Tuesday, September 18, 2012
I forgot there would still be a tiny new baby who would want to be held, nursed, changed, and bathed. I forgot there would be three meals a day to cook for children home on vacation, plus snacks, laundry, the finding of lost things, and the refereeing of fights. In short I forgot that life has a pesky way of eating up my paltry bit of free time and I don't have a full time nanny or personal chef. Oops!
Realizing these beautiful materials will still be staring me down through a long, cold New England Winter would in the past have been a reminder of knitting opportunities lost, but I'm trying to just be grateful for such an abundant stash. I'm telling myself this means I'll have less yarn to purchase next Spring....Yeah, I'm not buying that last part either.
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
This is a relatively easy task as he happens to be one of the most serene and easy going babies I've ever met, never mind given birth too. Maybe it's being the product of two experienced parents who spend much of our time together being generally serene and content. Maybe it's being blessed with so many hand knits at an early age. Either way, he's beautiful and mellow and worthy of the abundance of attention bestowed on him by all members of the household.
If I've been quiet here in recent months it's in large part due to my desire to not post until I've chipped away at my list of WIPs. That and the fact that I was newly married and taking part in blending a rather large family and moving house and having a baby. Or as a friend recently noted, basically cramming every trial by fire for a married couple into one year. Hey, we're late bloomers and time's a tickin'!
Sooo....what's off the needles? Let's start small. plain jane toe up socks based on Wendy Johnson's formula posted at the Wendy Knits blog. The most significant part of finishing these? They're all for me! I haven't knit socks for myself in about 5 years and I was only inspired to cast on these because I discovered a hole in the heel of my favorite pair. I also dyed the self-striping yarn myself using good ol' Koolaid and vinegar as a mordant and couldn't bear to part with it.
And then I finished Cobblestone for my husband. He immediately announced that I had finally presented him with his first sweater and we were at last officially married. As anyone familiar with "the sweater curse" can tell you, he's not that far off.
Last, but not least came phase 2 of conquering my fear of lace. I finished the Monkey Socks designed by Cookie A and available online at Knitty. I have for some reason been calling these Pomotamus Socks which is a completely different pattern. Sorry, mommy brain in effect. In fact I completed these in the hospital a day after giving birth. My husband joked that I would now have to go home a day early as I had run out of knitting. We laughed, but I was home in my own bed by the next morning, due in part to my aversion to hospitals and...I needed to cast on some new socks.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
|The Land of Lost Knits|
Two recent events have caused me to reconsider. First was my decision to cast on a pair of socks for a friend and let her know that some lovely, silky, stripey socks were forthcoming. Do you know what happens when I knit a pair of socks with even a flexible self-imposed deadline? I finish a pair of *$%# socks, That's what happens! Brilliant. The final confirmation came for me shortly after this...
|The most important work in progress|
|Sublime Yarns, Little Captain |
Cableman from book 8
Newly inspired I pulled out all those lingering FOs. I will finish these off one by one. I have declared socks and travel knitting exempt, but I will tackle the rest one at a time and I will take back the knits!!! In the spirit of a previous KAL (Knit Along) of several years ago, "Naked Sticks by 2006" I tried to come up with a catchy title for my belated New Years resolution, but the best I could do was "WIP it out in 2012" which, A) doesn't rhyme and B) runs the risk of attracting a very different following than the one intended. I guess I'm just going to put my head down and get this done. If you'll excuse me I must tend to my knitting.
|Vitamin D Cardigan in Elsebeth Lavold Silky Wool|
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
now, miraculously, finding myself in a happier place it’s time to review what we’ve learned class…
1. It’s a cliché, but it’s true, time goes faster as you get older.
2. Children have their own path in life which they generously let you be a part of for a time.
3. You never fully comprehend how horrible your circumstances have become until you come out the other side and look back on it from a safe place. This is probably for the best or you’d never find the strength to push on and get to aforementioned safe place.
4. If someone you love continually tells you in word and/or deed that you’re worthless and can’t do anything right, at some point in the journey, no matter how strong you think you are, you start to
5. If someone you love tells you you’re worthless and can’t do anything right it’s probably time to find someone else to love….like yourself.
6. Among friends and family who truly love you, no one will be harder on you than you. They
just sometimes have an easier time being honest with you than you do with yourself.
7. Sometimes when a wrecking ball hits your life it clears the way for something beyond your wildest dreams.
8. Men who know how to cook AND do laundry and are happy to do so without complaining or expecting a medal- They do exist.
9. It’s possible to love someone and wish them all the best and not particularly like them very much.
10. I have given more than I should have, put up with more than I care to admit, but received far more than I deserve. It all balances out in the end.
11. I am blessed.
12. I am blessed.
13. I am blessed.
Well that was heavy. Now that we’re all caught up, How about some knitting???
Saturday, June 26, 2010
I've been parenting for just under two decades, but T. Berry Brazelton doesn't tell you how to maintain a cheery, festive environment for the first Thanksgiving when Mommy and Daddy have two households. Or how to entertain yourself on weekends that the kids are away visiting aforementioned daddy and you finally have a few hours to fall apart in private and maybe squeeze in a pedicure.
I had a long list of parenting goals during my first pregnancy at the ripe old age of 21. Some were lofty and slightly unrealistic. My children would not eat Happy Meals. My children would not play with Barbies or war toys. My children would have days full of nurturing teaching moments and never get a sunburn or need stitches.
Nineteen years later my parenting goal boils down to, I will not arse this up! Once upon a time I met the babysitter with detailed lists of rules and regulations. Now on those rare occasions when I find a babysitter, I leave emergency contact info, a bedtime and the direction that I'd like everyone to still be alive when I return and not in need of therapy, babysitter included.
A friend of mine recently told me that her therapist was helping her get in touch with her "inner goddess." This is a working mother of three that seems to hold it all together with poise and enviable ease. All I could think is that the carrot of feminine goddess hood has been crammed down my throat. Maybe I need to get in touch with my inner humanity? Maybe I need to roll around in the dirty laundry which threatens to overtake me and eat a twinkie and trust that there are other women within primal screaming distance that work just as hard to create a sanctuary for the ones they love more than life in this glorious, all too human, domestic maze.
Thursday, April 03, 2008
Knitting blog? What knitting blog? I have a knitting blog??!
So I zipped over here to check my last posting date and was horrified to see "May 2007". I am dangerously close to one year with no posts, no pics, Nada.
The idea of covering everything I've done for a year is way too daunting, especially since it's all been lovingly cataloged over at Ravelry. Ah, Ravelry. Where I can search for a yarn in my stash and find page after page of patterns appropriate for it. Or better yet, new and ingenious modifications for patterns already on my shelves. *sigh*
Clearly, what little computer time I get has been eaten up by my new Ravelry obsession and if this is wrong, I don't want to be right. But the least I can do is offer an update from my last post. The somewhat cowl is frogged. I love this Andean Treasure yarn, but I know now from experience that 100% alpaca is deliciously soft to the hand, but itchy, itchy, itchy everywhere else. This is destined to be a cardigan at some future date.
The Greek Pullover is done, but no pics yet. I'll get right on it.
Marylin's not so shrunken cardi is done as well and it's by far a favorite. I love the Silky Tweed I knit it up in and would definitely use this yarn again. It wasn't the most exciting thing I've ever knit when it was on the needles, but it's a great, basic cardigan that I wear at least once a week. Again no pics of that. Sorry, I'll get right on it.
I do have a bonus FO. I finished Sahara.
I originally added short sleeves, but didn't like the way they flared out. I ripped them back and re knit the edging again with artyarns beaded silk. The body was knit in a Classic Elite cotton/tencel blend called Premiere. I knit the bottom edging in Premiere as well so I wouldn't end up with a big beige stripe across my hips.
Last, but not least, I'm still slogging through the Cathay Boat neck Aran. I say slogging, because the pattern requires more time and concentration than I can typically muster on any given day. How many years has it been on the needles now? 2? 3? I'm on the last sleeve and then I just have to knit up the neckline and seam. The only thing that keeps me going is seeing how beautiful it looks already in it's unfinished state. Well, that and Ravelry. Whenever I slow down I just log on and check out other Ravelers finished boat neck arans and take up my needles again.