January 31, 2007
· Filed under Knitting, Random Pics, Spinning
January 30, 2007
· Filed under Knitting, Random Pics, Spinning
I clearly lost my mind on Saturday.
Close ups and descriptions tomorrow. My head is still spinning. No pun intended.
January 29, 2007
· Filed under Knitting, Random Pics, Sachi's Purls, Spinning
That’s right, boys and girls. Janel and I met Stephanie Pearl-McPhee. I did not throw myself upon her feet and kiss her hand-knit socks, as my mother had hoped I would. (She sees nothing wrong with having a full on freak-out fest in front of celebrities.) I did not trip over something as I was saying hello. I did not accidentally spit on her (or myself for that matter) when speaking with her.
I did not pass out. I don’t think I flushed and turned red until after she was gone. I don’t look red in the picture anyhow. I didn’t frighten her with my over-exuberent “HI!!!!!” when I spotted her. I did not tackle her and frisk her for yarn. There are a million things, all of which involve me looking like a complete moron, that I did not do.
What I DID do however, was give her pearl, crystal and silver stitch markers as I had hoped I would be able. She was kind and accepted them with a “thank you” and was on her merry way. I hope I got the words I intended out of my mouth. To me, as I spoke, it pretty much sounded like, “Dur, dur dur dur duh dur duh.” What I hope I said was “Thank you for sharing so much of yourself with others. You were instrumental in fanning the flames of my already-growing knitting obsession. You’re a kind and giving woman for devoting so much of your time to your fans as well as to wonderful charities. Thank you from, one humble knitter to her knitting hero.”
Did I mention that it sounded like I just said, “Dur…” a whole bunch and then drooled on myself?
Thank you, to the wonderful lady who took this photograph. I’m afraid that I was so damned star-struck that, even though I talked to you a lot on Saturday and stared at your name tag half a million times, I’ve forgotten your name. It’s on the tip of my mind but I can’t find it. Please leave me a comment or drop me an email so that I can find you again. Thank you!
Oh, BTW, Stephanie… Toronto does have a football team. Who knew?
January 26, 2007
· Filed under Knitting, Random Pics, Sachi's Purls
I’m so proud of me. These are freshwater pearls, Swar*vski crysal and sterling silver.
My plan is to sneak a set to the Yarn Harlot on Saturday. She’s been such an inspiration to me (without knowing me) and I want her to know. I’m sure she receives loads and loads of gifts from people and she won’t remember my name or face past five minutes but it will make me feel good that I’ve done a little something to give back a little of what she gives to all of us.
January 25, 2007
· Filed under Random Pics
January 24, 2007
· Filed under Finished Objects, Knitting, Random Pics
I’m a joiner.
Project: Silk Garden Beanie
Yarn: Noro Silk Garden, color #86
Poodle: Camus
This is also your first pic of my new, short hair. Note all the somewhat undesirable wavy going on there.
January 23, 2007
· Filed under Random Pics, That's Life
As a little follow-up to yesterday’s post, I don’t have just one bald eagle. I have three. Two adults and one juvenile. Here are the two adults. Can you see them? The juvenile is sort of finding his territory and we don’t see him much. He doesn’t yet have a bald head.
Venti is unimpressed and claims the kitty bed as her perch.
January 22, 2007
· Filed under Random Pics, That's Life
First, Stacey, if you’re out there and you wanted a copy of the first chapter of Friday Night Knitting Club, drop me an email. I can’t figure out how to get a hold of you. We now return you to your regularly scheduled blog-cast.
There are many things that I must get used to again, now that I’m home. First, there’s the snow. Of course I remember it and I seem to have adjusted rather well. I didn’t put my car in the ditch and I don’t remember being unbearably cold at any point as I remembered how to dress properly.
Next is the rain. I remember it as well and I say again, I haven’t put my car in a ditch. I deal with the wet just fine. I have a proper jacket and I’m never far from an umbrella, although I never use one.
Because of the extra moisture (not humidity, mind you… just some weird dew point stuff that I don’t understand), my hair is much curlier than normal. Er… it’s normal. I have come to the conclusion that my hair is curlier than it used to be. Only slightly, but enough to cause me some issues.
You see, I went out and got my hair cut yesterday… to get rid of all the damage I did when I dumped massive amounts of chemicals into it back in August and September. I got it cut in a way that I’ve done many times before, knowing that my hair will naturally do this cute flip thing. Only, it’s not doing the flip thing.
It’s curling or waving in ways that I can’t recall ever having to deal with. Not so much with the cute. Don’t worry. Pictures will come sooner or later.
Meanwhile, meet George. George lives in my back yard.
January 19, 2007
· Filed under Knitting
I was recently sent an advance copy of a book called Friday Night Knitting Club by Kate Jacobs. I was approached through my blog in the hopes, no doubt, that I would read the book and publish a review for the knit-blogging world to see. Since I’m thankful that the book wasn’t full of meaningless drivel and that it wasn’t torture to read, I am more than happy to write up a quick review.
I happen to be VERY picky about my choice of fiction. I adore all things sci-fi and fantasy but the stories must be epic. I was pleasantly surprised at how much I enjoyed this book. In the world of knitter’s fiction, let’s face it, there’s really only Debbie Macomber. I like Debbie Macomber, as a person. She’s a wonderfully sweet woman with a big heart. I was fortunate to have met her on a few occasions as I attended high school with her children. She’s a local hero here, in Port Orchard. I don’t, however, much enjoy her books. She’s just not my speed.
I’m pleased to report that Kate Jacobs does a great job of appealing to the younger knitter; the knitters who are making the largest impact on the fashion and social scenes today. The story centers around Georgia Walker, owner of “Walker and Daughter“, a cozy, friendly knitting shop in the Upper West Side of Manhattan. Georgia is a single mom of a blossoming daughter. She started her knitting career by doing commissioned pieces and later opened the shop while still working commissions on the side.
The club to which the book’s title refers is the unofficial group of regulars that happen to knit in the shop. The club later becomes official and, while there are other attendees from time to time, it’s pretty much the regulars that keep it going. Not much unlike the group I had the opportunity to be a part of in West Hollywood. It touches a little bit of home in my heart. It isn’t your grandmother’s knitting group. Let’s just say that this author isn’t afraid to swear.
Do I tell you that this is a brilliant book and the most wonderful thing I’ve ever read? No. Do I tell you that I enjoyed the heck out of myself reading it? Yes. I found myself unable to put the book down for the first 200 pages. Even then, I only put the book down because I’d fallen asleep with it on my chest at about 4:00 AM.
The publisher has sent me a handful of booklets which contain the first chapter. So I offer them to you. If you’d like to get a copy, please let me know. I distribute them with my blessing and I hope you put this book on your wish list.
January 18, 2007
· Filed under Random Pics, That's Life
I’m not kidding. I worked the 8:00 pm to 8:00 am shift lastnight. Hitched a ride home in a snow plow because it really wasn’t safe for me to drive. Now it’s nappy time for Sachi.
Here are some pics of the family enjoying the snow.
