Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Rusted Root pics

Here she is - my new favorite shirt in the whole world. And a pic of me and the kiddo hanging out in our new front yard.

Sunday, September 24, 2006

New feature: Knitting Cartoon

Combining my love for sketching, snarkiness, and extreme knitting, I've decided to start a weekly cartoon here on the blog. Every Sunday night I will post a new cartoon all about the life of the obsessed knitter. Hope you dig. Click on the pic for full-size.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Blogs and the art of wasting time

I've become obsessed with knitting blogs. I could spend hours upon hours reading about a perfect stranger's battle with lace and only slightly feel as if my life is being slowly drained away. It's harmless voyeurism into the lives of fellow knitters. Since I'm far too lazy to actually figure out how to put buttons on the sidebar or even do the links properly, I'm going to just put a few here for anyone who comes to my blog. These are my absolute fave bloggers.

P.S. I finished Rusted Root on Thursday, but the weather has again become cloudy and rainy, so pics will wait for sun. Let me just brag a little and say this is the most adorable thing I've ever made by far. Almost flawless as well.

Enjoy the blogs


And this one, although not a knitting blog, is written by a knitter. http://www.nataliedee.com/

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Let me just take a minute to say

how incredibly smokin' hot I think this guy is.

He had a cameo on "Friends" in the episode where Rachel goes to London to stop Ross's wedding (yeah, I'm one of THOSE people) and thought he was adorable. Flash forward to one of the best shows on television, "House," and my bitchy English boy fantasy reawakens. We'll pretend that on the show, he doesn't have to speak with that ridiculous American accent (which, if I had never seen him on anything else, might fool me). Let us all bask in the yummy goodness that is Hugh Laurie.

Monday, September 18, 2006

Mama and the toddler

We have our differences. He enjoys jumping in mud puddles and licking worms. I do not. I enjoy being clean and um, not licking worms. Some days we are the best of friends, giggling over the things that make toddlers giggle and just generally digging each other's company. Some days it seems that his entire purpose is to try to get me to tear out my hair, and I, in turn seem to aim only to ruin his fun. There is definitely a delicate balance between the stay-at-home mom and her child that I've not quite mastered but am figuring out as I go. Perrin and I spend all day every day together; that kind of arrangement is sure to drive anybody stone-cold bonkers. And like with any relationship, it's easy to lose sight of how to get along. It's easy to slip into a place where it's hard to relate to one another, so we stop trying to see the world through the other's eyes. I know it's hard to be 2 yrs old and want so desperately to have some control over your world but be unable to share that with the one person who is always there to tell you what to do. Sure it's a pain in the ass to clean the kiddo up after he's wallowed around in mud, but the excitement on his face is worth it. This world is a daily adventure for him, and it's often so easy to forget that things that I've seen a million times are still new to him. He's not yet desensitized to anything; maybe I'm jealous of that in my adult cynicism. Wouldn't it be great if we could hold onto that part of ourselves that never feels rushed or organized? Why is it so hard for me to remember and so easy to want to hurry him up when he's watching ants for ten minutes? Being a mom gives us a second chance to see the world as a child does, and I think it's more of a challenge for some of us than others to slow down. For a toddler, there's always time for everything. Maybe that's the attitude we should all have.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Rusted Root Progress

I'm making great progress on Rusted Root by the lovely ladies at Zephyrstyle. This is my first attempt at lace, and despite the crappy photo quality, I'm actually doing it -gasp!- correctly. It took several hours of practicing the section over and over on scrap yarn, but I was determined to get it right. In my quest to be more feminine and less punk, this was the first pattern that really got me excited. Puffy sleeves and cute lace - could it be more darling? (See past posts for pic.)
I'm knitting it with the Lorna's Laces Dove cotton/wool blend I nabbed at the Knitty party at Loopy. It's not my favorite yarn to knit with only b/c it's a little hard on my overly sensitive hands, but it's beautiful. Oh, and if you've noticed a similarity between all the things I knit for myself, yeah, I like purple.

Monday, September 11, 2006

My dad is James Bond

This kills me. My dad totally looks like Daniel Craig, the dude that is playing the new James Bond. This cracks me up, b/c at my wedding, my dad kept joking about how he looked like James Bond in his tux.

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Tubey completion

She is done! 16 days of knitting every single second I could, and I've finished it. We had our unpleasant moments, like the time I had to frog the join between the shrug and the body twice b/c it didn't look quite right, but all in all a very fun knit. I didn't even mind the eternal mindless 3X1 ribbing.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Why didn't anybody tell me?

I'm rapidly approaching my 29th birthday, and a few things have become alarmingly clear to me. I am not 21. I should not dress like I am 21. This means that I should probably be bypassing Hot Topic and Forever 21 when I go to the mall. This means that I should probably stop trying to squeeze myself into clothes designed for teenagers and covered in tiny skulls.

Why hasn't anybody taken me aside and said, "Girlfriend! (cuz when I imagine this conversation, it's always with some over-the-top expression from every 90's chick flick) You are too old to be dressing like one of the Olsen twins. Punky Brewster called and she wants her wardrobe back."
Seriously. Looking in my closet, I'm growing increasingly aware that I could top every issue of Glamour's "Don't" lists.
I leave you with this little gem that in the words of the great Tommy Lee has been "sauteed in wrong sauce."

So, if you have been seen in public with me wearing atrocities such as these, I apologize. And ask that in the future, if you are to ever again be seen in public with me, PLEASE do not let me wear crap like this. Thank you and good day.