Friday, June 03, 2005

One week has passed and I've cast on almost two projects (one being the Mystery Stole Along from Melanie, which I will be casting on after this post) and a pair of socks in my own (ugly) hand-dyed superwash. The ugliness will be remedied after the socks are knit; some turquoise dye should take care of it nicely. So two projects is showing restraint. Or rather, it would be, if I planned to stop there. See, I have two more sock patterns in the wings (one for my husband's first hand-knit pair), and I've bought the needles and balled the (hand-spun) yarn for my first moebius scarf, too. My excuse (if I really needed one) would be that they are all quick-finish projects. Oh yes... I'll be making a wristband or two, as well, from leftovers. And a skull-and-crossbones tank of my own design. Ahem. Restraint. Yes.

Thursday, May 26, 2005

Yikes.... using my husband's computer and didn't think I could remember my login info for a minute there. My 'puter is temporarily dead, and until I can resurrect it, I am sharing with a guy who really likes his online time.

As for actual fiber content.... I have been finishing up ufo's and it feels oh, so good.

All right, short and sweet, time to go!

Monday, May 23, 2005

Holy Baloney. I only have two projects on the needles, and one is a prayer shawl and so doesn't count. According to my own personal limits that I set, for my peace of mind, I can cast on TWO more projects. Yeehaw! Now, to just decide what I want those to be. Thanks to Christine, I'm thinking socks will be one. The other one, well, I have two things I want to choose between, but one will be an original design that will require swatching of yarn I don't even have yet, and the other requires using yarn that is waiting to be spun. So. Maybe I will just stick to socks and spinning my little heart out. I will be spinning this, just as soon as I finish up a couple of other skeins. Ahem.

Sunday, May 22, 2005

All right. I really need to buckle down and get this blog seriously going. I love to share my projects, and being so far away from my lovely lys makes it difficult. Now I have cyber-friends, and I want to share. So. A few minutes a day is all it takes. Well, a digital camera would be nice, too.

Friday, December 17, 2004

Oh, the joy. I finished my data entry tonight, four whole days before it was due. And then, wonder of wonders, after the kids were asleep, I repaired the lace stole. It took planning, patience and a determination to stay up until it was fixed. I placed a marker at the stitches that I knew were ok, then I carefully unknitted, row by row, following the thread and writing down which rows I had tinked. Finally, after only having to undo three-and-a-half rows, I had it back to a workable state again. I am proud enough to bust. And relieved as hell.

Thursday, December 16, 2004

I want to cry. I really, really want to cry. My mother's stole, the lace one I was making for her for Christmas. The one with over 300 rows, and I had less than 25 rows left. It's now the one that one of my children was playing with when I foolishly left it on the sofa and went upstair. It's now the stole in which several stitches have dropped an undeterminable amount of rows, and I'm not even sure how to fix it. Today is December 16. I have 8 days to figure out what to do, and to still finish my sister's gift, which is not even halfway completed. Add to that the inventory data entry that I'm doing for Joan at Heritage, due on the 20th, the freelance illustration work that I'm doing for another friend, the housework that is rapidly piling up, the holiday visits, a sister-in-law's graduation, and the aforementioned two children and... well... yeah. Life is sucking pretty hard right now. I have no money to buy my mother a present. This was all I had.

Saturday, December 04, 2004

Auughhh! So many projects, so much work (which should be a good thing, right?), so much spinny-headedness and far too little time. I want to knit, knit, knit and spin, spin, spin. But first, I have to debug, debug, debug whatever is keeping Pagemaker from making a damn ps file, and I have to do some data entry, and some illustration. And I wish the kids would GO TO SLEEP ALREADY!

Sigh. Venting is never as helpful as I'd like to think. Anyhow. Mom's shawl is coming along. I have a handspun, hand-knit alpaca hat for my daddy. My sister will be getting a hand-dyed wrap if I can avoid sleeping for the next few weeks. I do so wish I had a good camera and a web domain (that's another bitchy story entirely) so that I could show you what I'm doing.

Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out. This too, shall pass.