Dead end.

I’m currently not packing for a weekend trip to Colorado. This trip will technically be five full days, I’m going to a convention that I’m really not all that interested in, and I have no other plans. I plugged those factors into my knitting calculator (available at most local yarn stores in the invisible-but-totally-necessary section) and the calculator replied that under these conditions, I should travel armed with at least five knitting projects. Which would normally be easy, as I have chronic cast-on-itis.

However, I’ve completely run out of knitting and crocheting mojo. Bullets:

  • I had the mojo once. I had a whole basket full of mojo.
  • I then got really into recycling yarn, which is very labor-intensive and time-consuming when you don’t own a swift. So I pushed the mojo to the side for the sake of the sweaters.
  • I started Frou Frou (ravelry link), and was loving it. I was doing it in the Oatmeal colorway of Lion Brand Fisherman’s Wool, which is the softest colorway of the bunch. And I love the drape of granite stitch on a large hook. I got through the back, sleeves, and one half of the front when I realized that the monster I was creating in no way resembled a sweater. If I attempted to seam it it would perhaps look like a sweater for an amputee in a distorted mirror if the person looking at it was polite. I knew my stitch count was off. I adjusted for it. I counted again and again. I want to rip the whole damn thing, divorce it, take all it’s money, and then cut the brake lines in it’s car.
  • I want to make this shawl (as inspired by Oiyi) with the red skein of Shetland that I dyed. But it’s too itchy. And to stiff? I don’t know.
  • I started some baby socks, which are a great pleasure to knit. But then I lost one of my four US size 1 dpn’s. You need at least four to make socks.
  • I’m working on some worsted-weight socks for me, but I would need my computer with me as I’m making huge modifications to the pattern and I don’t trust the modifications to be remembered or well documented with my phone or a notebook.

Dammit! I’m so frustrated by this. I brought some needlework, but I know that as soon as I get there I’ll get my mojo back. It’s been that kind of week. Screw it. I’m packing these things and making it work:

  • 2 sweaters to rip – both laceweight nylon/alpaca/wool blends.
  • 260 yards of vintage worsted weight bright yellow wool
  • The three leftover skeins of worsted weight hand-dyed shetland
  • One spool of size 20 crochet cotton
  • Two small skeins of worsted kitchen cotton
  • One skein laceweight wool
  • One skein Berroco Ultra Alpaca
  • One two three skeins of various variegated/self-striping sock yarn.
  • Two skeins of random wool/acrylic worsteds, one grey and one bright orange (hidden in my clothes bag because this is getting kind of ridiculous.
  • 101 Designer One-Skein Wonders and 101 Luxury One-Skein Wonders
  • Super Stitches Knitting (a stitch dictionary)
  • Crochet hooks: sizes N, I, H, G, 00, and 5
  • Dpn’s: 5 size US 7’s
  • Straights: US sizes 11, 10 1/2, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 4, 3, and 2.
  • Other essentials, such as a measuring tape and gauge/needle size calculator
  • I don’t have the awesomest circular collection, so I’ll maybe not bring any.
  • Also, I have some US 6 straights just sitting here, might as well bring them, too.

Wow. Sorry for this post. Terribly boring. I’ll let you know if I’ve run out of mojo permanently.

Oh. Also, we’re taking the Porsche. So I’ll let you know how on earth I fit all this damn yarn (which has no damn purpose) in the damn car. Thank goodness for cross stitch.

Conversations with my cat.

Me: “Winston, do you want to feel the baby kick?”
Winston: “If by ‘kick’ you mean ‘scratch mah belly’ then yes.”

Cherries aren’t very tasty.

We have a big magnificent perfect-for-climbing cherry tree in the back yard. In previous years we’ve slaved over this tree to earn a good harvest and I think that’s only worked … once? Like six years ago? There were always worms. So many worms.

This year, we completely ignored the tree. It doesn’t deserve our attention because it doesn’t treat us nicely. (Soon I’ll publish a children’s book about this to teach young girls about young boys. College students use metaphors.)

Since we stopped fawning over the tree, it realized that it has to pull it’s own weight, and this year we have an impressive harvest. Not very many birds, no worms at all (that I’ve seen), and the fruit is just beautiful. I haven’t seen any mutant cherry siamese-twins, which is nice because those are icky.

Then we realized that we don’t really like the taste of cherries. They’re actually kind of disappointing. Totally unacceptable!

I think I’m going to make this pie sometime this week, but if any of you a) have ideas about what I should do with the cherries, or b) want to come over and pick yourselves some free fruit, feel free to comment. With all the rain we’ve been having, I’m thinking cherry-time is only going to last another weekish. They’re at their reddest right this second.



Everything is thrifted

2nd visit to the chiropractor was today, and I feel much much better now. I got dressed yesterday as well, but it was basically the exact same outfit. The pendant is a sliced up geode. Because I’m from Utah, and we love our geodes.



Today makes 24 weeks! It isn’t much different than 23 weeks. But the baby weighs almost a pound and kicks all the time, and is about 8 1/2′ from crown to rump, if books are to be trusted.


Lovefest: Pastels, quotes, and a pregnant chick

As usual, the photos are the links.

I really love this. I want to get some white tights and find my missing oxford, and wear pretty dresses. Found at The Fashionist.

No picture for this one, but I love Gala Darling and I love Jonathan Safran Foer. Beautiful convergence here.

Coolest pregnancy photos ever! She’s over 30 weeks, now, but today marks the beginning of my 24th weeks. Found at Pacing the Panic Room via I *Heart* You.

Lovefest: Leethal, flowers, and a monster

As usual, the pictures are the links.

I kind of have a huge, long-lasting craft crush on Lee Meredith, also known as Leethal, of Do Stuff! Click the picture for a link to a post filled with the most amazing things. Seriously, every picture makes me die a little, it’s so good.

These light-bulb vases (found via Dollar Store Crafts, who found it via a couple other people) are so very lovely. However, since I live in a very Republican state, I’m afraid I can’t pull them off without being white trash. Screw it, I’m okay with that. We have scores of Hollyhocks in my yard, and they’re terribly difficult to display in vases, but these would be perfect.

Monsters are about the most fun things to sew. And this one (found via Dooce, who just had the baby this was intended for) is just delicious. I want to use it as inspiration to make one of my own, but I’m thinking it should be made of a patchwork fabric. And have a bow on it’s head. And a crocheted curly-que tail. I don’t know who made the monster, because Dooce’s post is more about the custom onesie.