This morning’s installment.
(Hubs never came to bed either. He spent all night watching Downton Abbey (catching up with me so we can start season 2).)
The saga continues… although I had a burst of energy last night before bed and set the coffee pot myself. It was the wrong thing to do apparently. But the husband’s love of the “Thanks, Obama” meme translated well.
When Skyrim was first announced, it didn’t immediately spark my interest. But as the summer wore on, I caught the metaphorical fever at around the same time I was looking for my next knitting project. Over a year later, I had this badass scarf on my hands. And then I waited several months to put it on tumblr for some reason…
My love of Skyrim is so epic, I feel like I live a secret life in the early hours of the morning when I indulge in it most. This scarf is amazing… and gives me ideas. Dovahkiin!
(via wherethewoollythingsare)
(Source: lakhesys, via piscesapplelady)
Lately, I’ve been waking up to “instructional” notes Chris leaves me during the wee hours of the morning - since he doesn’t sleep. And he sets the coffee pot!!
ETA- And he emptied the dish washer. People. PEOPLE!
The husband lined some matts for me so I can block easier. I gave the Kex a quick steam to see it lay flat. Not sure about how loose the knit is, but it drapes beautifully. Next one, yes I have the colors already, I’ll knit with size 8 instead of 9.
I thought I was a fast knitter but apparently Pip’s been working on my projects while I’m otherwise occupied.
New Manos del Uruguay Alegria in the shop!
Reds are tough to photograph. Some reds in particular. This is one of them. The bottom skein is a brand new gnarledpaw colorway: red, orange and green. Named, as you can see, for the Chattering Lori, it’s a vibrant, exciting color. Consider a Traveling Woman shawl or in a popular free pattern the 22.5 Degrees.
available now at gnarledpaw
Pip.
I filled a man’s gas can today while I was filling up at the gas station. He may have been untruthful with me, but he looked like he needed help and he didn’t ask for money. He asked for a little gas. Regardless, my mom always said the grace is in the gift.
Thanks Mom. You made me a nice person.
