of it on Ravelry that I just had to try one for myself. I'm using Plymouth Yarns Jeannee, which is a lovely cotton blend, perfect for a summer sweater. So far the knitting is going quickly and the yarn is quite nice, not to mention economical. And because of the kind knitter who brought the errors to my attention, I should have this baby done in no time!
The girls love yellow, orange and white - and I admit it was coming along quite prettily. We found zinnias, daisies, and marigolds!
As with any usual family outing, things got silly. El with camera + B's need to pose = good times.
Oh, and Friday night, I hitched a ride with the blogless Alana and her mum and her husband, and we drove to New Hamburg to drop in to Shall We Knit for knitting and yarn shopping, and about ten of us sat around a dining room-sized table and sipped tea, ate handfuls of M&Ms, and just chatted with Sally Melville like it was any other ordinary night. I just barely kept my cool. She is super fabulous, tres chic and absolutely sweet in real life. I want to be just like her when I grow up!