7.21.2005
7.20.2005
The Art of Shotgunning
Thank you all so much for the comments on Hot Lava and Clappy. As Tara pointed out and Christie has also realized, HL is just a BIT warm for San Jose these days so she has been neatly folded away for the next time I spend an evening in SF.
Clappy on the other hand has been fabulous; I love sashaying around work with her in a "Je suis belle et ça ne demande aucun effort" sort of way. Seriously. Going to the copy machine is so much more stylish these days. Plus, my co-workers now think I am some sort of knitting-goddess; although I am FAR from that, it's still a nice bit of praise.
I'm currently plugging away on 'Da Bears, my Cascade OSW, Vineyard Socks, and a pair of Straight-Laced Socks. I am pretty proud of my shrinking WIP list, it's really just Arabella and the Retro stripes that have been neglected.
Last night I picked up some supplies to make a shrug for Kaci's wedding in 3 weeks, so once again Delia is working under a deadline and we all know the disasterous results that can cause. I got some other fun things as well, but I'll let photos do the talking in a couple days.
So because this blog is chronologically-challenged and I like to keep you all guessing about when I really did go out and do things, here is a minor recap of the 4th of July in good old:
Fish Camp on the 4th is such a happy place; Eric shows his patriotism, Keith carries beer in a rolly-bag, and Blake flashes the 'V-Face'.
Everyone gets in the mood, and you can't help but DANCE!
Of course, it would be the 4th if there wasn't some ridiculous beer-drinking involved. Apparently, 'shotgunning' became the consumption method of choice amongst the menfolk in attendance.
Since you can't exactly see their faces, that's Eric (Mr. Blake), Keith 'the shotgun-champ, and the Sac.
Of course, incorrect form while 'shotgunning' can lead to some not so pretty results (don't worry, this doesn't involve a 2nd viewing of the beer).
Roll-over to view
[This nifty little photo trick was brought to you Nona]
That's it for now. I am officially gearing up for 'vacation mode', because in 2 days I will be arriving here for a week of knitting, lounging, wine-drinking, and general laziness.
Ciao!
Clappy on the other hand has been fabulous; I love sashaying around work with her in a "Je suis belle et ça ne demande aucun effort" sort of way. Seriously. Going to the copy machine is so much more stylish these days. Plus, my co-workers now think I am some sort of knitting-goddess; although I am FAR from that, it's still a nice bit of praise.
I'm currently plugging away on 'Da Bears, my Cascade OSW, Vineyard Socks, and a pair of Straight-Laced Socks. I am pretty proud of my shrinking WIP list, it's really just Arabella and the Retro stripes that have been neglected.
Last night I picked up some supplies to make a shrug for Kaci's wedding in 3 weeks, so once again Delia is working under a deadline and we all know the disasterous results that can cause. I got some other fun things as well, but I'll let photos do the talking in a couple days.
So because this blog is chronologically-challenged and I like to keep you all guessing about when I really did go out and do things, here is a minor recap of the 4th of July in good old:
Fish Camp on the 4th is such a happy place; Eric shows his patriotism, Keith carries beer in a rolly-bag, and Blake flashes the 'V-Face'.
Everyone gets in the mood, and you can't help but DANCE!
Of course, it would be the 4th if there wasn't some ridiculous beer-drinking involved. Apparently, 'shotgunning' became the consumption method of choice amongst the menfolk in attendance.
Since you can't exactly see their faces, that's Eric (Mr. Blake), Keith 'the shotgun-champ, and the Sac.
Of course, incorrect form while 'shotgunning' can lead to some not so pretty results (don't worry, this doesn't involve a 2nd viewing of the beer).
Roll-over to view
[This nifty little photo trick was brought to you Nona]
That's it for now. I am officially gearing up for 'vacation mode', because in 2 days I will be arriving here for a week of knitting, lounging, wine-drinking, and general laziness.
Ciao!
7.15.2005
Craftastic Friday Night
T-20 hours until Bachelorette time. I have spent a LOT of time in craft stores the past 2 days, wanna see the final results?
Of course, a STORE bought veil wasn't good enough, I had to make one from scratch. I think it turned out quite nice, if I do say so myself ;). I also discovered the joy of asking a 70 year old Joann's employee if they carried 'beer coozies', and then proceeding to explain for 10 minutes what a 'coozie' is.
I did take about 30 minutes last night to finish up and weave in the ends of two LONG overdue projects, Hot Lava and Clapotis. Without further adu...
Hot Lava (with her ends still hanging out in all their glory)
4 Hanks Manos del Uruguay, Color Oilslick
size 8 and 10.5 needles
I made the small size w/ the c-cup increases in the bolero part. I'm not sure how I like this because the neck 'band' bunches up a lot and doesn't seem to fold over right. I still need to block this baby, so we'll see if that helps.
Clap-O-Tis
It's amazing that it has been reaching the high 90's in San Jose yet I still manage to freeze my (non-existant) balls off at work around mid-afternoon. Clap-o-tis to the rescue!
6.5 balls Karabella Aurora 8
Size 8 needles
This yarn blocks to make the most beautiful fabric. I L-O-V-E this shawl; she keeps me nice and cozy on those 90-degree San Jose afternoons. Do you like the photo shoot in the jail cell? My co-workers thought I was insane. Seriously.
More FO's down, hell yeah.
Finally, Hey Tori, thanks for tha FAB stitch markers and kind words in your card! I'm sipping my wine as I type, hope your weekend finds you time to do the same!
Ciao Bellas!
Of course, a STORE bought veil wasn't good enough, I had to make one from scratch. I think it turned out quite nice, if I do say so myself ;). I also discovered the joy of asking a 70 year old Joann's employee if they carried 'beer coozies', and then proceeding to explain for 10 minutes what a 'coozie' is.
I did take about 30 minutes last night to finish up and weave in the ends of two LONG overdue projects, Hot Lava and Clapotis. Without further adu...
Hot Lava (with her ends still hanging out in all their glory)
4 Hanks Manos del Uruguay, Color Oilslick
size 8 and 10.5 needles
I made the small size w/ the c-cup increases in the bolero part. I'm not sure how I like this because the neck 'band' bunches up a lot and doesn't seem to fold over right. I still need to block this baby, so we'll see if that helps.
Clap-O-Tis
It's amazing that it has been reaching the high 90's in San Jose yet I still manage to freeze my (non-existant) balls off at work around mid-afternoon. Clap-o-tis to the rescue!
6.5 balls Karabella Aurora 8
Size 8 needles
This yarn blocks to make the most beautiful fabric. I L-O-V-E this shawl; she keeps me nice and cozy on those 90-degree San Jose afternoons. Do you like the photo shoot in the jail cell? My co-workers thought I was insane. Seriously.
More FO's down, hell yeah.
Finally, Hey Tori, thanks for tha FAB stitch markers and kind words in your card! I'm sipping my wine as I type, hope your weekend finds you time to do the same!
Ciao Bellas!
7.07.2005
Not funny
When I went to bed last night, I had this great idea for a funny post this morning about the differences in the ways that men and women prepare dinner.
But when I woke up, I didn't really feel like being funny.
I'm looking up at all my Beatles posters in my office and feeling this incredible sadness for London right now.
God bless.
But when I woke up, I didn't really feel like being funny.
I'm looking up at all my Beatles posters in my office and feeling this incredible sadness for London right now.
God bless.
7.01.2005
Miles of St St
Members of the knit-blog world, meet my dad, Steve.
Steve's a pretty crazy guy. Like, the kind of guy who jumps out from behind walls to scare the sh*t out of my sister and I. The kind who wears napkins on his head. Yes, I definitely got my personality from him.
Last weekend, for Fathers Day, we took him to catch NASCAR weekend in Sonoma. This was a weekend unlike any other that I have experienced in a loooooooong time. When we got to the hotel the night before and my dad jokingly asked if I had brought my tube top, short-shorts, and high heels, he wasn't kidding!
It was a good father-daughter weekend, none-the-less. Dad got to sit in the Earnhardt Terrace and Lexie and I got visors. Woo.
I've been on a finishing spree the past few days, starting with Clap I (minus weaving in of the ends, hense no photo). Instead, you get miles and miles of stockingette. Cause nothing is more exciting than miles of St St.
HOT LAVA
Wanna know what your Hot Lava is going to look like 3 hanks in? Here you go.
FARMERS MARKET BAG
The Farmers Market Bag I started about 10 monthes ago. No joke. It gets a trial run a week from tomorrow at the Sunnyvale Market. Stay tuned for an action shot.
DITKA IS GOD SWEATER
DA BEARS. Enough said. This should be my 'take to the cabin and start knitting when alcohol hinders you from focusing on dpn's' project, but Jason knows me too well and already advised me to find a new project (the boy is highly protective of this acrylic). So I started the OSW last night to fill this void, although I now realize that they AREN'T kidding when they say this thing goes fast. I'm almost 1/2 way done! May need a back-up plan.
Lots of time to knit this weekend:
1. A's v. White Sox game tonight.
2. In the car on the way to Fish Camp (* yes Natalie, there IS a Fish Camp. About 1 mile from the South entrance of Yosemite National Park)
3. While drinking wine on the deck at Fish Camp
4. Sitting in traffic heading back to San Jo.
Welcome to the weekend. See you all Tuesday!
Steve's a pretty crazy guy. Like, the kind of guy who jumps out from behind walls to scare the sh*t out of my sister and I. The kind who wears napkins on his head. Yes, I definitely got my personality from him.
Last weekend, for Fathers Day, we took him to catch NASCAR weekend in Sonoma. This was a weekend unlike any other that I have experienced in a loooooooong time. When we got to the hotel the night before and my dad jokingly asked if I had brought my tube top, short-shorts, and high heels, he wasn't kidding!
It was a good father-daughter weekend, none-the-less. Dad got to sit in the Earnhardt Terrace and Lexie and I got visors. Woo.
I've been on a finishing spree the past few days, starting with Clap I (minus weaving in of the ends, hense no photo). Instead, you get miles and miles of stockingette. Cause nothing is more exciting than miles of St St.
Wanna know what your Hot Lava is going to look like 3 hanks in? Here you go.
The Farmers Market Bag I started about 10 monthes ago. No joke. It gets a trial run a week from tomorrow at the Sunnyvale Market. Stay tuned for an action shot.
DA BEARS. Enough said. This should be my 'take to the cabin and start knitting when alcohol hinders you from focusing on dpn's' project, but Jason knows me too well and already advised me to find a new project (the boy is highly protective of this acrylic). So I started the OSW last night to fill this void, although I now realize that they AREN'T kidding when they say this thing goes fast. I'm almost 1/2 way done! May need a back-up plan.
Lots of time to knit this weekend:
1. A's v. White Sox game tonight.
2. In the car on the way to Fish Camp (* yes Natalie, there IS a Fish Camp. About 1 mile from the South entrance of Yosemite National Park)
3. While drinking wine on the deck at Fish Camp
4. Sitting in traffic heading back to San Jo.
Welcome to the weekend. See you all Tuesday!
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