Kitty Kitty Bang Bang AKA Knitty Knitty Bang Bang.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Yeah for OCD!

I pulled all my yarn out of the drawers/cabinet and threw it all into a huge pile on the dining room floor. The coffee table - a stainless steel diamond plate truck box - is full of sweater quantities. The rest - I left heaped on the floor. How to arrange it? Weight? Color? Auto-biographically? Chronologically? By maker? By fiber content? I think I'll go with weight, but swap out where traditionally I've stored worsted (and above) weight and my stash of WIPs and their associated yarn.

I also need to go through and do a thorough inventory of my needles and notions. Things are seriously out of hand.

Sunday looks like a yarn arranging day! That makes me happy actually.



Saturday, April 25, 2009

Stash flash.

I went to the big Hill Country Weavers inventory reduction sale yesterday out in the suburbs (luckily it was right by my office so was able to go at "lunch time"). Last time they had a big sale at the owner's house, I didn't buy anything as it was mostly novelty yarn and/or too expensive. Yesterday, I had better luck.



3 skeins of Colinette Iona. Colorway: Velvet Leaf. Wool/mohair/silk. So beautiful.



2 skeins of Colinette Giotoo. Colorway: Jay. I don't know what the hell I'm going to do with this yarn. I have NO yarn like this in my stash at all. Ribbon yarn? Hell no. But I couldn't resist. It is so beautiful.



2 skeins of Claudia Hand Painted Fingering. Colorway: Woodland Moss

Thursday, April 23, 2009

sock yarn solution

I'm committed to finishing these damn socks for Joey.

I've looked all over for more of the yarn (Spirit Trail, Alexandra, in colorway Thunder Mountain) and have been totally unsuccessful. I asked the dyer, the shop that I bought it from, and any other shops that have carried that yarn, have posted on the Spirit Trail forum on Ravelry and checked out a million Ravelry stashes.

Nothing.

So I'm doing the next best thing which is using a yarn that is slightly similar (in the same color family) to finish them.

Here is a relatively accurate - color wise - photo of the socks:



I bought a skein of Shubui Sock yarn is colorway Tweed:



I think I'll do a couple of stripes between colors and then do the end of the feet/toes in the Tweed.

Stay tuned.

Joey said today that his preferred color palette is various shades of asphalt and homeless. So I think I'm on the right track.

Ironically, Tweed is the same yarn that used to make the Transition Gloves for Ellen:

Monday, April 20, 2009

WIPs. a sampling.

Socks for Joey.

These socks have been a freaking emotional roller coaster. There have been massive tangles in both balls of yarn and it looks pretty certain that there is absolutely no way I'll have enough yarn to actually finish them. This is all pretty ironic considering the emotional ups and down, and unfinished business that lingers around my feelings for Joey.

Not sure what is going to happen to these socks. Currently I am hiding from them.



Owls sweater.



Ravelry link.

I'm making this as a cardigan. I'm going to put red glowing eyes onto one of the owls on the cowl.



Pinwheel sweater.



Ravelry link.

This has been a chore. First, I think it is ass ugly. But I really want to finish it. I actually bound off the body on Thursday at Arts & Drafts and discovered it wouldn't fit over my ample breasts. So I had to fucking pick out the bind off edge and get all those 100s of stitches back on the needles.

This sweater is an asshole.

Adapt and Survive.

I've been deeply conflicted about my apocalypse survival skills.

My apocalypse plan has been to get the pets/supplies/valuables into a vehicle and make my way north to Nikol & Ron's in Kansas. I shared this with them and they immediately had some questions about what skills I would bring to the table and I realized that in the event of the end of the world, the fact that I've known them for a zillion years doesn't necessarily guarantee entrance. Being funny, charming or old friends won't be enough.

What skills do I have? Not many. Other than turning string into clothes - which Nikol can also do, as can most of my other friends. I can't fix cars or generators. I can't shoot a gun. I can't hunt or skin an animal. I can't tie knots or make fire.

I'm also slightly lazy and I get overwhelmed easily.

In 2008, I had this great idea where I would spend all of 2009 learning the skills that I needed in order to be better prepared for the coming apocalypse/zombie apocalypse/failure of technology. The plan was to document it all - with blog entries and videos - on a URL that Nathan bought for me apocalypseresume.com. Maybe write a book about my experience.

A short list of goals:

Small engine repair
Close in hand to hand combat
Basic first aid
Hunting/Fishing
Weapons
Basic farming/gardening
Midwifery
Basic animal husbandry
Make fire
Navigate with a map and compass
Basic sewing/mending

Instead I was waylaid by the breakup before Christmas and I never got back on track. In fact, everything has felt totally off track since the end of 2008. My survival skills are totally unchanged. I still can't deliver a baby calf or plant a garden. I can't defend myself - beyond my poor roller derby blocking skills - and I still haven't touched a gun, ever....

Time is running short.

Friday, April 17, 2009

KLRU Downtown!!! Now online!!

The piece that KLRU Downtown did on Arts & Drafts is now available online.

LINK HERE.

Craft blog?

Ok. so this is supposed to be my public craft blog in connection with Vickie Howell's Craft Corps project.

My profile page is here.

My Flickr page is here. Lots of knitting photos there.

My Ravelry name is: KnittyBang.

Here is a nice article from yesterday's Daily Texan about Arts & Drafts. (The author obviously didn't know the difference between knitting and weaving, and the only reason we had so many snacks/food was because it was our 2 year anniversary party... but it is still a nice article.)

Ok. Crafting huh?

I don't seem to have very good judgement re: public vs. private. I've already had to remove a couple of posts that were about dating with herpes and dating in general and getting my heart broken. And the very first post totally includes ANAL. (Hi Dad!!)

As fiercecupcake said I'm like one of those glass frogs with the see-through skin.

And there hasn't been ANY posts about crafting at all.....

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Can't win for losing.

Response from OKCupid.com:

howdy--
Thanks for the note--it's flattering and you are to be commended for your efforts in putting yourself out there. You are correct, the shirt is from that box set from the early 90s. I'm sure we could blather on about music for an extended period of time, especially if I told you the story of seeing Shellac for the first time in a Montana roadhouse where the bikers jumped one of the mountain climbing rocker dudes and smashed his face all up, but the non-surmountable reality here is that I am close friends with yr ex-husband and his family.
Best of luck to you in this universe.
peace


My response:

Thanks for the response. I have only love and respect for Sean and his family, and I appreciate your time.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

My entry to the class notes for my high school

I have reentered the world of dating - at 38 - which isn't a pretty sight. My little sister has implored me to stop screaming "GIVE ME A BABY!" or "PUT A BABY IN ME!" as that doesn't seem to be a good start to a first date. Internet dating is a wild ride - I've had a tattooed man tell me that I'm too heavily tattooed - and am thus, no longer attractive/acceptable/soft/sensual. I had one guy take off all his clothes while I was visiting the bathroom. I came out to find him sitting naked on my couch. WOW! I've run into all manner of crazy people with crazy ideas about how the world should be. It is scary and exhilarating and terrible - and I don't recommend it AT ALL. I'm still working for XXX, and loving it. I have a new roommate who is an ex-con and have discovered that a lot of housework/cooking/yard work can be accomplished when one is under house arrest. It's like having a really great husband without any of the emotional responsibility. Amy R. and I are back in touch via FaceBook (Yeah! I missed Amy so much!) and have discovered that both of our dogs are trained to eat off forks.