tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50166542011-09-30T09:11:53.636-04:00grannysquarelhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.comBlogger271100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-1124224434610765762005-08-16T16:32:00.000-04:002005-08-16T16:33:54.610-04:00This is only a test.Will the blog return? Stay tuned!lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-932015182003-04-24T17:42:00.000-04:002003-04-24T17:42:37.986-04:00NOT FOUND!
And now, my friends, we come to the part of the blog in which I ruminate on the internet and the way it affects how we all think. I will address, more specifically, the 404 error message.
Now, I read quite a number of blogs each day. I like seeing what people are up to and reading about what they’re thinking and doing. A lot of personality comes through, along with the knitting, lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-930552282003-04-22T12:47:00.000-04:002003-04-22T12:49:48.000-04:00I LACK KNITTING CHUTZPAH
I've been thinking about this lately, as I go about my daily life, knitting, not blogging, reading about other people's knitting. I lack knitting chutzpah. I really do.
What in blazes am I talking about? Well, I seem to be in a rut here. When I started knitting seriously again, about eight months ago, I chose fairly basic sweaters to work on, with minimal shaping, lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-926749782003-04-15T17:40:00.000-04:002003-04-15T17:46:53.000-04:00CLEARING THE DECKS
Well, my friends, things are moving along. I did indeed seam the Serendipitous Cardigan this weekend. Nice job, self. Thanks to everyone who took a moment to share your finishing wisdom, it was much appreciated. As I had feared, the Circus yarn did make the process a pain, but the fuzziness closed in around the seams and rendered them nearly invisible. All in all, the lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-923862522003-04-10T17:53:00.000-04:002003-04-10T17:58:27.000-04:00NO TIME TO BLOG, MUST KNIT.
Wow. This blog has gotten pretty boring lately. Anyone reading out there? No? Well, I brought it upon myself. Fact is, there’s been a dearth of updates here because I’ve been knitting a fair amount this week. Over the weekend, I cam e to the realization that I have some lovely late winter/early spring projects on the needles that need finishing before the lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-917990192003-04-01T17:30:00.000-05:002003-04-02T08:58:26.000-05:00YOU NEVER WRITE
How true. I'm sorry. The fact is, I've been doing a bit of socializing lately, and my knitting has suffered. I have found it to be difficult to pull out the knitting when spending time with non-knitting friends. They seem to think that you are either bored by their company, or ignoring them, or a combination of the two. In any case, I am hoping to get things back on track lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-914383502003-03-26T17:24:00.000-05:002003-03-26T17:27:11.000-05:00INFIDELITY
Sorry for the lack of updates here. The truth is, I’ve been feeling a touch ashamed. I know you all want to hear the story, so… here goes. I’ve always been a one project sort of person. This dates back to the crochet days, when I would work on a single project for three years, finish it at last, and have it not fit. (The root of my current measuring obsession can be found there, lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-911489572003-03-21T17:27:00.000-05:002003-03-21T17:29:41.000-05:00MY KNITTING IS NOT THAT INTERESTING
Yes, it’s true. I’m so sorry. Other people, they’re doing cool stuff. Wendy turns out a fair isle sweater every two weeks, it seems. Michelle just finished a Philosopher’s Wool sweater and has begun an intarsia piece. Teresa is moving and knitting a fair isle vest, simultaneously. Each row that these people knit is exciting. Their every stitch is a lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-910850302003-03-20T17:27:00.000-05:002003-03-20T17:33:17.000-05:00TEMPLATE TERROR
Well, okay. I wasn’t going to post today at all, because, frankly, the progress on my cabled raglan just isn’t that interesting. (I’m making the front! It’s a lot like the back! But with a neckline! You get the idea.) But then, I cruised by Larry’s site, and I saw that he was talking about making some changes to his Blogger template and that it was not going so well. And lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-910216962003-03-19T18:39:00.000-05:002003-03-20T17:17:13.000-05:00I LOVE YOU, DSL.
I know, everyone's getting a little sick of my yammering on about the DSL. Either you already have high-speed internet, and you're over the excitement, or you don't, and you really wish I would stop rubbing it in. Well, I will stop, I promise. I just wanted to let you know that I got it installed without major difficulty and am surfing away.
The downside to the DSL? I spendlhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-907221162003-03-14T13:30:00.000-05:002003-03-14T13:30:47.653-05:00DSL!
Yes, my friends, today is the day that my DSL dream becomes a reality. I have the modem. My friends at the telephone company assure me that my connection has been turned on. I just have to go home, pop in the install cd, and away we go. Posting from home. Oh, yeah. Of course, I do know one person who, in the install process, managed to trash her computer completely, but I trust that lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-906721252003-03-13T17:32:00.000-05:002003-03-13T17:32:35.326-05:00FORGING AHEAD
I am cabling the raglans! They are looking quite good, though I say it myself, for a first cable endeavor. I hope to have the back done tonight. Sadly, this means I must cast on for the front, and I hate casting on with this yarn, due to it’s tendency to break. Larry very kindly suggested that this was less the fault of my potentially screwy cast on method, and more the fault lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-906070032003-03-12T15:52:00.000-05:002003-03-12T17:01:03.000-05:00BURNING DOWN THE HOUSE
What a weekend it was. Babies were born. Friends came to visit. And, on Saturday, the dear boy damn near set the apartment on fire. I know you’re all on the edges of your respective seats by now, so I’ll give you the rundown.
We have a garret apartment in a large, Victorian house. This means that we are tucked right up under the eaves and, towards the edges of the lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-904151522003-03-09T15:41:00.000-05:002003-03-09T15:41:15.500-05:00Hm. Wrote this on Friday, forgot to post. Now, it's a little Sunday treat. Exciting, no?
STARTING…
Well, my friends, thanks again for the votes. The decision was split right down the middle, 2 to 2. (Okay, that’s not really that many votes. But, hey, for a blog without pictures, we’re not doing so badly here.) As we have a tie, I have decided that the fairest thing to do will be to startlhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-901995862003-03-05T17:33:00.000-05:002003-03-06T13:39:08.000-05:00IN WHICH I BROADEN MY HORIZONS
Well, I hate to disappoint, but I did not knit a stitch yesterday. Why, you ask? Because I went to a play. Yes, I try to keep culturally current, to the best of my humble ability, and, towards that end, I have a yearly subscription to a little theater in town that we like to call the Yale Rep. (Now you all know where I live. Let the stalking begin! Just lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-901284092003-03-04T14:54:00.000-05:002003-03-04T15:01:18.000-05:00ABSENCE MAKES THE HEART GROW FONDER
Did you miss me? No? Oh, well, never mind.
In any case, if anyone was checking the little blog, I am sorry for the lack of updates last week. The mother of one of my close friends died early in the week, and I didn’t feel so chatty. Then Mr. Rogers died. I feel as if my childhood is being snatched away from me. Does anyone remember when Prince Tuesday lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-895101002003-02-21T13:40:00.000-05:002003-02-21T13:40:49.143-05:00OH, LORD
Well, okay. Let’s start on a positive note. I finished the Lotus Pink Bobbles. It’s really nice. It’s drying in my bathroom, even as we speak. (It is to be hoped that the cat is not sitting on it. He did that once with another drying knitted item and dyed himself blue for a week. A Lotus Pink cat could be a little disturbing.) The sizing up of the hat worked pretty well. I may lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-894465592003-02-20T13:41:00.000-05:002003-02-20T13:41:25.953-05:00WELL, NOW
To begin, I must apologize for the sporadic updates this week. Somehow, I’ve been feeling a trifle less posty. (I know, “posty” isn’t a word. But maybe it should be. Dig?) It’s been a pretty standard week, and, to be honest, “four more inches on the Koigu scarf!” just didn’t seem like an earth-shattering announcement. But that’s just me. Don’t want to share unless I can astonishlhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-893317742003-02-18T17:30:00.000-05:002003-02-19T09:22:47.000-05:00A NOTE ON FELTED CLOGS
Mattie Lou had asked in the comments about the felted clogs I am knitting. Mattie Lou, if you are reading, I am using the Fiber Trends felted clog pattern. I got it at a local yarn shop, but many online sources carry Fiber Trends patterns as well, including Patternworks. I am not finished yet, so I can’t really comment on whether or not I am happy with the clogs. You lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-891044632003-02-14T13:44:00.000-05:002003-02-14T13:44:47.363-05:00CAN YOU FEEL THE LOVE?
And I’m not talking about Valentine’s Day. No, I’m talking about Theresa, of Bagatell fame, who has made grannysquare her aortal link of the moment. The little blog has arrived. I am overwhelmed. Theresa: first the translation for the ‘bed coziness,’ then the instructions for stash recycling, and now this. It’s too much! I will have to start sending you a yearly lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-890555152003-02-13T17:22:00.000-05:002003-02-13T19:48:41.000-05:00BRUSHES WITH CELEBRITY
Okay, I swear this is the last time I am going to talk about the comments. Promise. All right? But here’s one last thing. I honestly cannot decide which gives me a bigger thrill: finding a comment from someone whose blog I read (knitting celebrity!) or finding one from someone with a blog that is new to me. It’s all just fabulous. Thanks for stopping by and lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-889842152003-02-12T13:20:00.000-05:002003-02-12T13:20:50.630-05:00IN WHICH I RAIL AGAINST MY LOCAL VIDEO STORE
Well, my friends, if you were waiting for my insightful review of The Shipping News, I fear I must disappoint you. That is because the DVD I rented from my local branch of a national video rental chain did not play. A half hour in, just as I was becoming accustomed to Judi Dench’s Newfoundland accent, I got that odd, pixilated screen, and everythinglhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-889229312003-02-11T13:06:00.000-05:002003-02-11T13:10:13.000-05:00WELL, SHOOT.
I submitted myself to the ring. There it is. Little pat on the back. Nice work, self. And then, this morning, I checked the little blog to see if I could surf the ring from my site. (I can’t. Guess this takes a little while. Or perhaps my html code is wrong. This is always a distinct possibility. Dang.) There I discovered (someone cue the eerie music, please) that I had a lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-888616162003-02-10T13:13:00.000-05:002003-02-10T15:56:18.000-05:00PERSONAL RAMBLINGS
And now we come to the part of the blog in which I come right out and tell you how much of a nut I really am. Welcome.
As I have mentioned previously, I am a compulsive blog reader. I have about 40 blogs bookmarked that I read daily. I will occasionally surf around the knitting bloggers webring to look for new ones, as well. However, I never comment. It’s odd, but I am lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-886721412003-02-06T17:52:00.000-05:002003-02-06T17:53:04.000-05:00FINISHING UPDATE
I have a will of iron! Backstitching is complete on the seed stitch pullover. Tonight, I have to pick up the stitches for the neck and knit 5.5 inches (in seed stitch again, will it never stop?) for the turtleneck, and the sweater will officially be complete. I also got in a little time on the Marsan watch cap (very bad, should have been picking up stitches…) so I am onto thelhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-886133652003-02-05T17:38:00.000-05:002003-02-10T11:48:45.000-05:00FINISHING WOE
My friends, this blogging thing is not so easy. The other day, it took me about two and a half hours just to get some links over there in the little sidebar. (Check it out. Pretty cute, no? I know, it’s a blogger template, and you’ve seen it 6,000 times before. Note to self: learn to code own template.) Link mayhem aside, comments are not working. I removed the code, becauselhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016654.post-884795342003-02-03T12:05:00.000-05:002003-02-05T14:38:36.000-05:00MY LIFE (AS A KNITTER) SO FAR
My mother taught me to knit when I was eight years old. She worked in a yarn shop at the time, teaching classes, knitting samples and doing finishing work. Endlessly impressed by the speed and ease of her knitting, I picked up the needles with anticipation, knowing my first completed sweater was only a few short hours away.
Tragically, it was not so. I dropped lhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03995820687647594302noreply@blogger.com0