I can’t get enough of this weather! I walked out to get the mail and we have flowers! (thank Manic-previous owner who planted random bulbs everywhere!)
It really was nice to take a break and smell the flowers! I’ve been swamped. We’re still power-washing the deck. Those damn HGTV shows would have you believe you can power wash an entire deck in a half hour. In real life, it’s far more work and there’s no sexy Canadian twins in sight! Man, do I feel cheated!
On top of that, the mom-thing is an excellent work out. I pretty much don’t stop from sun up to sun down. Today, I’ve got peas to mash:
…and rooms to reorganize. We got rid of some furniture and I’m all over the place. Where did I get all this crap!?
Did I mention I’m throwing a party for my parent’s wedding anniversary?! Pardon my language, but I am ass-deep in alligators! I’m not complaining, I like being busy. But just in case, I brought some flowers inside so that I can smell them on the fly!
I’m off! This post is brought to you by Caffeine. Keeping me moving since 9am this morning!
Remember the commissioned soakers I told you about? Well the friend I made them for sent me a picture of them in use!
Looks like they fit like a dream!
So at my volunteer gig this week, I was playing around with some old newspapers. Imagine my reaction when I found this ad:
OMG I have that yarn!! Remember when my good friend Elspeth gave me some yarn?! This ad was from 1948, with a little research, my Minerva yarn is probably from the 50′s or 60′s. I do have some hanks that are probably older, judging by how yarn was packaged back then! Way cool!!!
Apparently there were several shops that carried yarn in my town. It’s too bad they are all gone now.
Have a good weekend. We are power-washing this weekend. Keep your eyes peeled for some amazeballs before and after pics!
Finally got to whip out my prized ice cream maker to make some Froyo!
I just threw this recipe together with things I had around. I used a tub of plain greek yogurt, about a 1/3 cup of honey and a tablespoon of Vanilla extract.
After just a few minutes, it started to look like real Froyo!
Huh. Note to self, It’s hard to capture Froyo in progress. Anyway, I can’t wait until this sets up in the freezer and I can EAT ALL THE FROYO.
Happy Friday! I have family coming into town, so I’ll probably take the weekend off from blogging.
Lots to say today.
Yesterday was quite a day. I basically didn’t stop moving from the moment I woke up to the moment my head hit the pillow.
Dev and I loaded the car with the kiddos and all their accessories and we set off on an adventure. First we went to the yarn store (Hi Ann!!!) to get some yarn. I used a gift certificate so I didn’t break my Yarn diet. I went with some M.Tosh Dk in a colorway called “Whiskey Barrel”
It will be a sweater but who knows when I’ll cast on. For now, I shall love it and pet it and call it Yarn.
From the yarn store, Dev and I went on some recon. I’m not ready to share all the details, but we have a super exciting project coming up. It’s fiber related and it’s for a very good cause. Here’s a few shots from the location:
Keep your eyes peeled for more on this project later! The rest of the day was filled with more running around, going to knitting night and sorting through my latest Scentsy orders. So much to do, so little time.
I’ll leave you with a quickie FO. I knit these on Monday after a friend messaged me to say she needed a new pair. I haven’t done “commission” work in years and thankfully my mother was over handling the Spawnbeast.
In exchange for the soakers, she is giving me a box of fresh veggie from her farm. So excited for that!
Okay, time to return to mom duties!
First of all, I want to thank everyone for all the lovely messages I have received about my ruined sweater. I feel much better today and I am grateful for all the kind people who read and participate with this blog. I also want to thank everyone who has followed my social media accounts. Some days it is easier to post there then write a post here. You gals/guys are great!
Yesterday, I updated you on sewing the hexipuffs. Today I will show you the progress of my new modular endeavor: the sock yarn miter squares.
I usually get a square done a day. I steal a few stitches or rows when I can. Spawnbeast is on the cusp of being mobile on his own, so I am cherishing the quiet knitting time when I can get it. Knitting the squares is fun. It’s easy enough for TV knitting, yet involved enough to not be boring yet. And like some of my favorite followers have mentioned in the comments, not as fiddly as hexipuffs.
I’ll keep you posted!
Very sad news to report. I made a very stupid mistake last night and today, one of my beloved handknits is ruined…for adult wear.
Because this blog covers the funny, happy and the occasional negative side of crafting, here is my story. My sweater needed to be washed. I hand washed it and sat it aside to soak. I’ve done this numerous time without any issues but this time, I made a key mistake. After the soak, I usually wring or spin out all the water out and then let it dry. I then would put it in the dryer on ‘Air’ to fluff it up. I’ve done it so many times, I can’t count but this time I made a huge mistake. I was impatient and didn’t wait until it was dry enough. I put it on ‘air’ and then went to bed.
Imagine my horror when the husbeast brought up my sweater and said “your sweater looks funny.”
On the left: an adult sized sweater. On the right: my now ruined sweater
I feel stupid and I could just kick myself. My lovely sweater is now the size of a child’s jacket. I will put it aside and wait for Spawnbeast to grow into it but I am just heartbroken. I could blame my baby brain, but I am just sad. This is pain only a handcrafter can know.
Lesson learned: do not rush handknits! Life has been super busy lately and I learned the hard way that handknits can not be taken for granted.
Alas, I shall knit another sweater. One that is stronger and better and definitely made from super wash wool.
In other news, I’m making progress on the hexipuff sewing. I’m going to focus on this today to keep from myself from sweater-induced anguish.