One of my favorite people sent me some beautiful antique buttons. I immediately knew how to thank her for them.
First, best investment ever - Block N Roll that I purchased at Stitches Midwest last year.
Back to the scarf...
It received a rather severe blocking to open the pattern up and make it more of a short scarf.
The end result is lovely. I will say that I didn't do the button hole in the pattern.
People like to wear their scarves in a variety of ways, so I just attached the buttons as decorative.
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The down and dirty details:
Yarn(s): Plymouth Mulberry Merino
Pattern: Swoop Neckwarmer Button Scarf
Purchased: Knit & Knot Boutique Yarn Shop
Needles: size 5 US
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Sunday, February 26, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Scam Artist
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
The Plague Arrives As Usual
I'm getting tired of this annual visit from the plague. This time it brought a fever with it. Groovy.
Meanwhile, vacation was great! I'm relieved the plague didn't arrive until I was home for a few days.
I decided against the shark mittens due to many little things that could disappear while traveling. I brought this scarf project instead:
And I knit quite a bit on the plane (TSA didn't bat an eye on either end of the trip about my Signature Needle Arts circs) to and from the Southwest. I found time to do a few more rows during my stay, too.
Now, it's back to my bed to contemplate my possible demise. Yes, I do feel that bad...especially when I remember great photos like this one from the trip:
Meanwhile, vacation was great! I'm relieved the plague didn't arrive until I was home for a few days.
I decided against the shark mittens due to many little things that could disappear while traveling. I brought this scarf project instead:
And I knit quite a bit on the plane (TSA didn't bat an eye on either end of the trip about my Signature Needle Arts circs) to and from the Southwest. I found time to do a few more rows during my stay, too.
Now, it's back to my bed to contemplate my possible demise. Yes, I do feel that bad...especially when I remember great photos like this one from the trip:
Tuesday, February 07, 2012
Have Bag, Will Travel
Sunday, February 05, 2012
FO #4: The Guy's Socks
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The down and dirty details:
Yarn(s): Berroco Ultra Alpaca Light carried with Malabrigo Yarn Sock
Pattern: Basic Dude Socks
Purchased: Loopy in Chicago
Needles: size 5 US
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Friday, February 03, 2012
Chomp Chomp Chomp
Tank isn't a garbage diver, countertop or table shark, and unless it's sweet or meat she won't eat stuff that drops on the floor. She doesn't bother my yarn or project bags for knitting, and can barely muster enough energy to push her pillow around before she settles down to sleep on it.
Imagine my surprise when I came home to find the tall Ziploc container (that I had left on top of her food bin as I've done dozens of times so far) was in the middle of the living room. Looking like this:
That's right Tank "McJaws" over here went to work on the container:
I found all the pieces she had chewed off. Her mouth wasn't all tore up as I had feared (no blood, none), and fuck me, that lid was still on the container tight enough that I had problems removing it.
Of course, Tank McJaws was busy giving me the stink-eye for whatever her personal reasons were while I was repackaging the dog food. Probably because I didn't give her a treat for her efforts.
Okay, now it's time for radio silence, bambinos. I have a sock to finish between Gran Duty and homework this weekend.
Sock Countdown: 50 hours. Okay, more like 10 hours...I'm not so uptight over this project that I'm willing to lose sleep or give up reading time.
Imagine my surprise when I came home to find the tall Ziploc container (that I had left on top of her food bin as I've done dozens of times so far) was in the middle of the living room. Looking like this:
That's right Tank "McJaws" over here went to work on the container:
I found all the pieces she had chewed off. Her mouth wasn't all tore up as I had feared (no blood, none), and fuck me, that lid was still on the container tight enough that I had problems removing it.
Of course, Tank McJaws was busy giving me the stink-eye for whatever her personal reasons were while I was repackaging the dog food. Probably because I didn't give her a treat for her efforts.
Okay, now it's time for radio silence, bambinos. I have a sock to finish between Gran Duty and homework this weekend.
Sock Countdown: 50 hours. Okay, more like 10 hours...I'm not so uptight over this project that I'm willing to lose sleep or give up reading time.
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