There’s a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line. ~ Oscar Levant (1906 – 1972)
I have never been happier to see a pair of socks come off the needles. I really like the finished look of these socks, but I hated knitting them.
Pastel Rainbow Socks
What: Pastel Rainbow Socks
Date started: 2/12/07
Date finished: 9/11/07
Lesson Learned: None.
Destination: my feet!
And, the leftover yarn (with a 7″ leg!):
I really like these socks, but I hated knitting this pattern. I don’t know why: it’s simple and easy to memorize. I just did not enjoy knitting it, so it took seven months to finish these socks.
I have two pairs of socks left on the needles. I’m going to try to finish them before I cast on the next pair. The next pair will probably be a plain stockinette pair knit with this fabulous yarn:
Lately Kishka has been sleeping with one foot stretched out and one foot tucked underneath her. I call it The Flamingo:
What I find most odd about this is that this is how I usually sleep. Either Kish and I are on the same wavelenghth, or she’s been watching me sleep and is taking notes.
I remember a place, a town, a house like a lot of other houses, a yard like a lot of other yards . . .*
One thing I’ve really missed during the past few weeks has been being outside and taking pictures. On Saturday morning, I settled in on my back steps and snapped some pictures.
Samantha worked very hard on excavating her hole:
Kishka was just trying to catch some rays, but Sam kept backing into her:
And throwing dirt on her:
I brushed Kishka and the breeze scattered her fur across the yard:
I haven’t been able to do any yard work this year. The weeds around the power pole are getting out of control:
My clothesline is just waiting to be used:
My gardening tools are also waiting for me:
I’ve watched more TV in the past month than I ever have in my life. I’ve rediscovered one of my all time favorite shows: The Wonder Years. I was a huge fan of the show during its original run, but had never seen it in syndication. Until now.
The ION network is showing it twice a day, five days a week and I’m Tivo’ing every episode. I was hesitant to watch the show again. I feared it might not live up to my lofty memories. I was wrong. I love the show even more as an adult. As much as I also love MASH and Little House (my two other all time favorite shows), they ended with not-so-great finales. The Wonder Years’ finale was every bit as good as the rest of the series.
My recovery is taking longer than I would like (but I’m healing at the rate that is to be expected), but I am so happy and grateful that I can knit again. I’m making progress on socks.
The Pastel Rainbow Socks are moving slowly, but there is a tiny bit of progress:
I’m still unsure about the Pink Clouds socks. I think the yarn may pool, but I’m hopeful it will keep striping:
The Tropical Monkey socks now have heel flaps:
Finally, what’s a post without puppy paws:
And portraits of my girls:
* quote is from the final voice over of The Wonder Years series finale:
“Growing up happens in a heartbeat. One day you’re in diapers, the next day you’re gone. But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul. I remember a place, a town, a house like a lot of other houses, a yard like a lot of other yards, on a street like a lot of other streets. And the thing is, after all these years, I still look back, with wonder.”
Today’s Saturday Sky isn’t just the sky, it’s the squeal inducing sight I saw this morning when I climbed out of bed:
To understand why I squealed, I have to back up a bit, to Tuesday.
A fast moving, strong snowstorm went through on Tuesday. The storm started with ice pellets falling from the sky for several hours and this morphed into 50+mph winds and several inches of heavy, wet snow. During the storm, my power went out and I looked out my window to see a power pole snapped in two:
Power outages are common where I live so I had prepared by filling my washing machine with water and turning up the heat in the house.
When I saw the power pole was snapped, I knew I was in trouble. Once the storm cleared and ushered in warm, sunny weather, I discovered that at least five power poles right about my house were snapped and over 150 poles in my area had suffered the same fate.
This was not going to be the usual 4-6 hour power outage. I expected it to be about as long as the longest power outage I had ever experienced here: 26 hours.
I was wrong. So very wrong.
My power went out Tuesday afternoon. It did not come back on until late Saturday afternoon. For those of you keeping track at home, my power was off for 98 hours.
98 hours with no electricity, no heat and no running water.
The lack of heat was only a problem the first day. I spent Night One shivering underneath five blankets while wearing a sweatsuit, wool socks and fuzzy feet.
The lack of running water was a pain, but wasn’t that big of a deal. I keep ten gallons of drinking water in the house at all times and while I did make a Wal*Mart run on Day Two for more water and batteries, the critters and I probably could have survived on those ten gallons. I used the water in the washing machine to flush the toilet, so I just missed showering and washing my hair.
The lack of electricity bothered me a lot for the first day or so. I’m a news junkie and am always checking the cable news channels and websites to see what’s going on in the world. When I knit, I’m always watching TV, surfing the Internet, emailing and IM’ing at the same time. After a day without these distractings, I settled into a relaxing new routine.
I took time during the day to sit on my deck and watch the birds play in the trees. When the sun had set in the evening I didn’t immediately pull the curtains and turn on the lights. I kept the curtains open until the last drop of daylight had been squeezed from the sky.
Then I turned on my lanterns and began to knit.
I started with the Socks of Spring, but they didn’t hold my interest for long:
I was in a heel turning mood one night and turned four heels:
Finally, I cast on for the socks I’ve been thinking about for about a month:
I’m amazed at how much I can knit when I focus on just the knitting. It was a nice change to knit only to the soft snoring of dogs and when I felt the need to hear noise, I caught up on the many podcasts that have been languishing on my iPod.
I’m happy to be back in the 21st century, but I’m grateful for the time I had to slow down and appreciate everything around me.
I’m feeling restless with my current socks. I like them, but I keep itching to cast on new socks. Here’s what is on the needles now:
I’ve received a few questions about my Paas dyed yarn, specifically: “How did you get all those colors by just throwing it all in the pot?”
I should have explained this in my original post. Obviously, it wasn’t just a case of tossing the dye and yarn together and hoping for the best. It was actually a comedy of errors that managed to turn out wonderfully.
I originally dyed the yarn pink. However, the yarn sucked up the dye before I could get the whole skein swished around, so the skein was about half pink and half not dyed. I decided to mix up the ‘spring green’ dye tablet and paint the undyed portions of the skein. However, being the klutz that I am, I accidentally dropped the green dye tablet in the dye bath, and not the in container I had set aside for it. The pink and green combined to make a color that can only be described as ‘dog puke brown’. It wasn’t pretty.
At this point, I just wanted to save the skein so I picked the darkest color tablet (‘denim’) and mixed up two tablets of this color. I poured the dark blue dye into the dye pot, mixed it up and walked away for an hour or so. When I returned, I was very happy to see the green/blue/yellow/touch-of-pink skein that you saw in the last post.
Maybe I’ll cast this yarn on the needles next. I’m curious to see how it turns out.
Samantha recently discovered my shawl lying across the back of the couch. She pulled it down, balled it up and went to sleep:
Kishka is a simple girl. She just uses the pillow:
The Iris socks are knitting for home:
The Pastel Rainbow socks are (finally!) past the heel:
The Socks of Spring have their cuffs finished:
Samantha loves her toys. Here she is with her (now headless) purple bear:
And, thanks to post Easter clearance sales, here is her new rabbit:
Finally, last night’s sunset:
Who is your favorite news anchor/reporter? Why?
Brian Williams. I’ve liked him ever since he had his own news show on MSNBC. I watch his Nightly News every night and read his blog. He’s the only anchor/reporter I can watch and feel like he/she knows what he/she is talking about. (Katie Couric I’m looking at you.)
Name 3 foods that are currently in your freezer.
Chicken, strawberries and peroigoes.
If you were to have the opportunity to name a new town or city, what would you call it?
Ack. I don’t like these silly questions.
What will most likely be the next book you read?
1776. I’m going to start it tonight.
What’s the first thing you notice about the opposite gender?
If I’m close to him, the eyes. If it’s from a distance, the chest and arms.
Another scarf flew on and off the needles in less than 24 hours:
Green and Blue Scarf
Date started: 3/22/07
Date finished: 3/22/07
Dimensions: 3.75″ x 44″, including fringe
Lesson Learned: None. I still love this yarn.
Destination: Warm The World
I knit a bit more on the Pastel Rainbow socks:
I like how this pattern looks, but knitting it is boring me out of my skull.
So, I knit a little on the Berry Pink socks:
Parker likes to strike a pose on the back of the couch:
While Romeo prefers to curl up in his blanket:
Samantha’s love affair with the pink bunny continues:
Kishka finally got a chance to play with the bunny while Samantha was sleeping:
Kishka also kept a close eye on me:
The girls practiced synchronized sleeping:
A gorgeous afternoon:
morphed into another sensational sunset:
Today’s Saturday Sky:
There’s been a lot of knitting (and TCM watching!) around here.
The Grapes of Wrap shawl:
The Pastel Rainbow socks:
And introducing, the Pinky Purple socks:
I recently bought the girls a new toy and it’s been quite a hit:
Have you ever watched a cat take a bath? It’s darn cute:
I usually go to bed when I get tired. It’s now 4am and I’m not tired at all. So, I’m blogging.
The Pastel Rainbow socks are moving right along:
There’s a new project on the needles. The Grapes of Wrap shawl:
Earlier tonight I had a Cary Grant movie marathon and discovered something. Cary Grant is even more attractive when he’s knitting:
:: sigh ::
And here I thought the perfect man didn’t exist. But, Cary Grant, knitting? Damn. I knew I was born too late!
Earlier today I looked up and saw a beautiful sight:
My girls are growing closer. Sam and Kish have always gotten along, but they never really hung out together. And, on the rare occasions when any of my dogs would snap at each other, it was always them. I was hoping that they would grow closer after Max’s death and they have.
Speaking of Kishka, I’ve shown many of her couch yoga positions, but have never shown her dining habits. Yes, dining. Kishka does not eat like every other dog I’ve ever owned (standing up and downing the food in under five minutes).
What you can’t see is that it takes her 20-30 minutes to eat a bowl of food. She takes dainty little bites and pauses between each bite. If she could talk, I’m quite sure she’d demand a cloth napkin and fine cutlery.
What sound, other than the normal ringing, would you like your telephone to make?
I can’t think of anything. Cell phones have all kinds of rings and I can’t think of anything I would want. I find most ring tones to be annoying as hell.
Describe your usual disposition in meteorological terms (partly cloudy, sunny, stormy, etc.).
Mostly sunny with a slight chance of storms.
What specific subject do you feel you know better than any other subjects?
Science. I am a total science geek, especially biology.
Imagine you were given the ability to remember everything you read for one entire day. Which books/magazines/newspapers would you choose to read?
If a popular candy maker contacted you to create their next confection, what would it be like and what would you name it?
This is a silly question because the perfect candy already exists: peanut butter cups!
The Pastel Rainbow socks are on the needles:
And the critter parade……..
Parker is enjoying the sunshine:
Samantha is snoozing:
And Kishka wishes I’d stop taking pictures so she can sleep:
Finally, kitty paws!