Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Long post-- a lot happens in a week.
I will start with the story of "How Our Family Ruined Easter."
On Easter Sunday, we took Sam to a local park. We were the only ones there. Sam was running around, in his adorable toddler way, and stumbled across a brighly colored egg.
Oh, thought we... this particular park must have hosted an Easter Egg hunt the day before... and the Christian children must have missed one. So Sam picked up the egg, and played with it... and threw it (cracking the shell)... and retrieved it... and threw it again... until he was distracted by another brightly colored egg.
Although the egg seemed to be in an obvious place, we assumed it was another leftover from the egg hunt... and as Sam continued to explore, we came across nearly a dozen eggs...
Fast forward a few minutes to a minivan pulling into the parking lot, releasing three excited children with empty Easter Baskets. "Where should we look, Daddy!?!" they cried excitedly. "Oh shit," thought we, sheepishly.
Fortunately, by this point, Sam had grown tired of playing with the eggs, and had tossed them back into various places around the park... so the kids got to find them, although the parents looked a bit perplexed that all the eggs were moved and broken. We apologized to the family... but how were we supposed to know that these were someone else's eggs??? What's the significance of eggs for Easter anyway?
What? This is supposed to be about knitting? Fine.
I knitted a sock. It was going to be for Jonathan. After I passed the point where it is too big for my foot, Jonathan decided that it was a little bit feminine for him... so it will be for one of my Boobfriends. Not sure who yet-- I asked them all for shoe sizes-- as they say, "if the sock fits..."
I made a smaller version for Sam, who doesn't seem bothered by the feminine nature of the sock. He liked his one sock, and wore it all morning. Then he pooped. A lot. He hates having his diaper changed... and was kicking frantically during the diaper change process... squish... needless to say, that single tiny sock is now in the washing machine.
I have the baby sweater almost finished. I almost finished it at Knit Wits (also known as me, Sue & Carriellen hanging out knitting)... and haven't worked on it since, but here it is.
And I leave you with a public service announcement. If you are going to take pictures of your child in the kitchen, be aware of anything you may have spelled with the alphabet magnets on the refrigerator, and consider whether this makes an appropriate backdrop for a smiling toddler.
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I will start with the story of "How Our Family Ruined Easter."
On Easter Sunday, we took Sam to a local park. We were the only ones there. Sam was running around, in his adorable toddler way, and stumbled across a brighly colored egg.
Oh, thought we... this particular park must have hosted an Easter Egg hunt the day before... and the Christian children must have missed one. So Sam picked up the egg, and played with it... and threw it (cracking the shell)... and retrieved it... and threw it again... until he was distracted by another brightly colored egg.
Although the egg seemed to be in an obvious place, we assumed it was another leftover from the egg hunt... and as Sam continued to explore, we came across nearly a dozen eggs...
Fast forward a few minutes to a minivan pulling into the parking lot, releasing three excited children with empty Easter Baskets. "Where should we look, Daddy!?!" they cried excitedly. "Oh shit," thought we, sheepishly.
Fortunately, by this point, Sam had grown tired of playing with the eggs, and had tossed them back into various places around the park... so the kids got to find them, although the parents looked a bit perplexed that all the eggs were moved and broken. We apologized to the family... but how were we supposed to know that these were someone else's eggs??? What's the significance of eggs for Easter anyway?
What? This is supposed to be about knitting? Fine.
I knitted a sock. It was going to be for Jonathan. After I passed the point where it is too big for my foot, Jonathan decided that it was a little bit feminine for him... so it will be for one of my Boobfriends. Not sure who yet-- I asked them all for shoe sizes-- as they say, "if the sock fits..."
I made a smaller version for Sam, who doesn't seem bothered by the feminine nature of the sock. He liked his one sock, and wore it all morning. Then he pooped. A lot. He hates having his diaper changed... and was kicking frantically during the diaper change process... squish... needless to say, that single tiny sock is now in the washing machine.
I have the baby sweater almost finished. I almost finished it at Knit Wits (also known as me, Sue & Carriellen hanging out knitting)... and haven't worked on it since, but here it is.
And I leave you with a public service announcement. If you are going to take pictures of your child in the kitchen, be aware of anything you may have spelled with the alphabet magnets on the refrigerator, and consider whether this makes an appropriate backdrop for a smiling toddler.
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
In case you were wondering... you are not allowed to bring knitting needles of any kind into the Middlesex County Courthouse. Yep... nabbed at the metal detector... twice.
The first time I went through, the nice officer commented that I had a pair of scissors in my bag that would not be allowed in. He said that they had to be out of the building. I was heading back to put them in my car (3 blocks away), and saw a post office across the street... so I went in there and mailed them to myself.
Then, I came back in... and now the officer picked out my knitting needles. They were size 2 circulars... hardly deadly weapons... but after a small conference with 2 other officers, it was determined that since they "came to a point" they would not be allowed (C'mon... I'm knitting a SOCK here... how dangerous can I be?) So I hiked back to the car and left my knitting in the trunk (with my parking lot ticket, which I therefore did not get validated, and I had to pay to park)
I might have been the only person in the county looking forward to jury duty--- hey, someone was going to pay me $5.00 to sit in a room and knit? I was crushed.
However, I would not have had much knitting time anyway... they were short on jurors, and I immediately got called for a case. The judge estimated the case would take 2 to 3 weeks-- as a small business owner, I pleaded financial hardship, and was excused.
Within 5 minutes, I was called for another case, and selected for the jury. It was really an interesting process. I enjoyed the court case-- especially interested in the treatment of doctors as witnesses-- and was glad they allowed all of us to deliberate, instead of excluding alternates. What a fascinating study of human nature and group dynamics. Really very cool.
So next time, in 3+ years, I will again look forward to jury duty (and will bring a plastic crochet hook just in case).
I'm working on a baby sweater with the new yarn from the Woolly Lamb... it's from the Rowan Pipsqueaks book-- I think the pattern is called "Pumpkin"
I've done the front & back and am working on the sleeves... should be ready for assembly soon!
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The first time I went through, the nice officer commented that I had a pair of scissors in my bag that would not be allowed in. He said that they had to be out of the building. I was heading back to put them in my car (3 blocks away), and saw a post office across the street... so I went in there and mailed them to myself.
Then, I came back in... and now the officer picked out my knitting needles. They were size 2 circulars... hardly deadly weapons... but after a small conference with 2 other officers, it was determined that since they "came to a point" they would not be allowed (C'mon... I'm knitting a SOCK here... how dangerous can I be?) So I hiked back to the car and left my knitting in the trunk (with my parking lot ticket, which I therefore did not get validated, and I had to pay to park)
I might have been the only person in the county looking forward to jury duty--- hey, someone was going to pay me $5.00 to sit in a room and knit? I was crushed.
However, I would not have had much knitting time anyway... they were short on jurors, and I immediately got called for a case. The judge estimated the case would take 2 to 3 weeks-- as a small business owner, I pleaded financial hardship, and was excused.
Within 5 minutes, I was called for another case, and selected for the jury. It was really an interesting process. I enjoyed the court case-- especially interested in the treatment of doctors as witnesses-- and was glad they allowed all of us to deliberate, instead of excluding alternates. What a fascinating study of human nature and group dynamics. Really very cool.
So next time, in 3+ years, I will again look forward to jury duty (and will bring a plastic crochet hook just in case).
I'm working on a baby sweater with the new yarn from the Woolly Lamb... it's from the Rowan Pipsqueaks book-- I think the pattern is called "Pumpkin"
I've done the front & back and am working on the sleeves... should be ready for assembly soon!
Sunday, March 20, 2005
Yes... there has been a serious lack of blogging... but not for lack of knitting!
I finished the Broadripple socks, and immediately wore them.
They are a tad narrow. If they don't fit after I wash them, I will send them to my friend Kim, who has the same size feet I do, but tiny legs and ankles.
I immediately started a new pair of socks (no photo yet) with yarn I bought in Toronto.
THEN... although April 1st is still 2 weeks away, I decided it was time to end the yarn diet. See, I have jury duty tomorrow, and needed a good jury duty project... and then we have KnitWits next Saturday... and Stitch & Chat the following Sunday. I figured it was time. So yesterday, Sue, Carriellen & I took a trip to The Woolly Lamb down in Pennington. I got 2 summer yarns-- will post photos later-- but both will make nice baby gifts-- I figure someone has to have a girl eventually!
On the way to the Woolly Lamb, we dropped Sam off with Jonathan... and mentioned to Jonathan's boss that we were going yarn shopping. She excitedly asked if we had heard that Glenmarle Woolworks was having a big sale (we hadn't heard)... so we made it a point to stop there on the way home. I didn't buy any more yarn, but did get a Rowan pattern book (it's in my car and I can't remember which at the moment) and came home and started a sweater from the book in one of the new yarns.
After all that, I will probably bring my sock to jury duty (I'm working on the foot)... do you think they let you knit if you get picked for a trial? "Excuse me, your honor, can you repeat that key piece of evidence please... I was counting."
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I finished the Broadripple socks, and immediately wore them.
They are a tad narrow. If they don't fit after I wash them, I will send them to my friend Kim, who has the same size feet I do, but tiny legs and ankles.
I immediately started a new pair of socks (no photo yet) with yarn I bought in Toronto.
THEN... although April 1st is still 2 weeks away, I decided it was time to end the yarn diet. See, I have jury duty tomorrow, and needed a good jury duty project... and then we have KnitWits next Saturday... and Stitch & Chat the following Sunday. I figured it was time. So yesterday, Sue, Carriellen & I took a trip to The Woolly Lamb down in Pennington. I got 2 summer yarns-- will post photos later-- but both will make nice baby gifts-- I figure someone has to have a girl eventually!
On the way to the Woolly Lamb, we dropped Sam off with Jonathan... and mentioned to Jonathan's boss that we were going yarn shopping. She excitedly asked if we had heard that Glenmarle Woolworks was having a big sale (we hadn't heard)... so we made it a point to stop there on the way home. I didn't buy any more yarn, but did get a Rowan pattern book (it's in my car and I can't remember which at the moment) and came home and started a sweater from the book in one of the new yarns.
After all that, I will probably bring my sock to jury duty (I'm working on the foot)... do you think they let you knit if you get picked for a trial? "Excuse me, your honor, can you repeat that key piece of evidence please... I was counting."
Sunday, March 06, 2005
With the leftover yarn from Sam's sweater, I made a matching ball.
What? Your kids don't have knitted balls to match every sweater?
Then, I fully intended to go back to the Broadripple sock. I'm in the middle of knitting the heel flap... but Sue was over, and the Apprentice was coming on, and I didn't feel like turning the heel and picking up the stitches were good TV knitting... and the pink Microspun was just sitting on the shelf looking at me... so it became this:
Another Aran Watch Cap. This fits around my head, but is short on height. I think it would work for a younger person. Good thing I have no idea who I made it for.
Now I'm really going back to the sock... but I do need another project going. I think I need to do some baby things-- I have 2 sets of friends waiting for adoptive babies, so I'm not going to have much notice on those... and my college roommate is pregnant... so I'm thinking about some gift knitting.
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What? Your kids don't have knitted balls to match every sweater?
Then, I fully intended to go back to the Broadripple sock. I'm in the middle of knitting the heel flap... but Sue was over, and the Apprentice was coming on, and I didn't feel like turning the heel and picking up the stitches were good TV knitting... and the pink Microspun was just sitting on the shelf looking at me... so it became this:
Another Aran Watch Cap. This fits around my head, but is short on height. I think it would work for a younger person. Good thing I have no idea who I made it for.
Now I'm really going back to the sock... but I do need another project going. I think I need to do some baby things-- I have 2 sets of friends waiting for adoptive babies, so I'm not going to have much notice on those... and my college roommate is pregnant... so I'm thinking about some gift knitting.
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
Gotta love it!
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Tuesday, March 01, 2005
February's over, and my February Fix-It is Fixed!
(I would have finished last night, but for no apparent reason, I decided to knit a fingerless mitt instead.)
Anyway, I ended up with yarn to spare. In retrospect, the sleeves could have been a little bigger, and the neck should have been a little wider... but I'm over it already. I am hoping that it will fit Sam for at least a few days, before he grows out of it.
Okay, that's it... gotta go back to watch Rob & Ambuh kick butt on Amazing Race!
Happy Tuesday.
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(I would have finished last night, but for no apparent reason, I decided to knit a fingerless mitt instead.)
Anyway, I ended up with yarn to spare. In retrospect, the sleeves could have been a little bigger, and the neck should have been a little wider... but I'm over it already. I am hoping that it will fit Sam for at least a few days, before he grows out of it.
Okay, that's it... gotta go back to watch Rob & Ambuh kick butt on Amazing Race!
Happy Tuesday.
