Sunday, January 22, 2006


Thumbelina and I are both sniffly. She's sleeping like a champ at night, but during the day, not so much. I feel like I'm trying to keep my head above water, literally. I pop online for three minutes here, two there and check blogs that I read to see if they're updated, and then she's up and screaming so I have to stand up and hold her over my shoulder, just like I did with Princess when she was colicky.
So obviously, I still have one and one quarter sleeves done, and not much else.
Oh, and I chopped my hair off yesterday, and it's now styled in what the Princess has termed, "Crazy Red Mommy Hair." She thinks it's cool.

Monday, January 16, 2006

One sleeve down

Two inches done on the other one. I wanted to be able to see the light at the end of the tunnel so instead of casting on for the body of the cardigan, I started with the sleeves.
Is that so wrong?
Love the Knitpicks Elegance. It knits like a dream, shows detail evenly...cables look great. Love it. Hope it washes decently.
The baby calls....

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

I Ain't as Good as I Once Was

That yarn came and it's beautiful, people. THe grass green is lovely, more of an avocado really, and not at all vomitrocious. The Shine is a very pretty purply rose pink, and the Andean Silk in Sangria, well, I had purchased some for my SP awhile back and was craving it for months now. It knits like a dream, but unfortunately, I don't.
Why is it that the simplest of patterns is kicking my hiney right now? Baby Thumbelina's sleeping up to 5 hours at night, so I have no excuse...must be my hormones returning to normal...yeah, that's it. I started the corset and put it aside after frogging it three times because I didn't read the chart. I just kind of set off doing what I thought the chart read, and then realized that I was supposed to repeat row 1 for rows 3 and 5 as well...duh. I then must have missed a YO on row 5 because row 6 was short a stitch, or so I thought. I frogged, reknit, and realized I was counting wrong. Nice.
So. I started the cardigan in alpaca without glitter, here in the Elegance, and it's lovely. Good thing there's a lot of stockinette. It will give my brain time to heal.

Friday, January 06, 2006

Waiting on yarn...

While my dear mother was visiting this past week, she offered to go with me to the LYS and buy me birthday yarn. Yes, my birthday isn't until the end of the month, but it was the shared experience of shopping for the birthday yarn that we wanted.
As usual, however, this store didn't have enough of the Suri Merino I wanted for my Drops Cardigan with Glitter, so I was foiled. Mom ended up writing me a check and I ordered some goodies from KnitPicks instead. I bought two hanks of merino laceweight in Vineyard, some Andean Silk in Sangria for the Silk Corset, and I went with Elegance in lettuce (I think that's what it was) for the alpaca cardigan with glitter. I'm hoping it's not too evil a green, although I can usually wear the most putrid of green shades due to my hair and pink complexion. I just can't wear much of anything else.
I also picked up some Shine in Orchid, which is a color I don't ordinarily wear but I thought it was lovely. I hope it's fairly true to the website and catalog (wishful thinking, I know) as I sat here with both looking back and forth trying to make the decision. I'm making a lace camisole from the Spring '05 Vogue that was originally written for Anny Blatt's Kampur Silk~at $19 a skein. If it doesn't work out I'll be using it for Picovoli or something.
Can't wait to see my UPS man.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Put this in the "Things I should not be allowed to do" file

This goes in that category, certainly.
While wrestling the boys up the stairs for naps today, I thought I'd be clever ("'My, what a multi-tasker that Knitting Woman is'...I can hear them now!", I thought) and start the sterilize cycle for the bottles. I also put a pan of hot water on the stove to boil as I'm really new to this formula thing and I'm not sure whether I have to boil it first or not....anyway, that was the problem.
Multi-tasking. What ever made us think we had to do more than one thing at a time anyway? Isn't the world rushed enough? I feel so horrible that I'm contributing to that.
Turns out I'm not very good at it anyway. I got up to change the baby's diaper and smelled a funny smell. I peeked in on Bobo, who always has to poop three seconds before he falls asleep, and sure enough, he had 'llluck', as he calls it.
But no. That wasn't the smell. I flew down the stairs, dreading the thought of my rangetop in flames.
Yes, I boiled my dern pan dry. Amazing that I didn't catch the kitchen on fire, really, as I'm about as air-headed as I can be right now.
Somebody save me from myself.