The biggest difference between chenille and handspun wool (if anyone should ask) is that chenille drags its feet and wool is in a hurry to get where it’s going.
I still love this yarn.
The biggest difference between chenille and handspun wool (if anyone should ask) is that chenille drags its feet and wool is in a hurry to get where it’s going.
I still love this yarn.
Happy Early Easter! I made your toys some bunny ears.
teeheehee
You can grab your freebie here (Ravelry).
The sun came out yesterday afternoon! It was a crazy time. Even with all the help I got from my good friends, I did get the tentacle connection pictures finished.
Y’all. I’m trying to work.
Now I just have to beat the test knitters to the next stage of octopus construction that needs visual aids. And hope for nice weather.
I think that’s called a ‘long shot’.
Thank you so much for all the support! I think I’ve figured out our swap, but Ellie is home today (many of the school buildings in the county are open and breezy so with our lows as our highs they decided to close) so maybe tomorrow!
**Octopus Knitters Acquired. Thank you.**
Eight legs are best for a cataclysmic dollhouse attack.
Thank you so much for the kind Great Gran thoughts. I had hope to have time to reply personally in a timely fashion (now that I’ve found where WordPress keeps the comments), but we are having as close as we ever get to a Snow Day instead. Gotta get back to Mary Poppins – it’s dancing penguin time!
We’re five days into 2014 and I hate it. There’s no Great Gran here.
Hospital hands.
I’ve been putting this off because I’m such a downer, but I guess it’s got to be written for me to stop obsessing about wether or not to write it. I miss Great Gran. Everything makes me sad. What to make for dinner. Grocery lists. Buy 1 get 1 free. Amazon Prime. Tacos. When the guy cuts the grass and it looks so good. The as-seen-on-TV section in Target. Bedtime when I’ve called to say sweet dreams every night for the past 10 years. I may have missed a dozen evenings in all that time – we made videos on the hospital nights that I wasn’t there. For the past two months I’ve panicked at 10am because I haven’t talked to Great Gran yet (did she get up, did she take her pills and eat breakfast?). That one is getting better. But the rest of it just sucks. It sucks. And it will suck for a while. So there you go. That’s where I am.
Here’s where I’m supposed to talk about what I want to accomplish this year. Mostly, I’d like to publish more than one pattern before next Christmas. Looking at my patterns chronologically on Ravelry is just depressing.
I also haven’t been part of a swap in a while. I’ve got a good idea for a cold weather (and I hear there is going to be some of that) swap. Anyone want to play and help cheer me up?
I don’t think I’ve ever managed this fast of a turn-around.
Stuffed
The pattern is available for free download on Ravelry.
Happy Holidays! I have to go do all the stuff I didn’t do yesterday because I was making a stocking for the dog.
Yay!! I’m going to make one in the right size (Truman is bigger than the cats, so his yarn is doubled) and to take pictures for the pattern.
I was wrong about the last of the Christmas knitting. Truman still needs a stocking.
It’s going to be a feat of reverse engineering. And this time I’ll keep my notes in the cloud.
I finished the last of my Christmas knitting!
No progress on the pattern for the regular sized cephalopod except that I fixed a bunch of stitch counts. It’s going to have to wait ’til after Christmas. I’ve only got two days to start and finish Ellie’s present before she’s out of school.
Aw, man. Truman needs a stocking and I can’t find my notes for the cat stockings.
I was going to do them up to be my Christmas Freebie pattern too. I really can’t believe I didn’t put the notes in a post or something when I made the cat stockings.
Argh.