For our Dis.Daring yarn adventurer
Loved by her Loopies
three girls + yarn = trouble
Cora frogged a sweater and de-seamed a second one. Knitzalot reclaimed god-knows-how-many balls of Debbie Bliss Cashmerino from a Simply Marilyn. Krys frogged a sock toe and an endpaper mit, and Jessica frogged some Fixation stockings (after already doing quite a bit of frogging on her own). And Marisa happily knit threw it all.
There was also a bit of munching, including some fabulous red velvet cup cakes (Thanks Cora!) and some super yummy fresh guacamole courtesy of Trader Joe's. I made it, but all props have to go to Trader Joe's fresh guacamole kit. For around $2.60 they give you all the veggies you need to make fresh guacamole. It took less than 10 minutes to chop everything up and the 4 cups that 2 kits made was entirely gone by the end of the day. So get some, it was good!!
Jenny also had some fun yesterday. She met so many new friends! She had to give them her initial non-inviting welcome, but she quickly settled in and had a really great time. This was a totally spontaneous picture, she was hoping to get some fallen chips and ended up scooping K's yarn up with her nose. And in hoping to get said chips, she posed for quite some time before she decided that the yarn on her nose was really quite ticklish. She also found a new place to hang out...on top of Krys' knitting and yarn.
I also didn't end up frogging the hat. Cora had a great idea of how to repurpose it into a bag. It is still destined for the Goodwill pile, but at least now it will be functional for someone.
All I can say is that it is about time my Deep V Argyle Vest was finished. Sheesh. It has been folded up on my coffee table since the middle of December with nothing but the steeks left to tack down. The thought that it would really only take me another couple hours to finish and that this cold snap wouldn’t last in San Diego forever, finally got it done.
(I swear I was more happy than I look when I took the top photo.)
Yes, yes, it's me. And no, B and I didn't break up or anything like that. Although I am guilty of working that extremely cliché move of chopping my hair off after a big breakup in the past, that's not the case here, I'm very pleased to say. I just figured, why the heck not? You know- new year, new age, new 'do...
24 hours after it was cut, I found myself feeling pangs of "cutter's remorse." It's not like I'm a stranger to hair experimentation- on the contrary. My hair has been all lengths- from a short pixie cut, to long, down to the middle of my back, and all stages in between. That said, a person does get used to their hair looking a certain way, and it has been many years since my neck has been exposed to the elements. Nonetheless, I was ready for a change. Part of me wishes I had gone even shorter, but if I had, I would now, in all likelihood, be freaking out over how short it is. So, I guess this is all part of the "getting used to it" phase. I wouldn't be a girl if I didn't have second thoughts, right? But, I'm happy with it overall.
Maybe this new do' will help me with regaining some knitting and spinning mojo- one can only hope!
In fact, we were having such a great time, the restaurant finally asked us to leave as they had been closed for an hour and we were still sitting there chatting. It was super cool to finally meet Mim in person, who is not only talented, but charming and beautiful to boot. It was so nice to spend time with my girls as well, since it had been a really long time since we had all been together for some down time.
Trust me in saying that it was all I could do to leave with just these. There were so many beautiful colors and I kept seeing so many beautiful finished projects. But I was good and only got what I had planned to get.
I hate to admit it, but Jenny really took us for a walk. It was all we could do to keep up with her and I am pretty sure we should have had the speed advantage with our tall legs and all.
For the UFO Resurrection Challenge 2007, my first resurrected UFO was an easy choice: Starsky. Good 'ol Starsky got officially bagged up and stowed away some time late this summer. It had become increasingly difficult to finish the sleeves for two reasons: 1) I was knitting them two at a time and they had become wide and long and all around mind numbing; and 2) I wouldn't be able to wear the sweater for months even if I finished it. So, away it went. It was just better this way.
Can you tell which row spent the last six months on a stitch holder? I'm not super concerned as I know that these stitches will work themselves back to normal after washing and wearing, but for now they make for a nice design feature don't you think?
I'd wanted to try my hand at colorwork for a while, so I thank Andrea, MJ, and Mary-Heather and their fabulous KAL, Stranded: The Colorwork Challenge, for providing me with the perfect opportunity to give it a go. Thanks, ladies! Though I was excited, I've learned that my enthusiasm alone can take me only so far, so I figured I would start small. Hence, a hat. For said hat, I decided to try a "Traditional" Hat Kit from Bea Ellis Knitwear, using Dale of Norway Heilo in 0017 (white) and 0083 (dark charcoal). Here's a question: What was I afraid of? This colorworking thing is too much fun!
Furthermore, I would highly recommend this hat project to anyone thinking about trying colorwork for the first time. This pattern was simple enough for a newbie like me to follow (and I would assume that any of Bea Ellis' hat kits would be similarly as user-friendly), and the piece is small enough, so it isn't daunting.
My floats were a bit uneven because my tension was off in places, but I think overall I kept things under control rather well for my first go 'round. Hallelujah for blocking! A modification: I knit the hat "shorter" than the pattern called for, because I wasn't feeling how "tall" it would have been otherwise. I also haven't added any finishing touches to the tippy top yet. I kind of like it without a flourish of any kind, although I'm contemplating adding a pom pom, because...well, those are fun. What do you think?
So now that I have my first colorwork project under my belt, I have a major problem. What should my second colorwork project be??
Thanks for all the birthday wishes, and haikus! You are all so sweet! It doesn't really seem possible to me that I'm 37 years old, but my birth certificate doesn't lie...and neither do my freckles. I'm not complaining, it's just weird. 


Family. I am happy to report that traveling with the peanuts went really well, for the most part. They chilled through check-in...
...then lost it a bit at the security check point. Then again, we all kind of did. Picture, if you will: Taking babies out of car seats, disassembling car seats from stroller and placing them on conveyer belt of the x-ray machine, collapsing stroller and placing it on conveyer belt ("wheels up, please"), putting our bags on the conveyer belt, removing our shoes and sending them through the conveyer belt, walking through with then crying babies, and then reassembling everyone and everything. Whew! We were frazzled at that point, but it was pretty much smooth sailing from there. Other than a brief pre-flight freak-out session in the bathroom (there was the loud loudspeaker voice announcing the flights, which triggered the loud wailing by the girls, which led to the loud echoing of the loud wailing- gotta love bathroom acoustics), they were really good. They ate upon take-off, and then slept for most of the flight. Perfectly planned out by LA, if I must say!
Food. Hawaii, while widely known for it's sunny beaches (see above) and hospitable locals, is also home to some of the best food on the planet, hands down. Everything from fancy-shmancy Hawaii-Regional cuisine to the down-homiest of down-home "local" food, to snack foods- you can't go wrong. You (okay, me- I) could get really fat there after just a week.
I always have a set list of places/dishes to eat. Big on my list this time around: I wanted saimin. And lots of it. Saimin is close to Japanese ramen, but unique to Hawaii, so I really can't get the authentic stuff anywhere else. I made it a point to stop at Boulevard Saimin. I dragged my dad along. It's not his fave, but he indulged his visiting first born. The restaurant is small and remains pretty much the same as it did since I started eating there with my now-deceased grandparents, and my mom- vinyl booths, laminated menu, and all. After both my grandparents passed away, my mom and I would go there to eat and reminisce about my grandparents, and now I go there to eat and reminisce about my mom. True comfort food indeed!
The gang and I also met up for our annual holiday dinner. We started this tradition (way) back in high school, as an alternative to our high school's winter formal. The first year, we went to the swankiest place we could think of at the time: John Dominis (woo, talk about a blast from the past). This year's venue, some near two decades later: Alan Wong's. Mmm... This is one of my most favorite of holiday traditions. And in a year where I lacked many of my usual holiday traditions, it was really special to still have this dinner.
And finally, Mom. I always pay a visit to my mom's grave. It's not a sad place. I feel that she's around me all the time or otherwise off doing her thing somewhere- she's certainly not at this place. Still, it's nice to have a place to go to. 