Ren Faire is cancelled: hadn't knit (or sewn) new outfits anyway
Visit mom for birthday: make her awesome super fast sweater vest (pictures to come)
Knit AT Ren Faire in MI with bestest friend ever. That was awesome
Margarita hates me for no good reason: no live in knit bud, broken heart
Move to new apartment with other of husband's friends
New roomie moves in another girl counterpart: craziness ensues
Life gets better
Start working on awesome Transformers blanket for friend
Stop working on Transformers blanket to make christmas presents
Roomie and girlfriend break up: awkwardness ensues
Start working on Transformers blanket again
Roomie's now ex-girlfriend moves out
Still working on Transformers blanket
Life starts to feel normal again with just the three of us
Hippies visit and TAKE OVER
Still working on Transformers blanket
Kick hippies out, feel guilty
Get package from bestest friend ever including lots of knitting/crochet inspiration
Revolution against Transformer blanket (even awesomeness gets monotonous)
Knitting apocalypse begins
I can't find the camera charger (thanks to ever helpfull husband) and really want to upload some pics. I will soon. I think the Knitting apocalypse is hand in hand with spring cleaning...and newly vacated spare bedrooms and my estrogen reign on our Hobbit Hole.
I'm going to make bags. And a soap holder/scrubber du dad. And a swiffer pad or two, so I don't have to spend tons of money on them since they don't work like magic as they should. I ripped out my Walk in the Moss socks, but am still making socks, still making the Walk in the Moss socks with the same yarn only my own simple pattern, making use of the heel and toe catalog in Folk Socks by Nancy Bush. I'm not nuts on frilly socks unless they're over the top mostly for the faire or just general ridiculousness. Plus, the Walk in the Moss feeling the yarn gave me (inspiring the title) wasn't being represented with the subtly decorated socks. Need something more feral/wild. Bad side of it is that I ripped out the great example of the fixed bias. Which i would have never done if I hadn't already taken a picture (and posted it on Ravelry) I'm also going to make the off the shoulder sweater. Screw waiting until I look great in all knits, I'm going to wear the ones that look good now. Plus, I just need some variety in clothing that strays from the same jeans and a rotation of black band tee shirts. I just need some clothes in general. I'm stoked. And thanks to Knit.1 for publishing a pattern in such a broad range of sizes, YAY.
Jackie's supposed to be coming here to visit in the fall, during the faire, and the sisters shall be reborn. I'm going to force her. And I'm going to go crazy with the knitting. Especially since I feel our unique business idea being encroached upon by other people's creativity and we must act. I saw a small press magazine that edged pretty close to our as-yet barely touched business genre. ...Business sounds like the wrong word.
Margarita doesn't talk to me, and I don't encourage her, I think it's better this way, even though it makes me burn with anger sometimes, and hurt with betrayal most of the time. As such, the solace that being obsessed with knitting used to be is slightly less so, not being surrounded by someone else's obsession too. But Megan from work and I might have just stared a mini weekly stitch and bitch with just the two of us on monday eves. Plus all the built up DVRed Knitty Gritty and Knit and Crochet today(some sans the wretched Cassy Depaiva)'s I've got.
Well that's quite enough for my supposedly short update.
Also I've been drooling over finishing the pirate lace.
That is all.
Rapture.
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