Socks in Florida!!

Yea! My big sis Helen likes her birthday socks!! I love that she emphasized the deep sea colourway with her dress :)

And please ignore that I forgot to sew in the ends of one of the socks.....normally, I sew in the ends as soon as I finishing kitchenering the toe. But this time I forgot and never even dreamed of checking. That would be something responsible like swatching, wouldn't it???

Domestics

To be a quality Yarn Hunter, you need good tools. Like a new yarn shop that just opened up in my piss-ant town :) The Wool Oasis (translated from German: Wolloase), opened up at the beginning of May and is featuring a modest stash of Lana Grossa, Regia (yippee!) and Schachenmeyer. What more could a girl, I mean Serious Yarn Hunter, want??

Speaking of serious tools, I've been waiting 3 weeks for my new needles to arrive so that I could finish my first project from Mason-Dixon Knitting. On inspiration from my co-worker, Marion, I started a uni-colour log cabin rug. I'm using wool I bought in Ireland right after I learned to knit, which is too rough to use for anything else. Poor Irishman has been trying to let me down easy for the past 4.5 years, as I insisted on making the Irish-person an Irish-knit sweater from Irish wool - and he had the nerve to call it jaggedy-arsed! Dork
update: the Dork insists I add Billy Connolly's definition of jaggedy-arsed wool: the mud/crap-matted wool sheared from around the sheep's arse. There you go, I said "arse" three times (now 4!) in one blog - beat that Harlot ;)

So, anyway, who knew that rugs are big??? Like too big for normal needles? What? Was I supposed to check that out beforehand - like match my project to my equipment or something? Who would do that? It's as crazy as swatching. Leave that to the zealots, I always say. So my rug decorated the back of my coach until the new Addi Turbo 2 Meter circulars arrived. That's right, 2 full meters of knitting bliss!

What would you knit with these things anyway?



p.s. Random Personal Update:
Cigarettes bought since last blog entry: 1 pack
Cigarettes smoked: 0
Cheating on the South Beach Diet: countless
Weight Loss: 1.5 kg ('bout 3 lbs)

The Celebratory Slaughter Plate

We went up to Serlbach for the yearly fest (Kirchweih) this evening. It was the first day and a special treat is the slaughter soup. This was the Irishman's dinner tonight. Don't miss the snout on the left!!

Needless to say, I opted for the Bratwursts (sausages). I'm happy as long as I can't identify the bits and pieces I'm eating.

Wait a minute, Mr. Postman!!!

You'll never believe what showed up on my doorstep yesterday! Mom packed off all her sock leftovers for my log-cabin quilting project. The Moms has long been a quilting enabler :)


The next package came as a total shock. Alyson sent me the closest thing in this world to heaven, I mean Bearfoot. How sweet is that?






I hope you can read the note she sent. She actually threatened (um, joked) to send me an invoice for all the yarn she's splurged on since I hooked her on knitting. Which gives me an idea..........Hey, Mom! Wasn't it you who thought knitting would keep my newly non-smoking hands busy? If only.......

Thanks so much Alyson!! It totally brightened this girl's rainy week!

Speaking of which, I'm quitting again. I haven't smoked a cigarette since Monday evening. I think I'll be okay if I just stay away from the pubs.

Twitterpated

I'm totally in love with this colourway. I think it's the best soft-rain, sometimes sunny, foggy mornings and cool evenings Springtime Sock. All she needs is a mate....

Update

We've had a busy couple of weeks here at Chez Treanor. First we started work on the roof, replacing the old tiles.

Then we went to Gulsen's for a bbq party.

















David started the basement renovation and already finished one room (electrics and all - I'm so proud!). And Cian learned to ride his bike like a big boy :)

Ain't She A Beauty!!

The Yarn Hunter, after many weeks of laying low and trying to use up leftovers, prowls once again through the backroads of Germany. No wool shop can escape her notice, no new colourway is missed by her sharp eyes.

Today, the Yarn Hunter stopped by a small cornershop type store and found a generic wool brand with a gorgeous perfect-for-spring colourway. Being keen to learn everything about the new wool, the Yarn Hunter cast on as soon as her commuter train left the station.

And "ooh boy!" this yarn definitely didn't disappoint. Springy greens, light lavender and a ruddy fuschia.

Aaaaah, spring is finally here!!