The ugly quilt top is now a quilt. I was happy to hand it off to my mom. I wouldn’t normally give my mother something I thought was ugly but she insisted.
Enjoy the ginormous picture of my failure! Happy Turkey Day.
I can hardly believe it. I’ve finished more knitting! I felt this pressing need to finish knitting all my winter accessories for the kids due to the “polar blast” we experienced last week. My daughter wanted a scarf in her favorite color. Of course I was more than happy to do that for her.
I started this in September. Realistically September to November for a knit isn’t horrible, but for some reason I feel it should have been done faster? I need to ease up on myself. I don’t knit that fast.
The pattern is Bubblemania.
The pattern is for a scarf but at the end of my yarn it wasn’t long enough so I did a three needle bind off and made it into a cowl. The yarn is Plucky Knitter Primo Fingering and the color is Completely Bonkers.
My dressform was excited to have booked her first modeling gig. She did well.
I have a hard time blocking cowls. I wanted to block this one much more aggressively, but I have a block in my brain and can’t figure out how to effectively block cowls. Maybe I just need more patience and more pins.
I’m binding off the body of my BlueSand Cardigan. Just the sleeves to go!
My husband has tried several times to master baking things with yeast. It hasn’t ever gone perfectly. My husband is a great cook. These facts have left me afraid to try anything involving yeast. I being the lesser cook in the household saw his failures as a warning. I’m glad I got over that fear because I made some yummy sandwich bread. It’s perfect and we love it.
This was the second rise. Making bread is actually fun. Granted my stand mixer did most of the work!
I hadn’t had fresh warm out of the oven bread since the second grade when we took a field trip to the Mrs Bairds factory. It was very good.
My picky children liked the bread also. The crust was nice with a little bit of a chew to it. My daughter always removes the crusts of her bread. She ate the crusts this time. The recipe was great. It was very easy for a first timer to follow.
The weather has turned prematurely cold down here in Texas. Of course once I had given up knitting hats for my children my son decided he wanted one. He was wearing my hand knit hat that was way too big for him. I had to immediately start a hat for him. This was finished in two days. Stripes in the round are kind of wonky but here it is.
I have no idea what yarn I used. It’s yarn I’ve had for a while. Everything is being knit with stash yarn these days. The pattern (if you wanna call it a pattern) is my own. I think the next hat I make will have different crown decreases.
Yesterday I found myself in quite a pickle. I was out walking my dogs and my three year old was riding his scooter. Somehow my bigger dog got the tendon of her back leg quite inextricably caught in the metal lever part of her leash. There was absolutely no way to get it off. I called my husband but he was in a meeting at work and couldn’t come. My dog was howling in pain. My child was leaving the scene with my other dog. I was quite overwhelmed.
Some people in my neighborhood driving by heard my dog squealing and stopped to help me. It was a woman I had seen walking her dogs before and about four men she had in her vehicle. They quickly assessed the situation. One of the men folk said he would have to cut the metal to get her free. He drove to his home and got a dremel to cut through the metal. These men were in the street on the ground with me holding my dog down. Meanwhile the other fella was cutting the metal, and the lady was watching my son and my other dog. They freed my dog. They were in nice clothes and got a little blood on their hands. I was so overwhelmed I looked at all of them afterwards and just burst into tears. I was so appreciative of the kindness they had shown. The lady embraced me and said it was ok, she understood, and would see me around. They all got back into the vehicle and drove away.
Afterwards I felt so impotent. I wanted to thank them appropriately. I wanted to give them something. I hated that there was nothing I could do. I know the lady lives in my neighborhood. I hope to see her again one day when I’m not so emotional. Until then I will pay it forward and try to help someone else.
Afterwards I found myself thinking of the episode of The Simpsons when they did a production of a Streetcar Named Desire. They sang a nifty little song, these are the lyrics:
You can always depend on the kindness of
To pluck up your spirits, and shield you from
Now here’s a tip from Blanche you won’t
A stranger’s just a friend you haven’t met…
You haven’t met…
Anyway moving on from the sappy stuff. I made some pattern weights.
I hope your week started out better than mine. I regret that my dog got hurt, but I love that I was able to experience the kindness of strangers. It really has rid me of some of the cynicism and fear that the media likes to plant in our hearts.