Good Bye Summer

It’s Autumn.  I adore the cooler weather.  The beautiful colours.  The lack of biting insects.  It’s the best time of year to be home with my little dude.  Or out with him.  We went to the park today.  It’s cloudy and a bit blustery but we dressed for it.  I’m a knitter and crocheter.  We are not lacking in scarves, hats and mittens.  Or we won’t be once I get finished making this year’s crop of them.  Lately, I’ve been addicted to making a particular shawl.  Called a Virus Shawl, it’s a quick and pretty easy pattern once you get the hang of it.  It’s easy to find if you google it and there’s a pretty straightforward video tutorial.  There’s some small amount of controversy over whose free pattern it is so for this one you’re just going to have to google it for yourselves.  It works up like this…


And here’s one of a most beautiful lady modelling a gorgeous one I made…


They are both made with Red Heart Unforgettable yarn.  I’m making a third with colourway Parrot.  It’s glorious.

I also managed to whip up a throw blanket in just under a month.  Yay me!!  It was a wedding shower gift for a dear cousin.  I’m so glad she liked it.


This is it half done.  I really love the way it turned out.  The pattern was Easy Ripple Afghan which is another favourite of mine.  I like it because it’s an easy repeat and doesn’t have the holes you so often find in a crochet chevron blanket.  I have some of the yarn left and have matching plans for it but I’m not going to get into it in case my cousin reads this.

Now that it’s cooling off and the Boy and I aren’t so new at this whole “at home all the time with mom” thing, I should have more time to blog again.  Also, with the cooler weather I’ve pulled out my stock pot and will be searching out and trying new recipes for soups and stews to help keep our bellies nutritionally, yet frugally, full.  I already have a delightful pork stock that has squash soup written all over it.

Catch y’all later.



A Gift of Time and Space

This morning when I was writing my blog I was depressed. I was sad and disheartened and just all around blue. One of the most unhappy things was my chosen workspace. Imagine a dingy basement with a dingy workbench. Two years worth of crap and junk piled nearly to the rafters.  Cleaning it up and setting it up was a daunting task and I had no idea where to start. And then my husband asked me to go down to the freezer and get him some ice cream. 

This is what I found. Thank you Love. It’s not finished. I still have to rearrange things and set it up so it’s my own little happy nook but you did all the hard work and I love you for it.  

ISO Time, Materials and Patience

I got sniped in an auction last night.  I watched the thing all day.  Put my bid in before lunch and sat with the high bid all afternoon telling myself repeatedly that I must not get my hopes up.  Must not plan the many delightful projects I would work up if I actually won.  I am aware that sniping is a thing.  I spent some time mentally preparing myself for the possibility that last second (not minute, second) bids would most likely happen and that I wouldn’t win this lot of stuff I so craved.  I lost by 50 cents.  Is post-auction loss depression actually a thing?

Crafting is expensive.  In the long run one does save money by giving handmade things as gifts and by using already owned materials to make needed things.  If you think of my auction in a certain way I actually saved money by losing since I was fine without the goods I didn’t win before I knew they existed and will live without them now that some sniping piece of garbage has won them.  Yes, I am a freak and stalked her profile.  She’s a housewife who has nothing but time to sit and make beautiful things all day and obviously has the money to afford to buy things at full price.  I am aware that winning materials for cheap at auctions like this is one of the reasons she appears so affluent.  I’m mostly just bitter and whining uselessly at my inability to catch  a break.  I have things, THINGS! inside me that need me to make them.  They need to come out and be made and gifted and sold to others.  Sadly, real life doesn’t appear to be inclined to cooperate with me so all of these wonderful things just stew in there.

As delightful as it is, crafting can be depressing too.  At least for me.  I go to stitch and bitch gatherings and see how incredibly quick the others are and wonder what one has to do to get a stitch rate so speedy you can’t even see their hooks or needles flying.  I hear about mountains of yarn, and beads and findings and tools available free to good homes and can’t seem to be the good home they were looking for.  I plod through my day at work thinking about all the great stuff I could be making and then run my arse off all evening with my son and then fall into my comfy chair too exhausted to go down and clean out the space I’ve chosen to house my little obsession with handmade stuff.

I know I just need to be patient.  Work will figure itself out.  My son will get to an age where he could work beside me or do his own thing instead of dragging me away from anything that isn’t paying strict attention to him.  My workbench will get cleaned out and set up.  Jars and baskets of supplies gleaming in neat and tidy array just waiting for me to put on some wicked good tunes and tell the real world to fuck off for a while.  I’m making things. I just have to wait.  Wait and keep trying.  It’ll all line up someday and I’ll be ready.

On the subject of good tunes.  I’ve been directed to an incredible online radio station.  Classic rock. Probably what I’ll have on when I finally get the chance to find my crafty side and let her go free.

Check him out.

So, I have a blog

Been working on deciding how to go about writing a blog and what exactly it will be about.  Difficult part right now is trying to type with an incredibly uncooperative “L” key as my son has somehow managed to infest my laptop with crumbs despite not being allowed to touch it.

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So I suppose I’ll post a pic of some of my work.  This was a series of “princess” hats I made by request.  Uh, lets say Snow Princess, Water Princess and Tidy Princess with a fondness for mice and pumpkins.  I’m told the little girls who were the recipients absolutely adore them.

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These ones are neat.  I made the ball of yarn on the left into the hat on the right.  That one was a free pattern I found on called the Squarshy Hat

Looking forward to getting some stitching in tonight.  Just checking if the Winnipeg Jets are playing tonight and…YES!!!!  Mommy is gonna cuddle up with her jammies and her Jets and work on Papa’s afghan.

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