Sunday, December 09, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Things to be thankful for:
- Motorcycle accident-nephew is recuperating well and will be able to graduate with his class.
- Bubba has lost some serious weight and is looking awesome!! Watch out girls ;)
- My super cool new job has me bustling back and forth from Florida (home of my Family and cool Friends) and Germany (where the hubby is holed up) - lots of people and great visits, not so nice on the ol' wallet (I think my stash has doubled)
- hubby's Dad got called out of retirement to take a year-long project in South Africa - I sure hope him and the missus are planning on lots of visitors :)
- I'm totally thankful for my new Kondenstrockner - it's like a clothes dryer but the damp doesn't get pumped out like at home, but instead the water is gathered into a little reservoir that you empty after every use. And the clothes don't get completely dry (or I haven't figured that out yet) but it's a sight better than hanging them on the line and praying for the best (quickest summer drying time: 1 hour - quickest winter drying time: 1 day).
Hope you all had a great day!
Monday, September 17, 2007
She's still a little floppy, so she's going back into the washer with the bathroom floor mats. What say I throw on a couple more stitch markers - if I squint my eyes, I can pretend they're beads.
I didn't make it to the Fiber Fest in Cocoa Beach this weekend (time spent at pool with niece and nephew not as fluffy but lots more rewarding), but I did get stern looks at Barnes and Noble for reading the first few pages of Crazy Aunt Purl's book. Turns out "Ma'am, are you finding everything okay?" really means "okay, crazy person, please stop giggling and snorting in the crafts aisle; you're starting to scare small children." I sucked it up, bought the book, waited until I reached my sister's house to continue reading and actually finished it before dinner.
My niece, Erika, was sooo not impressed that I couldn't tell her why I was laughing so hard and often at a book. Somehow the hilarity of drunken knitting and Cheetos-dependence doesn't translate well into 8 yr old-ese.
I definitely give it a full two needles up :)
Favourite part of the weekend: At Barnes and Noble, finding a small book tucked into the crafts section titled "How to give her great oral sex" Someone knows the hearts and minds of knitters VERY well!
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Maybe I can make one for Ricky to keep his remote controls in while he is convalescing?!
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Friday, August 10, 2007
I made it through 4 months of a spontaneous teaching gig at the University of Erlangen/Nuremberg (Business English, baby!), finding a new job, 2 months of 5am mornings (doubly fun when coupled with a 2 hour commute) and even inculcated myself into the world of metal components. Take THAT, Martha ;)
When my two months of Florida training came around, I found myself doing as little as humanly possible in my free time. There was a bit of culture shock returning to American cable and I fully admit to getting sucked into Spike's nightly three-episode marathon of CSI: Las Vegas. Go Grissom! I think I spent the first two weeks turning the word "glut" into my personal action verb. Even when I didn't need anything, I'd swing by Barnes and Noble, Target and Wal-Mart, just 'cause they were there. The guys at Taco Bell and Dunkin Donuts nearly know me by name. Every time I'm in a store and someone is helpful and friendly, I practically gush.
The Irishman was away on business this week, too (to the UK). And my sister-n-law Sinead is coming to visit with her family next week, as well as my step-daughter Megan, so hopefully he'll be as distracted as I am until his next business trip (which is in September to the US!)
Some pictures of what I've been up to:
My first weekend included a trip to a scrapbook crop with my sister Helen and niece Erika. Talk about Stranger in a Strange Land (where's the yarn???!)
And this week, I went to my first knit night at Sip'n Knit in Maitland. Yea!!!! I forced myself not to buy anything on the first visit, which was a good tactic since I was tempted to buy one of everything!!
That's all the updates I have for now. I should be getting Internet at the company apartment soon so that I can blog on the week-days, too. Happy days!!
Friday, June 15, 2007
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Saturday, May 12, 2007
So to keep you all updated on what's been happening around here lately (that you actually WANT to hear me go on and on about), I've posted some pictures from this year's Volksfest. Please note compact knitting was stuffed into my tiny bag so as not to miss a single stitch.
Masskrugs (liters!) of beer, greasy food stuffed in a bread roll and slathered with mustard and goofy German pop music aren't the only highlights of this event. This year, we concentrated our efforts on finding the quintessential Franconian male. This usually includes hair that is short on top and long in back, as many things as possible hanging off of his belt area, a mustache is a must and they are usually found in t-shirts or jackets with the Nuremberg Soccer club logo (FCN).
And Mom, before you start wagging your finger, it's not making fun of anyone, it's embracing the culture we live in.
Shields even took some time to appreciate the female of the species.
And the table next to us started their own Olympic sport of stacking Krugs. It was great fun to watch, but I'm glad I wasn't in the way when they came tumbling down. One guy got a nasty smack on his hand, the glass was fine, but he was full of blood.
I'd rather jump up and down on the benches to goofy cover band and poke fun at the table of soldiers next to us who can't dance.
It was a great night in the end, we didn't drink too too much and we were completely exhausted from dancing on the benches and singing along at the tops of our lungs.
Friday, April 20, 2007
Just finished Erika's jacket for her first communion. At the beginning, I wasn't sure if I had enough white for the trim, so I perused the other colours in my stash. This lead to the great idea of using a contrasting colour for the trim. I just didn't realize it would look so much like icing on a cake. I spent last Sunday at my friend Claudia's house so that she could try and twist my fingers into something capable of crochet. It didn't catch on instantly and I obviously need to work on making my stitches even, but I'm still glad I pushed myself. I can't imagine this thing without the crochet edge. Maybe I could practice with a few granny squares this weekend.
Now.....just need to search out some buttons and pop this little darling in the mail to Florida.
I also received a lovely addition to my Knit Accessories Stash. Claudia found these clips to help with marking, clipping sides together for sewing up and just general project decoration. I never thought I'd be into something as cutsie as ladybugs, but they look soooo cool on the clips, don't they.
That's all the news there is my neck of the woods. Other than I got hired, quite suddenly, last week to teach Business English at a nearby University. The classes take place in a computer lab (very cool!) and my class-load went from 2 to 4 in about 3 seconds. I'm half jazzed, excited, thrilled and half terrified. I just hope I'm not standing at the front of the class, looking like a deer in headlights, ha ha.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
The cat didn't know what to do - he loved that the toy moved on its own and was perfectly happy to swat at it every time it attempted escape, but couldn't figure out why he kept feeling hungry - so he'd run over to his bowl and crunch on his kibbles until Kermit stirred again. Last time I saw the pair of them together was in front of the sofa in the living room. That was about the time I decided there'd been enough TV for one night and it was time for bed.
It started with the dead mouse we found last Friday in the kids room. Jackson wouldn't let us clean it up, but rather took it in his teeth and ran out the front door to the neighbor's patch of garden - where he jump and played and rolled around with the dead thing. I had this picture of the original attack where Jackson pounced furiously on this poor mouse and thrashed it around until it finally perished in his Jaws of Terror. After last night, I figure the mouse finally got tired of playing Jerry to Jackson's Tom, ran upstairs to the kids room to hide and died of boredom......
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Friday, April 06, 2007
I figured a baby knit would be the perfect fix. I have the gorgeously soft blue from Italy and I lovingly patted it in my hands as I searched through every kid/baby book I have only to realize (duh!) that four balls is perfect for a small infant knit and I don't know anyone with boy infants. It just wouldn't mean as much to knit a sweater and not be able to immediately pawn it off on someone. And I'm still not in the "making babies" mode yet (long story and there's a light at the end of that tunnel, but I'm not knitting anything until I get doctor confirmation).
So, that leaves nieces and nephews. And my niece Erika is my most favorite niece to torture with my knitted wares. Wednesday night, I went up to the wool room and dragged down every last scrap of cotton I could find. From leftover Punto to stash-swap-acquired Knit Picks to a bag full of Rowan mixed that Mum found in a charity shop for 30p a ball (that's like $0.60 or €0.45 - PER BALL!) With all wares spread before me in the living room floor and sofas (did I mention that the Irishman's on the business trip?) I searched my pattern books again for something appropriate. The something I found was actually on the internet. Thanks to Deb, I found the Drop website again and the new kids catalog was where I should have started in the first place. I was dazzled by the first pattern I saw and cast on immediately with Cotton Glace.
quick aside: I've decided I don't really care how one is supposed to pronounce Glace (Glah-cey, Gloss, Glase, I think I'm going to say Glotch-ey just to annoy people).
So, to appease the Spring Goddess, I've gone from linen ecru on 3.25mm needles to white cotton on 3mm needles. Somehow this has fulfilled my wish and I am happy....who am I to question the Goddess?
Quick Pic from the Phone:
Sunday, April 01, 2007
National! Knitting! Center!
It promised a light-hearted look at knitting through the ages, the story of wool from sheep to shawl and a shop full of Irish yarn. What we found was slightly different. First, there was a shop with lots of Irish knit sweaters and caps. I sifted through the wares and talked to the shop assistant about why they had to close the knitting center and move to a smaller location (lack of visitors and support). I asked if they had any yarn for sale and she took me back to the....um....warehouse, storage facility, largest stash I've seen in my life.
They had shelves built from floor to 30-thirty foot ceilings. All stuffed with raw wool, coloured wool, rough wool, soft wool, thin wool, but mostly aran-weight wool and not a label to be found for miles. Not categories, names, wool-types, dates of shearing. recommended needle-size, dye-lot. Nada....
Just me and wool. So I searched out as much as I could carry (literally) and when the nice lady went further back into the shop to weigh it, she invited me along.
The next room offered the needed scale for weighing, the owner of the shop, a floor covered with bagged and tagged Aran sweaters and two ladies sitting and knitting saidsweaters. Turns out they sell sweaters (not sure where or how). And the knitters were totally excited to have their picture taken :)
So maybe it wasn't what the hotel had advertised, but it was certainly the most knitting I've seen in Ireland to date. And I made off with 1.5 kilos of wool.
Cute story about the red lace-weight in the middle. I asked if anyone knew the content because it was sooooo soft and squishy. The owner jumped into her office for a little Steiff bear wearing an Irish knit sweater made from a similar colour. But the bear wasn't wearing the same content of the squishy in my hand, he had a cashmere Irish knit sweater (or Aran Jumper, as the locals say). The shop had been consigned to knit cashmere sweaters for Steiff bears to be sold at Harrod's and she had their sample leftover. It's a good thing I had just dumped the contents of my wallet into their cash register, because I would have searched the car and Dave's pockets for enough money to tempt that bear away from her. I can't even imagine how much they retail for!
So, now to dream up project for my new yarn :)
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Time in the house was well-spent, though. Mum finished Erika's First Communion dress and Rick's new quilt. I'm hoping to get the next quilt, just as soon as I get around to measuring the bed.