Sunday, October 25, 2015

Just Showing Off

I know I already blogged about the Cat's Cradle crocheted tunic, but Natalie took such a great photo of the tunic I had to show it off.

Saturday, October 24, 2015


Last year if I saw one Disney Princess costume, I saw 100.  Little girls and a few boys wanted to be Elsa, Snow White, Jasmine, or Cinderella.  Who I am I to throw metaphoric stones about the state of feminism in a 5 year old.  In 1971 I had the good fortune to live out my dream of being Cinderella in a hand me down costume.  I remember thinking that mask made me look just like the princess du jour.  After that Halloween I would ask to wear the costume again, but with some kind of evil magic it disappeared.  However, just once I had the thrill of being a bona fide Disney princess.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Cat's Cradle or More Crochet then I can Stand

About a year ago I started on a quest to improve my crochet skills.  I wanted to get better at hooking, you know what I mean.  Sometimes when you knit it helps to be able to incorporate crochet to be a more versatile fibernista.  And I did use skills I learned on the crochet afghan to finish the building block blanket for Natalie.  I am not regretting spending more time in the land of crochet, but while I am crocheting I am longing for my knitting bag sitting so lonely on the corner of the futon.  You would think after the afghan I would throw away my hooks and cast on some dramatic knitting project and never look back.  You would think that.

Try not to notice the spiderish shapes on the tunic
However, I still wanted to crochet myself some crazy tunic to wear over a turtle neck or something like that.  Well, the something like that turned out to be the Cat's Cradle 2 by Doris Chen.  I promised myself I would only join the crochet along if I could find the yarn in my stash.  I found I did not have enough of one color, so I added another color for the trim and just like that I was in another crochet along.  As always I was compelled by that inner product knitter to crochet my tunic up as soon as possible and with miles of chain stitches behind me, I finished.  I even made it point to flaunt my project at a craft fair and a party all in the same day. 

Hooking under a "Sale" sign
Now, I am saying this to you and anyone else who is listening, I done hooking for awhile, Christmas knitting is awaits me.

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Rainbow Knitting

2 Washcloths and a Hand Towel

After the history making Supreme Court ruling on marriage equality, I felt driven to knit up some rainbow themed coasters.  As you can guess coasters do not take a significant amount of yarn.  After 4 coasters I found myself with a bag full of unused rainbow hued, cotton yarn. About the same time one of my straight, not narrow friends gave us rainbow beach towels for the new house.  With yarn in hand, I thought I should knit some linens to match.  A hand towel and two washcloths later, I still find myself with some extra yarn.  However, I am very pleased with my triple rainbow accomplishments fancying up the bathroom on the second floor. 

Washcloth Matching the Rainbow Towel

Coaster that Launched Half a Dozen More Projects

Sunday, September 6, 2015

Open House

As I have said we have moved and it was hard.  Early on in this process we started telling people, "Oh yeah and we will have a big open house."  Well today we had to do just that have the much promised open house.  I wanted to do it a little fancy and send out invitations with a photo of us on the front.  With help from my sister we did just that.

We opened our door and hoped for a good turn out, and we were not disappointed.  You came with gifts of plants, flowers, food, and knitted things.  You came with smiles and good wishes.  You came and filled our home with love and joy.  You saw our new home on its best day and listened to our stories of all the work that went into the house.  Thank you so much and know we were overwhelmed by the out pouring of excitement and generosity.  We are so lucky to know so many wonderful and kind people.
Sadly, some of you could not make it, we missed you, but we understand life is full of many things and sometimes there is not enough hours in the day to do everything.  Also, some of you live far and away from us.  However, you are always welcomed in our home and we look forward to giving you a tour of the new digs.  Sadly, I can say you missed some amazing almond butter cake made by my beautiful wife.  I cannot promise we will have that in abundance for your visit. 
As always, thank you for all the support in the last year, your kindness and patience with us is much appreciated.

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Finishing the Building Block Blanket & a Tunic Too!

Call me the queen of finished projects!

First I finished my building block blanket.  You know the one Natalie and I worked on in 2014?  I crocheted the blocks together and then did an awesome crochet border.  So happy to call it done!

And then I finished a cotton tunic with sleeves!  Trying to impress you by adding the "with sleeves."  However, because the tunic was cotton, I kind of sucked at sewing the sleeves.  Also, once again I forgot my 3X body has almost non-existent shoulders.  Even with my I-cord edging I am still looking at a droopy neckline.  When will I learn to go down a couple sizes at the very top.  Better luck next time, because done is DONE!

Monday, August 17, 2015

Public Service Announcement About Sticky Fly Traps

Over the weekend we bought these sticky fly traps to help us with the mosquitoes which are eating us alive in the back yard.  We have a drain under the back porch and we have been pouring some chemicals in the drain to kill the evil little bugs, but still they are still thick.  We thought that these traps would help.  However, after 24 hours the only thing it caught was one large woman.  I was trying to unstick a wind sock, which got caught on the trap, and in the process the trap got stuck to my arm.  When I pulled it off my arm it flipped back and hit me in the chin and then landed on my shirt.  It took some effort to remove the damn thing from my shirt.  It took even more effort to remove the sticky residue from my person.  When I poked the now destroyed fly trap, stuck to the patio, not a bug was on it.  Apparently, it was designed to trap silly, middle-aged, lesbians.