30 January 2006
Yarn Harlot is hosting a Knitting Olympics event. The idea is each contestant chooses a project that will challenge her, casts on during the Olympics opening ceremony, and finishes before the Olympics do. I won't be participating because I'll be in London for a chunk of that time, and because what should be 22 hours of perfect knitting time is ruined by the fact that Virgin does not allow knitting needles in carry-on luggage. I suppose this makes sense. We all know about the links between knitting and terrorism.
28 January 2006
26 January 2006
When I was a kid, my favorite candy bar was the Marathon Bar, a long, braided piece of chewy caramel covered in chocolate. No nougat nonsense. No nuts. Just caramelly, chocolatey goodness. I'd walk to the Plaid Pantry and buy one for a quarter, and then savor it slowly the whole way home. And then, at some point during my youth, Marathon Bars disappeared. Alas.
About two years ago, though, I discovered with much joy that Cadbury's makes a Marathon clone called the Curly Wurly. The problem is that they don't sell them in the United States, so you have to order them from companies that import candies or British foods. And during the warm months (which is a good part of the year here in the San Joaquin Valley) you can't order them at all, or else all you'd get would be a melted gooey mess. Plus, they're pricey--about $1.30 each plus shipping. And, of course, no immediate chocolate caramel gratification.
I was planning on importing some bars for myself when I go to London in a couple of weeks, but there's probably a limit on that. I can only imagine explaining to TSA offocials why I have a large hoard of candy bars in my suitcase. I'd probably end up on a list somewhere.
Last weekend we visited our nearest BevMo so that Dennis could stock up on beer for football-watching (on which I will comment, parenthetically, that if you have to get kinda buzzed to enjoy something, it's probably not that interesting to begin with). And there, to my great delight, was a whole box of Curly Wurlys (at $.99 each). I instantly snatched up 10 or so and tucked them into the cart behind the beer, where the prying eyes of small children wouldn't spy them. When I got them home, I spirited them away into the back of a cupboard, where I have been slowly doling them out to myself. In my defense, I have been sharing with Dennis, but maybe only because it's a lot harder to hide candy from him than the kids. The kids are perfectly satisfied with more common forms of junk, and we can save the Curly Wurlys for the more discerning adults. I'm just glad to have found a local source.
One problem: you can't knit and eat a Curly Wurly simultaneously.
23 January 2006
As promised, fresh off the needles...it's Knitted Sigmund!
I used the "Knit Your Own Rock Star Pattern" (Henry Rollins version) from Stitch 'n Bitch Nation as the body template. But the facial features and clothes design were my own creation. Siggy was a bit fiddly to make, mainly because of all the layers of clothes, but I did enjoy adding a pocket watch chain and, of course, the cigar.
18 January 2006
16 January 2006
The other day I completed a couple of felted vases. I really like the one on the left, which was made using two strands of Plymouth Galway (one red, one off-white) together. Nice and valentiney. The one on the right, however, felted oddly. It was made with Berroco Foliage. As my hubby commented when he caught sight of it drying in the bathroom, "What is that thing growing in there??"
But what to do with it? Seems a waste just to dump it. Then I turned it over to dry more thoroughly:
and inspiration struck. Hideous, malformed vase, but not a bad pincushion! So I'll just stuff some fiberfill inside, and pincushion it shall be. I may even pretend I meant it to be a pincushion. So there.
And no, this isn't the mystery project to which I alluded yesterday. That one's still in progress.
15 January 2006
Thing 1 models her new hoody. The yarn is the natural-colored wool from KnitPicks that she and I Kool-Aid dyed several months ago. She chose the colors herself. The pattern is from Sally Melville's The Purl Stitch. I think it turned out cute. I wish I'd made it a little longer. It's fine for now, but she grows so fast! Oh well, Thing 2 can inherit it later. I do like the way the yarn color worked out, and the whole thing still smells faintly of Kool-Aid, which isn't a bad thing. Now if she'll only wear it. Thing 1's thermostat is apparently set really high, and I have to argue with her to wear anything but a t-shirt on even the coldest days. Or maybe it's the perpetual motion that keeps her running warm.
14 January 2006
This is actually intended to become a felted vase thingy. But Thing 2 discovered it before I felted it, and for a while it got to be a hat.
Thing 2 pulled it over her own face, as you can see in the first picture. I had to persuade her to just wear it on top of her head. I'm not sure quite what she resembles in the first pic. A miniature bank robber in footy jammies? A rasta hostage? A very strange alien?
09 January 2006
The V&A site has other interesting knitting stuff, too, including patterns. Check out the Conrad gloves.
08 January 2006
07 January 2006
I found these barrettes in Berkeley today. Are they not just about the best barrettes in the whole world?? It's coincidence that Thing 2 was wearing red today, and that she had spent the whole day hanging with Dad, thus her generally disheveled appearance.
The new Magknits is up, with a children's theme. I find one of the patterns especially appealing, for reasons that will become obvious.
05 January 2006
04 January 2006
03 January 2006
Long before my kids were conceived, I knitted a bunch of stuff for my potential children-to-be. Most of it was baby stuff, and the real kids have now long since outgrown them. But a few were in larger sizes. This sweater was one of them, and it now fits Thing One nicely. The bright colors suit her, too. I have a new hoody for her on the needles now, made from the yarn we Kool-Aid dyed, but I still have a way to go on that one. So she'll have to be content with this sweater for a while.
Oh, and that's Ruthie eating breakfast in the background. And a changing table, which I am soooo looking forward to getting rid of, but Thing Two isn't quite ready to give up diapers yet.