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2/25/07
2/16/07
I did it!
I'm so excited!
With the help of the most awesome crochet tutor I managed to complete a real doily! My very first!
Thread is very intimidating to me and the very small hooks were almost impossible to see, add to that a pattern without row counts and I was completely lost and very close to throwing in the towel.
Enter Barb, my pal in Michigan from atmyhouse who volunteered to "help". Then the fun began we got together on yahoo messenger and she actually worked the pattern with me, counted the rows and made it possible for me to finish ( as well as catch a few boo-boos along the way and I only had to frog once :o)
It was like a true CAL (crochet-a-long) isn't that exciting?
Take a look at my finished piece, which is now on it'a way to Barb!!!
I know she'll appreciate it because she knows how hard I (we) worked and was so proud I finished! I hope she loves it and when she looks at it, remembers the fun we had!
Love ya Barb!!
2/15/07
Secret Buddy!
I participated in a "Secret Buddy" exchange. I received my package today!!
I was thrilled with all the goodies I received from this talented lady. I can't wait to find out who she is so I can really thank her!
My latest creation!
I finished the shawl for my atmyhouse exchange. It's done in Lion Suede prints "desert". The pattern was simple, and although the yarn itself wasn't easy to work with, it was well worth it!
I think it came out beautiful, it's so soft and really, in my opinion, perfect for all seasons.
I hope my partner likes it as much as I do :o)
Let me know what you think!
Sorry I forgot to mention this shawl worked up really quick! The pattern can be found here http://cache.lionbrand.com/patterns/clsu-shawl.html?noImages= and it only took 4 skeins of yarn and about 3 evenings to complete ( with many interuptions LOL).
How true, how true...
Erma Bombeck circa 1970
All Knotted Up? Just Try Knitting
I knit as if I am pitted against a Russian and the prize for finishing first is unclear control. I don’t communicate. I don’t take time out for frivolous things like eating and sleeping. I don’t cook and I don’t clean house. I just knit.The other week I saw instructions for a knitted dress that I couldn’t wear and couldn’t resist. I said to my daughter, “Would you like Mother to knit this dress for you?”“No,” she said, “it looks like a pencil wearing a turtle neck sweater.”“You’ll change your mind when its finished,” I insisted, and began to roll the yarn into a ball.I knitted in the mornings while the kids ate dry cereal and sang a cappella, “There’s Nothing to Wear.” I knitted afternoons right through the TV soap cycle. Marriages, divorces, miscarriages, rape, murder and other game shows could not deter me from my commitment. I knitted at nights. “Aren’t you coming to bed?” my husband yelled down the stairs.“Did Betsy Ross go to bed on the flag?” I yelled back. “Did Sophia Loren try to build Rome in a day? Did Nixon quit politics to sell Tupperware” I am fulfilling a woman’s need to be creative,” I shouted. My eyes rolled back until the whites showed, perspiration dripped down my cheeks, and my hands shook unsteadily.“Everyone needs an outlet of some kind away from the dreary routine of housework. This is my way of relaxing…do you hear me? RELAXING!” I sobbed hysterically into a sleeve.This week, the dress was finished. My daughter tried it on. “I was wrong,” she said. “It doesn’t look like a pencil wearing a turtle neck sweater. It looks like a turtle neck sweater wearing a pencil.”Silently, I put the dress on a hanger and exiled it to an end of my closet that I call Napoleon’s Elba. It hangs next to a baby sweater I knitted (size 38), an afghan with set-in short sleeves and a sweater with two neck openings.“Why do you waste money and effort on something that physically wrecks you?” nagged my husband. “Why do you make things that no one wears when you’re finished?” persisted my daughter. “Why do you do things that make you crabby?” piped in my sons.None of them understand. Knitting is like a love affair. It’s not fun if you have to explain what you’re doing.
courtesy of Pat Reece :o)
All Knotted Up? Just Try Knitting
I knit as if I am pitted against a Russian and the prize for finishing first is unclear control. I don’t communicate. I don’t take time out for frivolous things like eating and sleeping. I don’t cook and I don’t clean house. I just knit.The other week I saw instructions for a knitted dress that I couldn’t wear and couldn’t resist. I said to my daughter, “Would you like Mother to knit this dress for you?”“No,” she said, “it looks like a pencil wearing a turtle neck sweater.”“You’ll change your mind when its finished,” I insisted, and began to roll the yarn into a ball.I knitted in the mornings while the kids ate dry cereal and sang a cappella, “There’s Nothing to Wear.” I knitted afternoons right through the TV soap cycle. Marriages, divorces, miscarriages, rape, murder and other game shows could not deter me from my commitment. I knitted at nights. “Aren’t you coming to bed?” my husband yelled down the stairs.“Did Betsy Ross go to bed on the flag?” I yelled back. “Did Sophia Loren try to build Rome in a day? Did Nixon quit politics to sell Tupperware” I am fulfilling a woman’s need to be creative,” I shouted. My eyes rolled back until the whites showed, perspiration dripped down my cheeks, and my hands shook unsteadily.“Everyone needs an outlet of some kind away from the dreary routine of housework. This is my way of relaxing…do you hear me? RELAXING!” I sobbed hysterically into a sleeve.This week, the dress was finished. My daughter tried it on. “I was wrong,” she said. “It doesn’t look like a pencil wearing a turtle neck sweater. It looks like a turtle neck sweater wearing a pencil.”Silently, I put the dress on a hanger and exiled it to an end of my closet that I call Napoleon’s Elba. It hangs next to a baby sweater I knitted (size 38), an afghan with set-in short sleeves and a sweater with two neck openings.“Why do you waste money and effort on something that physically wrecks you?” nagged my husband. “Why do you make things that no one wears when you’re finished?” persisted my daughter. “Why do you do things that make you crabby?” piped in my sons.None of them understand. Knitting is like a love affair. It’s not fun if you have to explain what you’re doing.
courtesy of Pat Reece :o)
2/13/07
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