I got my latest yarn of the month selection today in the mail (see that pretty ball of yarn in the photo next to my lovely girl Anna?) and was sitting on the couch winding it into a ball when it struck me how meditative that activity is. I supposed I could get me one of them fancy ball winders which would probably save a lot of time and aggravation, but I actually like taking the time to wind the yarn myself. To feel the softness of the yarn, and the texture as I’m winding it; to watch the yarn go from a very small bit of thread to a softball size of eclectic colors I can (softly) hurl at my husband’s head to get his attention; and the excitement and anticipation of what new project I’m going to make out of this fascinating little bit of material and how fabulous it’s going to look when it’s finished, and how accomplished I will feel once it’s done.
I’d like to think my life is immensely exciting and interesting and really it’s not. And that’s ok. I am perfectly happy and content winding yarn with puppies by my side nearly every day.
I don’t know why, (it should be the opposite), but this rainy weather today made me very motivated. I started on a knitting project using some yarn I bought years ago when I went to visit my sister in AZ, I broke out a bunch of ties I’ve collected to take apart and make into a skirt and ironed them and made some measurements for a pattern, and looking through all my patterns I remember this skirt (bottom right) and boy do I have a lot of material I can get started a-cutting and making skirts with pockets. I LOVE pockets! I wish more dresses had pockets.
Tomorrow is expected to have more rain also, and Wednesday too. No worries, I’ll get a lot done.
It’s really easy for me to lose track of time and just sit around watching netflix with puppies. I found this the other day and could not agree more:
So yeah, guilt sets in that I shouldn’t be such a slug. If the weather was warmer I could take puppies to the park and we would both get some fresh air and sunshine and exercise but I am limited on what I can do here. And without a regular work schedule, time gets away from me and before I know it, it’s nap time and all I’ve done is sit most of the day.
So I’m making lists (and checking them off twice) of what needs to be done. If I tackle stuff one at a time I am successful. I have to maintain kind of a blinders affect when I’m working because I can get distracted by so much else and then it gets to be overwhelming and I lose track of my main focus.
The struggle is real people.
I am making some paintbrush and paint roll up holders for my friend who sent me all this wonderful hospital garb to use for my Trash2Trends project this year. It’s really easy material to work with, so forgiving. That is where I am maintaining my focus right now. That and I got my first shipment of my Darn Good Yarn yarn of the month club! woot! woot! So far some beautiful yarn and quick, simple, easy projects. I really like Darn Good Yarn; their products, their mission, their easy projects and free projects, they are just an awesome company. Check them out if you haven’t already.
So now I go back to focusing on my roll up holder projects so I finish them before I move on to something else. Which can always be an issue.
So my ball of yarn for my Vee Excellent test project is now down to this small tennis ball sized bit. It’s a relief to see that it’s come this far and how much progress I have made, but I am not even to the end of this side of the project and I have a whole other side to do yet. Which makes me think ‘holy crap this is going to take a very long time’. I hope to have it all done before Christmas, but we’ll see. Nevertheless, I’m going to finish. And keep it for myself. Hell if I’m going to give it away after all the time and effort I’ve put into it, along with the swearing from having to tear out stitches and tink it all back and start over again.
I don’t really care for tinking and my husband says all I need to do is concentrate instead of making mistakes and swearing and having to redo all this stuff. Good point, but learning from my mistakes is something I’m going to have to do for the rest of my life, so I’d better get used to it. Besides, nothing is perfect. My perfect imperfection. I’m good with it.
So the V is complete, and I am working on the right side arm of the V. With so much of the pattern done I can see what it’s supposed to look like when finished, I can see the pattern in the V and now I can envision it’s size and, more importantly, how beautiful it is going to look when finished. Working on this pattern has made me appreciate those that make up their own patterns; the time, effort, design, and ingenuity that goes along with making a pattern. I can also appreciate the time and effort put into making such a thing as a gift for someone else (or for yourself). I think that appreciation has been lost on a lot of people nowadays. Most anything we, as consumers, buy is made overseas, and very cheaply. If it gets stained or ripped or breaks, it’s made so cheaply that we don’t think twice about throwing something away and going out and buying something new to replace it. There is no thought behind the thing that is stained or ripped or broken, it’s just a thing that can be cheaply replaced.
Something handmade, something knitted or crocheted or sewn or baked or cooked, is not cheaply made, either with supplies or time. It is precious and should be treated that way.
I don’t think I told you, but Wolfie died late last month. Totally unexpected and quite a shock. Up until when I found her she was very active, following me and the dogs around the yard, chasing birds, jumping the fence, always outside and only coming in to eat. Before I left Florida she was getting pretty thin, but my neighbors said (since they have a dozen cats and have had cats all their lives) that that is just what happens to older cats, they get skinny as they get older. So I didn’t think anything of it, because she was still eating and drinking and still active.
It must have been several hours into her permanent slumber when I found her asleep under my BIL’s bed, because rigor mortis had already set in. (Not totally, but it was still traumatic.) I cried for probably 8 hours. We buried her outside, because she loved to be there. My face hurt by the end of the day.
I still miss her walking around the yard with me and giving a hard time to the other neighborhood cats. And she purred all. the. time. I miss her purring.
Anyway, she had a good life and was the sweetest cat. I’ve compiled a bunch of my favorite photos of her in this montage. It’s been too difficult to talk about until now.
Rogue, her sister, doesn’t seem to care much, but they weren’t close; they never really liked each other. A lot like some human sisters I know (not me, I like my sister.)
The other puppies are keeping me company to help fill the void. They are so cute and active it’s difficult for me to stay sad for too long. I must have my grief and move on, time waits for no one.
I’m busy with my knitting and crochet and *finally* getting my sewing desk set up downstairs. Yay! I have a full basement crafty room! woot woot! WITH a futon! yeah baby! Now I don’t have to leave the basement to take a nap! Life goals, right?
So I finally finished that purple crochet scarf that I just made up a pattern for (single, double, half double on repeat until I ran out of yarn). It turned out pretty good, not as long as I would have liked (I should have made it narrower) but still looks good if I do say so myself.
Here's a closer view of my stitches. They are all pretty consistent, which makes me happy. What doesn't make me happy is that I wasn't focusing part of the time and I ended up with one end being narrower than the other:
See? I wasn't paying attention and I know that I forgot to chain one at the end of the row so I ended up making a few rows shorter than the rest. I'm also not terribly good at counting my stitches in crochet. Knitting yes, crochet no. Not sure why but that is a long philosophical discussion for another day.
Nevertheless to the "untrained" eye I think it looks fabulous and because this is a gift, the person I'm giving this to should damn well appreciate it, narrow end and all. 😉
Still working on my knitting project, which I am woefully behind on but that one is now also starting to take shape so I am feeling more confident about it.
Lola loves to jump around in the water, and she has started taking Toby's ball from him in a game of keep away. Then she decides to take the ball into the water, which isn't a good idea since she can't pick up the ball in the water, she only makes it sink more or she pushes it farther out in the water where I can't get it so then I have to send Toby out in the water to get the ball.
These are chuck-it balls, which aren't cheap, so I want the damn things back.
Look at her dirty face! This is what she's really like:
Don't let that cute little face fool you, she can be a terror.
Lounging around today, working on my knitting project, which, unfortunately, I know I'm not going to complete in time. That bugs me. I have been trying so hard for so long to finish what I start (and in a timely manner) that this is a step back. At least I tried, right?
Hey, has anyone seen these or tried them?
These are gorgeous and I would love to get one but they are SOOOOO very expensive I don't want to have serious buyers remorse. Does anyone have any feedback on these? I'd love to hear it.