Hope you enjoy your special birthday message from The Hoff.
Due to our Ferrari laptop's (yes, it IS what you think it is) power cord pooping out on us I was unable to post about last week's craft day, which I hosted in our humble South Minneapolis home. A few months ago a friend and I decided to start crafting together and to invite other like minded people that we knew. Four months later it has turned out to be a regular group of gals who crochet, knit, fold origami, and cross stitch. We welcome all types of crafters!That's Carrie and her incredible star shaped afghan. I love it and have been inspired to work on my crochet skills so that I can make one of these too. And of course there can't be crafting without snacks.Now Mr. T and I are heading out in the rain for some groceries. April showers bring May flowers. What do May flowers bring? Pilgrims!
Later that same day I strategically left a little knitting project B started ages ago on the sofa, and she picked up the bait and knit up a row without being prodded and hassled. The kid remembered everything! Hollah!
Mr. T and I had a nice Easter dinner at home. I made a rack of lamb that was to die for (thank you Trader Joe's!) and used this recipe that Amy from Angry Chicken used to make a very yummy butterless almond cake. We had our cake with softly whipped cream and strawberries. Even though this cake has absolutely no butter or lifting agent in it, it was very light yet rich and full of almond flavor. I would highly recommend it!
Last week I saw this super cute pattern on Ravelry and knew that I had to make them. Who doesn't like little fuzzy monster feet on babies? I know I do!
Isn't that hysterical? I can't wait to see them on a baby. I'm thinking that these may be going to my hair dresser but I'm not sure if she's having a boy or a girl. I suppose girls can be monsters too. And now if you'll excuse me, I have a cake to finish off.
Once my dessert was safely chilled once again, we all went for a hike in the conservation area, but not before my nephews played out a little gargoyle drama. Note to parents: Don't be surprised if the next Condo Excecutive Committee adds this 'situation' to the agenda for discussion.
On the way back home, B made it to the top of the hill first and did her signature pose. Those hills are great for working up an appetite 'cause later she ate three plates of turkey. This girl LOVES her turkey.
So three of us went for a walk while El finished hunting through her room for more decomposed fruit, and the littlest posed in the spring tunic and another skirt I stitched up this week. I might as well take advantage of her skirt-loving now while I can. I'm pretty certain that by Grade 3 El wouldn't touch a skirt with a 10-foot pole. I asked her to stand by the tree, and she posed like so. I no longer fight these things - it's always best to go with the flow of a 6-year old, but I can't imagine what the neighbours were thinking!
Happy Good Friday! It was indeed good.
This knitted duck lays eggs! Depending on now you see it, the duck could also be pooping eggs, because as it turns out, this is a male duck. Go figure. So now you may ask, of all of the lovely patterns available on Ravelry, why has she chosen to spend her time knitting a pooping duck? N, asked me this so don't feel bad if you were thinking it too. Well, to make a long story short about a year ago my much beloved former boss asked me to knit her a crocheted duck that she once had as a child. Her grandmother had made each of her siblings a little duck that, when squeezed, would poop jellybeans. So being a crafter who can't resist a challenge I searched high and low for the pattern until I found it, however, my crochet skills consist of single crochet and double crochet stitches and so I continued to look for a knitted pattern that would work for this. Fast forward one year and I've finally found something that works. This duck pattern is actually for a felted dog toy but with a few modifications I was able to turn it into the lovely specimen you see before you. And just in time for Easter!
So I snapped a few of my own photos on a walkabout of the house (the best I could do given I was still in my pyjamas).
Mmm . . . fruit salad. Yummy, yummy. You gots to sing the song when you make fruit salad.
Then I chopped up leeks and played with them. I love how they form little Leaning Towers of Pisa when I clean the little slices!
Happy Sunday, friends!