EXTRA! EXTRA! cute baby newsflash!

this is my inspiration photo. inspiration to knit her a little newsboy cap that actually fits. i feel sort of guilty, in that i've knitted a blanket for another baby, and now i'm knitting me a bag, and i haven't knitted anything for my kid. who does that? who behaves so scandalously? apparently, i do. i figure, she doesn't really care, and it's my own mommyguilt rearing it's ugly head. and by the time she's old enuff to care, i'll have knitted her several things. knit her? knitted? it's a hard verb to conjugate while exhausted. anyhoo, this is a shameless post in which to flaunt her cuteness. that is all.

early christmas present

so i finished the blanket. and i knit a dishcloth, but the pattern doesn't lend itself to a verigated yarn, and it rather looked like it had a tumor. so i frogged it, and started over. and as i was doing the border of another patterned dishcloth, i thought, you know, this yarn is entirely too pretty to be a dishcloth. so, i turned to my current bible, knitting for dummies, and found the pattern for an 'everyday bag'. the pattern? knit a rectangle in garter stitch, fold it in half, and seam the sides together. as we've established from the first iteration of the blanket, i can knit a damn rectangle. so. i'm knitting me a bag in which to keep the things i knit with. my mother says that's irony. i think it's brilliant. since i'm using cotton yarn, i figure i'll line it with a solid fabric of sorts, because apparently, cotton loosens up, and i was already knitting loosely on purpose, since emily, my knitting sensei, told me i knit too tightly. so i can just see my pretty garter stitch turning into giant gaping holes through which needle points and notions may escape. altho, i'm only knitting on sevens, so perhaps not. but i think i was spoiled by the blanket, because it was knitted on 13s, and despite taking forever, it also didn't take long at all. whereas, at the rate this skinny yarn on these skinny needles is knitting, i'll be using my everyday bag to tote my geritol and calcium supplements to the damn nursing home.

i like knitting. i do. i just don't think i'm patient enough for skinny yarn and skinny needles. one or the other, but i feel like, (as with most things in life) it needs some chunk somewheres. skinny stuff makes me tense. like it wouldn't survive a famine. but i'm determined to persevere. even when i inadvertantly yarned over somewhere a few rows back, i didn't rip back to that and start over. i just thought to myself, it's ombre yarn, and no one but you will notice it. suck it up, ocd girl, and deal.

so, you're probably thinking, what on earth does this have to do with an early christmas present? well. i'll tell you. we went to get peanuts hair cut today. and near the salon was a bookstore. our small, locally owned, independent bookstore which i love. it has old style school desks with the flip top lids. i love that shit. anyhoo, we went to the bookstore afterwards, because i needed a treat for being a good girl during her haircut. so, we got peanut 2 books, (one called lets count, which has an attatched hand puppet thing, and one called don't let the pigeon drive the bus, which is hysterical.) and we got mommy 1 book, the invaluable stitch and bitch nation. i'm pretty excited about trying the flame sweater. so that's the early christmas present.

if i folded my rectangle and seamed right now, i'd have a shallow extremely long bag. good for holding like, six tubes of chapstick end to end. maybe i should knit chapstick cozys. because nothing sucks more than frozen chapstick.

peanut n a blanket

boycot HSLDA

because i just got an email about voting against same sex marriages since it threatens homeschooling. i think it's bull shit. so boycott. thank you for your time.

it's official

my kid is a talker. sentences and all. i thought the look mama, the moon thing was a fluke, but the other day my mom alked in the room and peanut said "that's my grandma!" and we were watching zaboomafooyesterday, and she said look mama, a fish! (it was a clownfish) and then, she said look mama, and did her sign for elephant (it was a rhino, but thats hella close in size and color.) and when we were in here at the computer, rocking down for her nap, i was surfing some knitty websites, and one had a pic of feet in knitted toe socks, and she said 'those are feet.' and i said yes they are! and she said, 'and piggies!' (toes).

wow. we have conversations.

this shit rocks.

see my eyeball twitching?

i may have posted about the blanket. you know, the one i'm knitting. by hand. with like, needles. and yarn. well, wool. a blendy wool, but wool none the less. and even with the new improved bamboo needles, and something as brainless as garter stitch, i am still remedial.

i didn't swatch. i'll admit that. i'm not even really following a pattern, since, you know, it's friggin GARTER stitch. but it seems to me, that if you have 100 stitches across, and 100 rows down, it should be a friggin SQUARE! no. instead, i get to row 100, bind it off, (which was an exciting thing in and of itself, as it's the first time i've done that) and lo! i examine

my carefully knit

table runner.

it's a rectangle. well, its not a rectangle anymore, because i unravelled the damn bindoff, and stuck that fucker back on the needles. and it's getting better looking. less table runnerish.

here's what i've learned, tho. if you plan to take up a hobby, say, like knitting...start with a pot holder.

up eye down!!

shit.

i frogged it. and started over with other yarn, and bamboo needles, so maybe i won't drop a million stitches.

holy sheep

i'm knittin a blanket! yep. i've already told terri, so now i can blog about it, (which i've been yearning to do, hence the blogging hiatus...i just didn't trust my fingers not to betray the absolute glee they find in clacking two needles together with some wool.)

so far, it's 90 stitches wide, and 50 rows long. i won't talk about the color, cuz something has to stay secrety,

but

i taught myself how to join two colors. i think i did it 'wrong' so to speak, because the join looks phunky, but i actually like it. it's like the blanket thought, hey! maybe i want a new color. let me see...yeah! color!

anyway. i love knitting. we had a really good beginning, right? with just plain ole knit stitch. and then, i tried learning purl, (which is just the reverse of knitting, but it was the BANE of my existence for a good while.) anyway, then, i started a diaper cover, but i got too caught up in perfectionism, and i frogged it like, 24 times. and then, i cast on, and let it sit for a while. and then i pulled it off, and put it all away in disgust, feeling like my career *cough-hobby-cough* was over before it even started.

we went to walmart the other day, and it's october, and walmart doesn't care that, october in south carolina means 80 degrees. so there were all these sweaters on display. these knitty, mocking, cabely sweaters. i probably could've dealt with that. but then. THEN. the ultimate blow. a creme colored, chunky knit throw. it was, i swear to god, the cheapest looking acryllic, knit on like, size a jillion needles, in all garter stitch. and it was 20 bucks. and i thought, hell. if walmart can sell stuff that is this craptastic, i better get on the ball and start knitting so i can market my craptastical stuff to walmart. so.

home i came. and i brought out my big azz us 13 needles. (they really rather look like clubs for angry GI Joe dolls.) and i took out my wool. and i turned on the latest episode of degrassi TNG, and i started casting on. i got all caught up in the sean/emma drama, and i forgot to count my stitches, which is how i ended up with 90, instead of a nice round hundred, but 90 is taking long enough to knit. and i started knitting my own chunkyknit blanket. and as it came together, it started to make sense. it needed to be a blanket. not a soaker, or longies (especially with bumGenius 2.0 coming out!) but a blanket, for the first baby of my best friend.

so. i'm compulsively using my computer time to surf knittng websites and blogs. and my 'free' time (read, peanutty nap time, or when i'm on the can) i knit. which is why it's only fifty rows. but the baby isn't due for another 20 odd days. so i've got time. and the weekend is coming. and that means...2 days to knit my arse off! (and a trip to savannah to the yarn store that isn't wal mart. w00t!)

peanutty updates

ankh (oink)
ack (quack)
bonkee ed (bonk me on the head)
appyappy (as in happy happy joy joy)
kipper (as in the dog on the cartoons)
oooopts (oops, but with a very distinct T sound)
dirty dirty (as in, the south, and also, pre bath conditions)
diaper
rice
chee-ken (chicken but in a mexican accent)
chair
toys
on
off (shirts, and electronic appliances both, for these)


and, in other hilarity, she can say both pillow, and sleep. and of her very own volition, if you hand her a pillow, she says, 'sleep now!' and puts her head down, and pretends to snore. seriously. she snores. i almost peed, laughing so hard.

we were out the other night, and the harvest moon was up in full effect. so i said, look, hannah, the moon! and she said, look! the moon! see the moon? and i decided right then, that she needed to stop growing up so damn fast

cunning linguist

Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence

You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary. You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.

What Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?

so stinkin sweet.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vr3x_RRJdd4

watch, then comment. i'm interested in the dialogue we can start here.