One day soon, this will be a zombie monster.
I'm going to piece together a few of the monster patterns to create it.
Stay tuned...
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Sock - A -Rama of Awesome
I'm 3/4 of the way through the first sock of this second pair. Here I'm ready to snip the yarn to create the foot opening:
And this is Tank, carefully averting her eyes lest her corneas be singed with the awesomeness of the sock...
I have to admit, I'm the only one that thinks this is awesome due to the fact it's my second pair using this pattern and they fit as nice as the first pair!
Otherwise, they're not so awesome...merely charming.
And this is Tank, carefully averting her eyes lest her corneas be singed with the awesomeness of the sock...
I have to admit, I'm the only one that thinks this is awesome due to the fact it's my second pair using this pattern and they fit as nice as the first pair!
Otherwise, they're not so awesome...merely charming.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
There Went Those 6 Hours
I had a sleep study last night.
If it weren't the pea-sized globules of adhesive squishing around on my skull that anchors the electrodes/skull wires whenever I moved my head or the finger monitor with the red-eye of death beaming out in the dark room, it was the nose/mouth torture device that was prohibiting sleep.
It's just like a nose tube for oxygen, except there's a small flap that comes down in front of your mouth - so up the nose and in front of your lips to measure air flow (or lack of), if you don't rip it off by hour 2 of your study, that is...I mean, honestly, in this age of bluetooth technology and virtual colonoscopies, a tube up your nose and wires stuck all over you is the best we can do?
I did manage four hours of sleep, so it wasn't a wasted night, but I had to remain in bed until the entire six-hour cycle of the test had elapsed. Instead of going home at 3 am to the comfort of my own bed, I had to lie around for another two hours. *sigh*
As I mentioned elsewhere, I came home with no makeup, hair all jacked up, strange markings on my face, rumpled clothing, missing my bra, exhausted, and craving carbs when I got home. It was like coming home from one of the best parties ever, except for the fun of participating in such a party...
Today has been an odd mix of napping, knitting, and watching 3rd Rock From The Sun. Tank has been hanging out with me, keeping pace with all the napping quite well, thank you.
If it weren't the pea-sized globules of adhesive squishing around on my skull that anchors the electrodes/skull wires whenever I moved my head or the finger monitor with the red-eye of death beaming out in the dark room, it was the nose/mouth torture device that was prohibiting sleep.
It's just like a nose tube for oxygen, except there's a small flap that comes down in front of your mouth - so up the nose and in front of your lips to measure air flow (or lack of), if you don't rip it off by hour 2 of your study, that is...I mean, honestly, in this age of bluetooth technology and virtual colonoscopies, a tube up your nose and wires stuck all over you is the best we can do?
I did manage four hours of sleep, so it wasn't a wasted night, but I had to remain in bed until the entire six-hour cycle of the test had elapsed. Instead of going home at 3 am to the comfort of my own bed, I had to lie around for another two hours. *sigh*
As I mentioned elsewhere, I came home with no makeup, hair all jacked up, strange markings on my face, rumpled clothing, missing my bra, exhausted, and craving carbs when I got home. It was like coming home from one of the best parties ever, except for the fun of participating in such a party...
Today has been an odd mix of napping, knitting, and watching 3rd Rock From The Sun. Tank has been hanging out with me, keeping pace with all the napping quite well, thank you.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Rolling Along
Life has not been very groovy in Sumo Knitter Land. More medical tests. I have the Ick. On round two of meds. Stress at several levels from various sources - work isn't the only culprit.
So today was Gran duty day, which went better than usual in the time management area. It was so much better that I was able to come home and take a much needed (and lusted for) nap with the Tank.
And I was lucky enough to finish a pressing item or two on my long list for today. However, part of the suckage this week is the laundry room isn't working at my complex. The Gran graciously offered me the use of her washer and dryer tonight when we were doing the "bananas in a bag" gig, so I took her up on it. I loathe the laundromat.
One of the many nice things about hanging at the Gran's is that I'm sort of forced to leave work, college, etc. at home since she doesn't have internet connection and I'm not about to type a 1,000 word report on my BB. This means knitting time:
Yes, since the lace cardigan has miles of 2x2 ribbing that's dragging me down, I slapped another pair of socks on the SNA needles and took off today with them to the Gran's:
The yarn is from a Tucson store, Purls, when I visited out there in February. It's from Pagewood Farms, "Alyeska."
And even if my day is just shit from one end to the other, Iris never fails to cheer me up a bit, hanging out with the Buddha on my dining table.
So today was Gran duty day, which went better than usual in the time management area. It was so much better that I was able to come home and take a much needed (and lusted for) nap with the Tank.
And I was lucky enough to finish a pressing item or two on my long list for today. However, part of the suckage this week is the laundry room isn't working at my complex. The Gran graciously offered me the use of her washer and dryer tonight when we were doing the "bananas in a bag" gig, so I took her up on it. I loathe the laundromat.
One of the many nice things about hanging at the Gran's is that I'm sort of forced to leave work, college, etc. at home since she doesn't have internet connection and I'm not about to type a 1,000 word report on my BB. This means knitting time:
Yes, since the lace cardigan has miles of 2x2 ribbing that's dragging me down, I slapped another pair of socks on the SNA needles and took off today with them to the Gran's:
The yarn is from a Tucson store, Purls, when I visited out there in February. It's from Pagewood Farms, "Alyeska."
And even if my day is just shit from one end to the other, Iris never fails to cheer me up a bit, hanging out with the Buddha on my dining table.
Thursday, June 09, 2011
A Whole Box Of Happy!
This week has sucked major dirt. I'm so happy that tomorrow is Friday, for *many* reasons, and not for the least reason of this arriving from Jimmy Beans Wool today:
Layer one:
Layer two:
Iris senses that there's possible monster making from all this yarn:
Iris is one clever monster.
(And cute, to boot!)
Layer one:
Layer two:
Iris senses that there's possible monster making from all this yarn:
Iris is one clever monster.
(And cute, to boot!)
Sunday, June 05, 2011
FO #14 - Monster 1
Remember Iris the Gourmet Monster kit?
She is done!
Prior to being pulled together:
I want to proudly point out how I turned the heels on Iris' legs/feet!
Big ass bag of polyfiber - no name brand that was on sale at Michael's:
After trying out three types of seaming, I went with a drawstring type closure so Iris would seat better:
As the designer, Rebecca Danger, suggested I didn't stuff the entire legs and arms, just the feet and hands.
I'm not too proud to admit that I suck ass at sewing and hemming. Another reason I'll never be a surgeon...
So far so good - I thought about the eyes being off-kilter and decided to keep them like that:
Time for some teeth:
Ta-dah!
Iris was hanging out when I realized she may look better with a belly button that is the Danger Craft touch:
While I can't sew or hem, I kick ass in embroidering belly buttons!
Tank is cool with the new addition, kind of:
Tank: She's fine. She goes after my marrow bones, I'll bite the bitch.
She is done!
Prior to being pulled together:
I want to proudly point out how I turned the heels on Iris' legs/feet!
Big ass bag of polyfiber - no name brand that was on sale at Michael's:
After trying out three types of seaming, I went with a drawstring type closure so Iris would seat better:
As the designer, Rebecca Danger, suggested I didn't stuff the entire legs and arms, just the feet and hands.
I'm not too proud to admit that I suck ass at sewing and hemming. Another reason I'll never be a surgeon...
So far so good - I thought about the eyes being off-kilter and decided to keep them like that:
Time for some teeth:
Ta-dah!
Iris was hanging out when I realized she may look better with a belly button that is the Danger Craft touch:
While I can't sew or hem, I kick ass in embroidering belly buttons!
Tank is cool with the new addition, kind of:
Tank: She's fine. She goes after my marrow bones, I'll bite the bitch.
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