Favrit Ant

Deer Ant Kim,


U r a good nitter!  and fast!  thank u for nu sno soots.

Look!  We r playing in sno togethr!

U r favrit ant.  We feel speshul.  We wil giv u egggs.

Luv,

Golda, Marge and Gloria

p.s. We lik cow buttens.  pleez eet mor beef.

Deer Ant Kim

Deer Ant Kim,

Kan u maak us a swetter sno soot? 

Gloria wont shar. 

Mom sed if we ask nislee u will nitt a sno soot for us.

p.s.  we lik chikin buttens too.

Luv,

Golda and Marge

An Animal Lover's Must See

Dear Mom,
I know I've already posted today, but I was just sent this and had to share it.

I love the voices they've given these animals. Very clever.
Love,
Kim

Flurries

Dear Mom,
One of the best things about being done with Christmas Knitting (or at least the have to's) is that when your friend GinaWhoCanParallelPark gives you a skein of to-die-for Tilli Tomas yarn you can stop everything and knit with it.
The yarn is called Flurries, which considering today's weather and last night's snowfall is totally appropriate.

After a very brief ravelry search- and can I interrupt myself here to say that after sheep and local yarn stores, ravelry may be the next best thing to happen to knitters?- I found this pattern. Perfect.

I cast on and finished the scarf in an evening, blocked it before I went to bed and woke up to this lovely scarf.
                                        
This yarn is embellished with glass beads. Just the sort of sparkle you see when the sun comes out after the snow storm.

I modified the pattern slightly to taper the ends to points. I preferred that to a blunt beginning and end. Other than that change, the pattern was easy to follow with both charted and written directions. Starting and finishing such a beautiful project in an evening is very satisfying.and I can't wait to wear my new scarf. I may just have to wear it today while I vacuum!
Love,
Kim

Snow Day

Dear Mom,

I've taken advantage of this snow day with the kids home to use my baker's helper (aka The Young Lady) and do some scone baking. We popped out 70 scones this morning. Yes. sev-en-teeee. Thank goodness for my convection oven. We made every variety we could think of and had the ingredients for: blueberry lemon, cranberry orange, butterscotch, chocolate chop, chocolate cherry, and cinnamon raisin. We made a small last batch with a butterscotch and chocolate chip combo that will stay here at home.

About half of the baskets have been delivered. When I had the brainstorm to do this today, I thought it would be the perfect day to catch everyone at home. Not so. For me days like this are the perfect excuse NOT to leave, but I obviously have neighbors with important things to do, 4-wheel drive vehicles and/or more courage than I have.

We put up our Christmas tree over the weekend. So far, except for one appealing ornament, Patsy has left the tree alone. I had visions of her dragging the tree OUT the dog door much like she has dragged sticks IN. The ornament in question has been relocated to a higher branch.

 Our string of lights is plugged into an extension cord that has an on/off switch. Instead of bending over to plug the cord in I can just tap the switch with my foot. Patsy witnessed me tapping the lights on to water the tree early Sunday morning. After emptying my watering can, I tapped the lights off. Patsy looked at the red button and used her big paw to tap the lights back on. I am considering teaching Miss Smarty Paws two new commands: Lights On! and Lights Off !

I somehow managed to get ahead and actually finish the important Christmas knitting. Now I'll have time to do some of those fun smaller Christmas knitting projects that I've been thinking about, but didn't dare hope to have the time for.

Like these- I really like this one.And this cute thing. And maybe some of these, and definitely some more fingerless mitts.
Love,
Kim

Grandpa's socks

Dear Mom,
A good friend just pointed out that I have a pattern published in the January 2011 issue of Creative Knitting magazine and haven't mentioned it. I guess it feels a bit anti-climactic to mention a sock pattern after having a design land on the cover.
Anyway, my Manly sock pattern "Grandpa's Socks" is right there on page 66. Instructions include a smaller lady like size, too.

photo courtesy DRG publications

Love,
Kim

Scones

Dear Mom,
Every year I agonize over what sort of baked goods to give my neighbors for Christmas. I can knit under pressure but cooking and baking under pressure doesn't work for me. Plus I am surrounded by good cooks. I cannot compete with their delicious cookies, candies and that mouth-watering spiced pumpkin nut bread that Michelle brings over every year. (There might be a cul-de-sac riot if Michelle did not make that bread.)
Finding the right recipe that is tasty/easy/holiday-ish but not a duplicate of what my neighbors are already baking has been my annual challenge. I even pressure myself further by feeling that I should have a "signature holiday treat" for my neighbors.

A few weeks ago I stumbled across this recipe for "Super Simple Scones" in the Harvest Kitchen Gooseberry Patch Cookbook. I have grown to love these cookbooks. They are full of recipe winners and completely support your theory that any cookbook that tells the name of the person contributing the recipe is bound to be filled with only the best recipes. Nobody wants their name associated with a bad recipe.
The Young Lady and I have given this recipe several test drives. We've made several variations and can think of more to try. We haven't had a bad scone yet.
This year my neighbors will be receiving a cloth-lined basket filled with a variety of scones. And if all goes as well as I hope it will, this may become our annual gift.

Super Simple Scones
makes 8

1 1/2 cups biscuit baking mix ( We used Bisquick)
3/4 c. whipping cream

Optional ingredients: orange zest, lemon zest, dried fruit, chocolate chips, cinnamon, etc.

That's it! Can you believe it!?

Place biscuit mix in a bowl and slowly stir in cream. Turn mixture our onto a floured surface and  knead in optional ingredients. Roll and shape into an 8- inch circle. Cut into 8 wedges. Bake on an ungreased baking sheet ( I always use a silpat) at 425 degrees for 8-10 minutes.

So far, my favorite combination of optional ingredients is the zest of 1 lemon and 6 oz dried blueberries.  The chocolate chip scones were gobbled up quickly and I was afraid there might be a fight over the butterscotch chip scones. We've also made cinnamon raisin scones, cranberry scones and a cranberry/orange zest combination.
The recipe is easily doubled. In fact, I think we've doubled it every time and divided the dough so we could make several combinations with one batch.

Love,
Kim

Another Cowl Catcher and a New Escape Route

Dear Mom,

During our Family Movie Marathon last night I was able to finish another Cowl Catcher. Successfully checking another gift off the list. Same yarn as yesterday's cowl, different color. Perfect buttons- purchased with the yarn at Mass Ave Knit Shop. (Wendy- Susan says Hi! and to stop by next time you are in town!)

This morning we discovered that Patsy, being the smart, clever girl we know she is, has made herself a new escape route.

The fence has been repaired. Despite this, I have to say that Patsy is doing very well on her new regime and we couldn't be more pleased. Every day is a bit better. And while I wish she would just stay put in the backyard, I don't blame her for wanting to occasionally go visit her backyard friends, Buddy and Simon.

Love,
Kim

One a Day

Dear Mom,
I was able to finish the Young Lady's North Porch hat in one day, but I do admit to nodding off over my knitting needles more than once on Wednesday night. Times like that I miss my Dr. Pepper habit.
Anyway, I got it done, the girl is happy and her head was warm. Now she wants fingerless mitts to match, but I told her she would have to wait til after Christmas for those.
Thursday required me to transport the Young Man downtown where he caught the Megabus with 9 of his fellow students and a teacher. They are attending a DECA conference in Chicago. My biggest concern was that I would not find a parking spot, but I thought it was my lucky day when we found an empty spot directly across the street from the bus stop AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, it was one that did not require me to parallel park. Because honestly, I would have continued to circle the block until the bus left if parallel parking was my only option. (I ignored the Young Man's suggestion that I just "drop him off". As if I would abandon my child with his duffel bag and backpack on a downtown sidewalk! We hadn't seen another student or the teacher at that point,either.) I know teenage boys think themselves all invincible and tough, but honestly.
Anyway, we parked. I paid the meter and we waited for the group to collect and the bus to arrive. My quarter and the 6 minutes that were still on the meter from the previous patron meant that I had 26 minutes. After giving the Young Man a quick pat on the back (no embarrassing hugs or kisses good-bye) I jaywalked my way back across the street, saw the meter had expired and hopped in my car.
And then I saw the parking ticket.  I promise you it could not have been more than a minute or two. Where was the ticket writer lurking? Are they still called meter maids? I doubt it. That sounds too polite. And sexist. And way nicer than anything I wanted to name them. Not such a lucky day after all.
My first ticket. (I am not counting my 2 warnings.) I was rattled, mad and wished I had put another quarter in the meter.
 My plan, since I would be so far out of my usual 6 mile radius, was to be brave and go to Mass Ave Yarn shop because I would practically be in the neighborhood. So despite being distracted by the ticket and my poor mapquest directions, I navigated my way to the yarn shop. I think some kind of wool homing instinct took over and guided me.
 I found some yarn for a couple of last minute gift knits (why and I doing this to myself??) and some more fingerless mitts for the Young Lady. And headed for home. Throw in an afterschool orthodontist appt and it was a long day. I've said it before and I am saying it again. Thank Goodness for Doggie Daycare. I had the foresight to drop Patsy off in the morning, knowing I would be gone most of the day and she would have to spend too much time crated. At the end of the day I was able to pick up a tired dog and have a peaceful evening. God Bless the Bed & Biscuit. They may be my new best friends.
I was able to put my quiet evening to productive use and knitted this Cowl Catcher for a friend.

I used one skein of Plymouth Yarn's Baby Alpaca Grande and I found the buttons at the yarn shop. I started another- same yarn, different color, more really good buttons, and if all goes well, I should be able to finish that one tonight. There has been so much behind the scenes knitting going on that I can't show you in case the recipients are reading the blog. I must remember to take pictures before they are wrapped up and delivered.
Back at it. Unfortunately Patsy's training does not include vacuuming, laundry and gift wrapping.
Love,
Kim

Until today

Dear Mom,

Until today it hasn't felt like we should be counting down to Christmas, or that Thanksgiving was just last week. Sure, we've enjoyed some nice fires in the fireplace and I've been knitting like Christmas is coming. I've even tuned the car radio to the Christmas music station. But Yesterday I had the thought that we might just skip over the winter weather this year. Then we woke up this morning to snow flurries and bitterly cold temps. Wind chills in the teens. So nevermind. It feels like winter and Santa Claus out there.

Today I will interrupt my Christmas knitting schedule to take this handspun

which is a much more vibrant green than I was able to capture in the picture, and turn it into a North Porch hat for the Young Lady. Because somehow, in a house full of wool and handknits, she couldn't find a hat this morning. Trust me. There are hats. Just not the right hat for the mood this morning, I guess. Don't worry, Mom, her winter coat has a hood so she was warm enough at the bus stop.

I may have been in more of a knitting frenzy than I thought, because last night the Young Lady pointed out to me that the fingerless mitts I knitted for the girl who cuts her hair were not the same length. In my best ever-so-patient Mom voice, I told her that they were exactly the same, but they probably looked different because of the yarn stripes.

Then she laid them side by side.

?

Clearly I am in deep denial about more than the winter weather.

Love,

Kim

Things to look at when you should be doing other things.

Dear Mom,
You know how it is. You start reading a blog and then you click on a link to another blog, which ends up taking you to another. And before you know it you can't remember how you got there or even how to find your way back.
I know None of Us has time for this right now, with pies to be baked and turkeys waiting for the stuffing, but maybe a little daydreaming, inspiration sparking blog reading is just what our overworked-stretched-too-thin selves need right about now.
So here are few fun, crafty, creative, inspiring blogs I've stumbled across in the last day or so: (set a timer. don't burn the bread. don't say I didn't warn you!)

One Pearl Button

Say Yes to Hoboken

Take a nostalgic trip HERE

I found Lines of Beauty,a blog about embracing our ages, through Getting Stitched on the Farm.

Love,
Kim

In my Rear View Mirror

Dear Mom,

One of the things the trainer suggested to help Patsy act like a lady while riding in the car (instead of the attack dog wanna-be she is every time we pass a walker, jogger, bicyclist or motorcycle- which is to say just about all the time) was to put Patsy on her dog bed in the hatch of my car. Until now she rode in the back seat, tethered to a clip attached in the hatch that gave her a little range but would not allow her to jump into my lap or out of the car while it was moving.
This morning we tried out the new arrangement on our way to doggie daycare. Obviously, she is still tethered, but the hope is that as she masters her 'on your rug- down- stay' command, it will transfer to the car as well. Also, perhaps, the presence of the dog bed along with the command will make her feel secure enough not to be in Code Red High Alert Defense Mode while we travel. We hope.
It was pretty early and cold out and there weren't any walkers, bikers, joggers, or motorcycles on the road. The fact that our first run with the new arrangement transpired without incident may be a fluke. But still, it set a good precedent.

For obvious reasons this photo of my view in the rear view mirror is not all that good ( I did have to watch the road.), but can you see the chin resting on the back seat and the resigned expression in her eyes? Sharp contrast to the sassy "don't leave me back here" barking that I expected!

I'll be picking Patsy up soon and we will try it all again. Until then, I've had a most productive day- dining room carpet cleaned, a little spinning, Bumper furminated and 2 1/2 hours of uninterrupted knitting while I waited on an oil change, a new tire and new front brakes for my car. I was almost disappointed when they told me the car was ready.

Love,
Kim

It's Here!

Dear Mom,

The Winter 2011 issue of Kiki Magazine arrived in our mailbox this afternoon, and I put this sign on the frontdoor to great the Young Lady when she gets off the bus.I am trying to wait for her to get home before I devour the magazine, but after taking a quick peak on the inside I am thankful that the editors sent us an extra copy. There is a lot of stuff in there that I am interested in reading.

Here is a link to stores that carry the magazine.

Love,
Kim

Progress

Dear Mom,

I hoped it would happen, but NEVER thought it would happen so soon.

Last night I was able to spin this while Patsy lay not more than 3 feet away. She didn't even glance at the roving laying on the floor nearby.

It's just..... WOW.

Love,
Kim

Tragedy

Dear Mom,

Let me just state for the record that although I have gone 19 (yes that is NINETEEN. One Nine. N.I.N.E.T.E.EN.) Days with no soft drinks, no sweets, no cookies, and no candy, I am NOT RESPONSIBLE for the tragic fire that destroyed a local Dunkin Donuts Thursday morning.

When My Hero came home for lunch yesterday, this is what he was wearing.

My sister-in-law pointed out that the bigger tragedy was the loss of the wine store next door.

Love,

Kim

Updates

Dear Mom,
Patsy is being de-programmed re-programmed re-finished re-trained.

So are we.

There is so much to say on the subject and the subject itself is so exhausting that I am not going to write about it too much. It has been just over 24 hours and I already see a different dog. I see the possibility of spinning yarn in my own house with my dog present. As I write this, Patsy is perfecting her "on the rug,down, stay" and so far she gets an A+. I could weep.

To be honest, I felt on the lunatic fringe of an anxiety attack after the meeting with the trainer on Monday night. So many new rules and new behaviors. FOR ME. Well, not just me- for all the humans living in the house. Now that I think about it, the only one getting off scott free is Bumper.

I was so stirred up Monday night that I had to cast on a new project that is in no way tied to any sort of Christmas knitting.
I have no business doing that, but nevertheless, I did. It was therapeutic. And it is one of those things that I have no idea what I will do with when it is finished and probably has no place in my wardrobe, but I love knitting it, love how it is turning out and that is enough.
It is Stephen West's Daybreak, and here it is modeled by the Young Man's leftover bowl of Cheerio's.

And a close up.

I am using two different skeins of Claudia's Hand Painted fingering weight yarn from the stash. So even though I have failed on my Sock a Week resolution, I am still using up sock yarn.
This is not my first Stephen West design. My Handspun Shawl was knit following his Boneyard Shawl pattern. And then after reading Melissa's blog I had the itch to start another. Along with Daybreak, I downloaded the patterns for Urbana, Chadwick and Flagstone. I am hoping to use some of my handspun and my abundance of sock yarn for these scarves.

In a further knitting update, I see my pattern for "Grandpa's Socks" will be in the January 2011 issue of Creative Knitting magazine-if you scroll down on that page you will see them.
And! I've added a new pattern to Warm Thoughts. The North Porch Hat is one of my best selling designs and the Husky, Hasty North Porch Hat was designed as a companion to the Cowl Catcher and as something that can be knitted up quickly if a last minute Christmas knit is needed.

I think that about covers it. Looks like we are going to be gifted with a couple more days of perfect weather. Maybe I'll give the windows a shine today!
Love,
Kim

Family Intervention or Finishing School

Dear Mom,
Patsy has an appointment this afternoon with a dog trainer. A private appointment. I would call this "Finishing School" or Graduate School, but we all know better. Plus the trainer insisted that the WHOLE FAMILY be there. I am grateful. But why did it take someone else insisting that the entire family participate to make it happen? Things may have been easier if I had insisted on this from the start.I just hope this lady is a whole lot nicer than that OTHER one.
I think Patsy may have heard me scheduling the appointment or talking with the family about it at dinner, because she has been nearly well-behaved, almost DOG-like, the past few days. She is not fooling me, though. I am keeping the appointment.
It is Patsy's size and strength as much as her behavior that prompted me to make the call.
Plus, she is just getting a little too comfortable around here.

Gosh. Remember this?


I finished a few of the smaller Christmas knits, and worked up a new version of my North Porch Hat, this one using a bulky yarn. I am putting the finishing touches on the pattern and a friend has volunteered to test knit it for me.

This is a very quick knit- maybe a 2 hour hat, and I am hoping to get the pattern on ravelry and over on Warm Thoughts within the next week. It would be a nice last minute Christmas knit. It could also be made with the same yarn as my Cowl Catcher for a very nice gift.

I am taking advantage of these Indian summer days to wash rugs, comforters, and blankets and hang them out on the clothesline, giving everything some fresh air before the cold weather decides to stay. We were blessed with a beautiful warm sunny day yesterday, have another forecast for today and still another tomorrow and I am going to soak up as much of it as I can!
Love,
Kim

My Absence Explained

Dear Mom,
I am still here. And these are the reasons why blogging has been put off. It is not, as Michelle feared, because I "dispatched myself with a knitting needle" after the disappointing Project Runway finale.

1) If I tell you I haven't had one single dessert, piece of candy, cookie or sweet in 10 days AND I gave up drinking soft drinks, will that be explanation enough? It should be. And no, I have not lost my will to live.

Actually, giving up on all that turned out to be mind over matter and the motivation of rather high triglycerides. Other than a wicked bad headache on  Day 4 it has been much easier that I thought it would be. I took the alcoholic's approach of One Day At A Time, especially with the Dr. Pepper (and boyoboy do I love my Dr. Pepper- ever since David Naughton danced around in those commercials singing I'm a Pepper wouldn't you like to be a Pepper, too?!), but I feel freed of my sugar addiction. I am not even tempted by the kid's Halloween candy.Yes, you can be alarmed and wonder who this is and what has she done with Kim.

I am saving myself for pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving.

2) The knitting I am doing is all Christmas knitting, and just in case, I don't want to ruin the surprise for anyone so I don't want to share too much of what I am doing.
Here is a peak though....

I spun and plied that yarn yesterday after taking Patsy to doggie daycare, giving myself a little piece of quiet.

3) P.A.T.S.Y.     Probably don't need to say much  more, except that I think she is still growing, is definitely stronger, and I can barely turn my back on her because she is finding some very inventive ways to be Naughty. More yarn has been sacrificed. Along with a toothbrush a can of cocktail nuts and godknowswhatelse. She can clean the plates in the bottom of the sink, but won't hang around long enough for me to teach her how to wash them. I believe our only safety zones have dwindled down to the insides of the microwave, oven and fridge. When she figures out how to open those, I probably will have to dispatch myself with a knitting needle. I would laugh if it weren't so frustrating. It would be easier to cry than laugh, but that won't help either. I've actually said the following OUT LOUD to her:

"Stop looking at me. I don't even like you right now."
and
"Don't you KNOW how lucky you are to be here?"
But Mostly I say leave it....leeeeeavvvve it. DROP. Off. Down. LLLLEEEEAVE IT. PatsyPATSY!!!

As if any of that is going to make her behave. My sanity is suffering. Obviously.

And as a side note- last weekend the Humane Society was offering free microchips. As I was filling out the paperwork for Patsy's chip, I was having an internal debate about the wisdom of this action- why would I want this beast returned to me if she were lost vs. because this is the responsible thing to do. And it was free. Anyway, she got her microchip and I didn't lie on the paperwork. If she were to get herself lost, her microchip will bring her home to us...... Yes. My sanity suffers.

And there in the midst of Humane Society Halloween Microchip-ing was this cat, wearing the best cat costume ever, and acting like a DOG. A well behaved dog.)

Puss in Boots

 I didn't witness it, but the word traveling like wildfire from human to human was that this cat did tricks and could High Five. I got outta there before Patsy got comfortable enough to be Patsy, and before she could figure out that all those little things in costumes were other dogs and cats.

So that is it in a nutshell. I am here, adjusting to life without Dr. Pepper and dessert, chasing a dog with something in her mouth that shouldn't be around my dining room table but still knitting as much as possible.

Love,

Kim

Busy as a Bee

Dear Mom,
Autumn is a very busy time for me.  There are certain chores that I am driven to do, such as annual chicken coop sanitation, clearing the flower and vegetable gardens, and washing windows and screens.  And then there are all the leaves.  Since I started the new part-time job, I haven't had as much time for certain things...like beekeeping. 

Good beekeepers check their hives every 7-10 days and keep log books.  I haven't been a good beekeeper.  I'll admit I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed with the bees.  By mid-August, when other beekeepers were harvesting their honey, my bees had nothing for me.  Nothing.  This is when I started to think that perhaps they would not survive the winter.

The other day, I caught a glimpse of one of the ladies on some Sedum.  By late summer when most flowers have faded, the Sedum is a favorite to the bees and butterflies.  I suited up and braced myself for another dismal hive inspection.

To my surprise, every frame in the second hive box was full of honey! The bees have been busy building up their winter honey stores...hopefully enough to ensure their survival. 

Right now, I am supplementing with sugar syrup and I will be attending a workshop this weekend to make "candy frames" for winter feeding.  Hopefully the colony will emerge healthy and strong in the spring and I will have one year of beekeeping experience under my belt!

Love, Bonnie Jo

The Friday Night Weekly Dinner Date

Dear Mom,
Without fail, every Friday night, we enjoy The Friday Night Weekly Dinner Date with one of my BFFs.  Our families get together at one or the other's house and we share dinner.  Sometimes it's pizza ordered; other times it's delicious grilled steaks.  It's not really about the food.  It's the friendship.  The memories.  The love and laughter.  Shared lives.  We have spent long hours by an outdoor fire, loud and laughing at first; quiet and reflective as the fire dies down late into the night.  My diva usually snuggles on Joey's lap and they whisper quietly to each other. There have been riotous games of Spoons and we have seen some mighty fierce wrestling between all of our boys for that last spoon.  Who will come up victorious?!?!  We have spent long snowy Friday evenings watching movies and eating David's popcorn from his famous cast iron pot.
This past Friday night I made some beer bread and a big pot of  Burgundy Beef Stew.  We enjoyed The Goonies and the kids played Monopoly after the movie.  Shortly after midnight, I heard a loudly whispered from the bottom of my stairs up to my sleeping ears, "Thanks, Wendy, for another fun evening.  I'm going home now . . . . " from the oldest neighbor boy.  I groggily shouted a "good night!" and "Who won the Monoploy game?!"  

Today on this rainy dreary Fall day, I enjoy a bit of Friday night all over again with my leftover stew in my favorite mug for lunch!!

The soup is healthy for me; The Friday Night Weekly Dinner Date warms me!!
Love,
Wendy

Brach's Candy Socks

Dear Mom,

I finished knitting the socks that hug my feet. This is a fraternal, not identical pair. I wasn't willing to sacrifice the yardage to find the exact same starting place in the pattern repeat. I'll do that for short pattern reps, but for long repeats I don't think it is worth it.

The yarn is Trekking XXL and I think the color ( #126) is discontinued. Too bad. It reminds me of a bag of Brach's candy.

This pair of socks is not my usual mostly generic sock pattern. I found the pattern here and I was intrigued by the unusual shaping. Strategically placed paired increases and decreases keep the knitting interesting and create a sock that is shaped to fit securely around the foot. Can you see that subtle arch shape along the bottom of the foot?

Keeping track of all that shaping made the knitting move along quickly, but it also made this a project that required more attention than my usual sock pattern. Also, they do fit my foot perfectly, but not the Young Lady's (yeah me!) , so if I am going to make them for another foot, I'd have to do some figuring.... Or just keep making them for me.

I'd show you the bottom of the foot, but I haven't mastered the skill of kicking my leg up and shooting a photo over my shoulder. I'd probably hurt myself. Not probably. I know I would. And it is weird enough that I am taking pictures of my stocking feet without asking somebody else to take the picture for me.

Another sock inspiration found me in a round about way when I was reading A Stitch to Wear last week. Reading about her baby blanket lead me here and it was as if I suddenly had magnets in my fingertips attracting me to all my sock yarn leftovers. And believe me, I have plenty of those.

Soooo, check this out.

After casting on with my main color (the leftover bit that I had the most of) and knitting a decorative border for the cuff, I knit a different yarn on to each of my four sock needles. One of those being the main color.

Because I am knitting in rounds, each needle has a "new" yarn waiting for me. All  I do is drop the "old" color and start knitting with the "new" color. And around and around I go. When I get to the heel, I'll use the main color alone, and do the same for the toe. The results so far are definitely worth the occasional yarn untwisting that I need to do.

And four partial balls of sock yarn will become a lovely pair of socks.

This is just the sort of thing that makes me believe in the magic of knitting.

Love,

Kim

Shop Sample

Dear Mom-
Another Cowl Catcher is off the needles. I intended to make this one for myself, but after selling some patterns to the Village Yarn Shop in Zionsville I've turned it over to them to use as a shop sample.

 I used about 1 1/2 balls of Lana Grossa Cento for this cowl, so it would have been wasteful for me if I hadn't bought a 3rd ball to make another cowl for myself. Right? Plus I have some reaaaaalllly cute buttons I want to use on mine.

I finished the first sock in forever the other night. It was so close to being finished I don't know why I abandoned it. The pattern was a new one to me and it is the best fitting sock I have EVER made. It absolutely hugs my foot. The second sock was started last night and I will show off the pair when I am done. I've also been planning my Christmas knitting projects- searching out patterns, going through stash yarn. I am pretty excited about my ideas, but haven't actually sat down to see if I can realistically pull it all off.
Until then, I am the Little Engine That Could....ithinkicanithinkicanithinkican....
Love,
Kim

Happy Birthday Mom!

Dear Mom,
Happy Birthday.

I love you!
Every stitch is knit with warm thoughts and gratitude.
Love,
Kim

Patons Must Have Cardigan (rav link)
Cottage Craft Wool, Black Cherry

Felted Wool

Dear Mom,

I think I mentioned in the post about Judy's new home that a hunt for wool sweaters to felt was the real reason I was trolling through the Goodwill. I was successful in that quest, too, and have spent a good chunk of creative time making mittens, hats, and headbands with the felted wool. 

                           

Last winter I purchased a pair of this type of mitten, made from recycled sweaters and lined with fleece. Very warm. Since then, I have seen these mittens in other places and knew the pattern had to be out there somewhere. A little internet search and I found a free pattern I could download. After my first mitten attempt, I wasn't happy with the way the palm piece fit and I adjusted the pattern piece a little. 

There are endless possibilities for combining color and pattern. Even using the "wrong" side of a sweater can provide another look.

Then mix in the embellishments- like bows and buttons and embroidery, which I did a little of on the backs of this pink and purple pair, and you can easily become obsessed. Since this photo was taken, I added a button the the green knot on that headband.

Laying underneath this pair is a toque that I made without a pattern. I was on a roll and neglected to write down any of the measurements. Not good, because I like the way it turned out and may want to make another.

I also used last summer's bucket hat pattern to make a hat to go with that first pair of mittens I showed you.

I don't feel like I have exhausted my ideas for felted wool. Heaven knows I haven't used up the wool I purchased. It almost seems like the supply multiplies once you start cutting the sweaters apart, and then I find myself considering the potential of all the little scrap pieces before I throw them out. Some of those pieces are definitely worth hanging on to. ( And I do!)
A few days ago I caught myself grabbing my scorched tea cosy when I needed a pot holder fast. In the next instant I froze, staring at my hand wrapped in the soft comfort and protection of the wool cosy and realized that I had stumbled upon another thing I could do with all that recycled sweater wool.
If When I go on my potholderfromrecycledwool frenzy, I'll show them here.
Love,
Kim

Garden love

Dear Mom,
I love having a vegetable garden, but not everything about it. And especially not the end of year garden clean up, which is what I did yesterday afternoon. As I was pulling up corn stalks and withered vines, and harvesting the last of the grape tomatoes and heirloom pear tomatoes I found this,

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My garden loves me back.
Love,
Kim

Another Cover Girl

Dear Mom,
I can't sit on the news any longer. It has been posted on Facebook and I know that this blog gets nowhere near the traffic that Facebook does, so I think it is safe for me to make the announcement....

The Young Lady will be the Cover Girl on the winter issue of Kiki magazine, due to be released in early November!!!

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If you are a friend of Kiki magazine on facebook, you can see some more photos, I think. (I don't do facebook.) I have some more behind the scenes photos, too, but I will wait until the magazine in on the newstands before I share them.


This all came about almost effortlessly, after I filled out a "Would you daughter like to participate in the magazine" questionnaire quite some time ago and had pretty much forgotten. An email in August asked if she was still interested and a photo shoot was scheduled.
I cannot say enough really good things about the women we met at the photo shoot and their kindness, energy, and honest concern for the girls. The Creative Director, Abigail Carlin, the Marketing Director, Amy Mauch and Photographer Trish Knapke are genuine ladies. It was their friendliness and demeanor that set the tone and they are excellent examples of creative women in business. I am thrilled that the Young Lady had the opportunity to see women like that at work.

The only requests made were that the Young Lady wear No Makeup (which she does not), and do nothing that made her uncomfortable.

When I learned that the Young Lady has been chosen as the cover girl I think I stopped breathing and my heart skipped a few beats. And as exciting as it was to have a cover of my own, this is waaaayyyyy better. I couldn't wait for her to get off the bus, and shouted at her in a most undignified manner to RUN!! I covered her eys and sat her down in front of the computer screen with the image of the magazine cover displayed. We shrieked like girls and did a happy dance.

This is from the Kiki magazine website:

"Kiki is a magazine for girls who love life, appreciate creativity, and recognize good ideas. A Kiki reader thinks for herself, has her own look, and is on her way to being a confident, strong, and smart young woman. She's a girl with style and substance! "

The experience we had and the women we met support that statement. I am thankful she had this opportunity, that Kiki magazine gave a positive life experience, an affirmation of her individual beauty and an esteem booster to a girl who's kind heart remains steadfast - a true Young Lady.

Love,
Kim

Yesterday and Today and why I need an Excedrin

Dear Mom,

Just in case you are worried, the yarn from yesterday's post was a cheap acrylic from the Young Lady's craft supplies. The Good Wool is put away up high, or in a closet, or in a cabinet, or behind a closed door. Or all of those things.

And because good wool was not involved, Patsy lives.

Plus the ground is too hard for grave digging.

I remember Bumper's badness peaked at about the one year mark. I remember this because I remember SOBBING on the PHONE to a COMPLETE STRANGER/dog trainer about the fact that there were multiple holes dug in the back yard among other dog-related calamities. By our best guesstimate and her behavior, I think Patsy has hit the one year mark. She is like a teenager thinking the car keys are hers, she can make the rules because she is "becoming an adult", the dog dish should always be filled and underwear cleans itself and puts itself away.

I could be confusing things with the Young Man, but whatever.

A Second ball of cheap yarn was sacrificed this afternoon- this one of the furry variety and this time Right In Front of Me. A desperate attempt at attention, which only landed Patsy in my her Sanity Saving Crate. This after a frenzy in which she grabbed a pair of my cheaters, stole my white sheep tape measure, dumped the bathroom trash and I don't know if it was a symbol of repentance or the devil in her, but I found her in the back yard with my Inspirational Thought of the Day calendar in her mouth.

I know they are related, but her Extreme naughtiness is not what I need after spending 2 hours at the middle school Parent Teacher conferences this morning. All is good- I heard all the things a mom loves to hear- 'great kid, pleasure to have in class, good grades, well- organized, yada yada yada'...... Wait!? Well ORGANIZED?....
After all that smiling and nodding and pretending that I wasn't surprised to hear that the Young Lady is well organized because clearly her bedroom is NOT, I left the school very thirsty and hungry and with a caffeine-deprived headache blooming. I stopped off at the library and had to get out of there when I realized that my brain was famished to the point that I was unable to remember my alphabet.

To celebrate the Good Reports all her teachers gave me ( and because I was starving) , the Young Lady and I met My/Our Hero for lunch, and then because there was no school and apparently the caffeine hadn't kicked in and I didn't think I had done too much already, we went shopping. For jeans. I must have gotten up on the martyr side of the bed this morning.

I took an Excedrin when I got home.

Love,
Kim

P.S. Despite everything, I did manage to get my Cowl Catcher pattern ready for purchase on ravelry and on Warm Thoughts.

The Light of Day

Dear Mom,

This is what was revealed in the backyard when the sun came up this morning. (And yes, I am swallowing alot of pride revealing the desperate condition of our burned out backyard and the Patsy toys scattered about- even her chewed up swimming pool- so you can see this. Considering there has only been about an inch of rain since July, and record heat along with it, it really is a wonder there is anything green here at all. As you can see, brown grass is the least of my concerns.)

Love,
Kim