tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11740380631684607242011-04-21T12:02:58.510-07:00Lime Streetnoreply@blogger.comBlogger371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174038063168460724.post-76347415301635342132007-08-21T06:07:00.000-07:002007-08-21T06:24:21.878-07:00

Well, not all of it. My boyfriend and I visited his relatives in Cleveland this past weekend. While I was knitting in their living room with their sweet dog resting his head on my knee, the picture of tranquility, he suddenly looked up and chomped my Habu. Not cool, Murphy-dog. Not cool.I suppose I've outed myself. I've been working on a new project. I needed something small and relatively

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When I first started knitting, my goal was to eventually be able to make mittens. I had visions of giving warm, handmade mittens to my friends and family for the holidays. And with each stitch of my first garter stitch scarf, I was dreaming of the perfect pair of red mittens that I would one day knit for myself.At some point between that first scarf and yesterday, I lost hold of the mitten

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The camera has officially been unpacked and apartment functionality is drawing near. Here are the promised pics of the Twinkle Handknits Soft Chunky that I picked up in Philly:The color in the second picture is much more accurate. Also, I neglected to mention previously that I also picked up this adorable circular needle at the same shop:I'm not sure what I'll use it for yet, but am intrigued

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I would like to join the long line of folks who are singing the praises of Ravelry. I only had a chance to peruse the site yesterday and I already discovered what I believe to be the perfect pattern for my sweet Habu cashmere nep, Kureopatora's Snake. Although the Habu isn't variegated, I think that it's texture will work well with this particular pattern. Plus I dig the shape. My only

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First off, I'm back from Philly. Hallelujah! If you live in Boston and anyone tries to persuade you to take the shuttle up to Manchester airport because it's so much cheaper, say no. Don't hem and haw. Don't be polite. Say no. My plane landed at eight and I didn't get back to my apartment until after midnight. And, sadly, my apartment is still full of boxes. So although I was glad to

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I'm officially moved into the new apartment! Yesterday was rough. It was brutally hot and we didn't get the old apartment completely empty until about 11pm. All in all, this move took very few casualties. Two glasses were smashed and one of the bolts on my bed was stripped. The broken glasses would normally break my heart a little, but I'm honestly just relieved that the whole process is

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What a weekend! I got the key to the new apartment and have been moving ever since. My brother and Mom were up for the weekend, thanks to my boyfriend, who managed to catch me completely off guard with a surprise birthday party. (Note to all potential surprise party throwers - If your guest of honor is in the process of moving, you may want to suggest that he/she clean up a bit on the day of

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I've just found out that I'll be able to start moving into my new apartment a few days early. Hooray! This should make the moving process much less grueling. Maybe I'll even let myself go swimming tonight! (I haven't gone in almost a week and my whole body feels terrible.)On the subway, on my way into work this morning, I stood near a woman who was knitting a beautiful, variegated sock. I

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Why is it that knitting inspiration only strikes when I have very little time to knit? I haven't picked up the needles in three days as the combined result of packing, a lovely visit from my boyfriend's family and the new Harry Potter book. And suddenly this morning at work, a pattern idea for an entrelac bag hit me out of nowhere. I sketched out the basics of it on a post-it. That's all I

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I'm going to have to start cranking out new baby gifts very soon. The stars have aligned so that five (yes, five) friends and family members of mine are due to deliver in August. I'm not complaining. I'm very happy for all of the parents and grandparents to be. And lord knows I love knitting baby clothes. It's just that my no-new-knits program is going so well, I hate to give it up. I'm

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The third panel of Grace is about fourteen inches long now. My new technique with Grace is to pretend that she's only going to be four panels wide. I know, deep down in my heart of hearts, that I won't be happy until she's five panels wide. But at the moment my four panel delusion has rekindled my interest in working on her, so I can see no reason to disabuse myself of the notion.In the

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Most of the time voice mails from my Mom sound something like, "Just thought that I could catch you. Call when you have a moment. I love you!" But every now and then they sound like, "I don't remember how to knit two together or P-S-S-O. Call as soon as you can; I'm in the middle of a row." My Mom and I have something of a one-way knitting hotline. Whenever she makes a mistake or encounters

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It's official. I've broken out my Harry Potter glasses and scarf in preparation for The Best Harry Potter Party Ever.If you haven't given a listen to Harry and the Potters, I would highly encourage you to do so now. The Parselmouths are also fabulous.

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Two completed panels of Grace? Why, yes, they are. How kind of you to notice!Progress on Grace has slowed significantly now that packing is in full swing. So it's nice to have these small, validating moments of achievement. This morning I had the realization that I'll be spending my birthday weekend moving. Sigh. I know that birthdays are not, in fact, magic. And that the normal

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I forgot to mention one of the adventures I had while on vacation! I went to a crazy little shop in Kenmore Square called Nantucket Natural Oils, where they will create a personalized perfume for you based on your specifications. First you look through a scent menu and select scents that may be appealing to you. Then you smell dozens and dozens of the oils and the staff guides you through

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I brought The Paris Review Interviews, I with me to read on the beach yesterday and was absolutely floored by the interview with Rebecca West. On the way home, I stopped at the Harvard Bookstore and picked up a copy of her novel, The Fountain Overflows. This happens every now and then. I stumble upon a marvelous author and can't for the life of me figure out why I didn't know about him or her

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It seems that my reckless bragging about my do-nothing vacation compelled the vacation gods to smite me. Two completely unanticipated events derailed me this week. First, after months of searching, my boyfriend and I finally found a new apartment. It's large for Boston, in our price range and actually in the same building that I already live in. Which means that, in theory, the move should be

Lime Streetnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174038063168460724.post-64722879536554448582007-06-28T16:59:00.000-07:002007-06-29T06:40:23.580-07:00

I'd like to send a big "Thank you" to Ms. Prolix. I've just received the fiber that I won during her Socks-y, Spinny, Sheepless or Silly Contest. If you haven't checked out her blog yet, I highly recommend that you do so. She has fabulous taste in music. The pictures really don't do the colors in the wool justice. The blues are a beautiful, rich shade that make me think of swimming. And now

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Too hot to knit in Boston today and yesterday as well. Last night, on impulse, I strolled to my newish gym to check out their pool. In a nutshell, it's brilliant. (And you should see it out of the nutshell...) It's indoors, on the top floor of the building and encased in glass. So as you swim you can look up at the sky or out, over the square. And if you go at night, like I did, odds are

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I've taken next week off from work. This may not seem like a big deal, people take vacations all the time. But I've never taken a whole week off with the intention of doing nothing in particular before. It feels... not quite right. Like I'm playing hooky, but with prior planning. And I realize that this mindset is not at all healthy. So my intention for next week is to reclaim my daytime

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I had a bit of a heart-to-heart with myself while photographing Dead End and came to two not entirely surprising conclusions:1. My love of knitting stripes and my laziness about weaving in ends will probably be engaged in an epic battle my whole life.2. I own too many scarves. I love scarves, it's true. I start wearing them as soon as the leaves begin to change colors and don't put them away

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I helped my little brother clean up his new condo this weekend and tried my darnedest to wrap my mind around the fact that my little brother is a home owner. So lots of painting was achieved this weekend, but unfortunately there's very little to report on the knitting front.I did get a chance to take a few Habu pictures on my Mom's porch. And speaking of my Mom... It's official, she's a

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Sound the trumpets! The Habu has arrived! And after all of my hemming and hawing over it's weight, it's completely fine. I knit up a swatch of it sans silk and it's fabulous all by it's lonesome.At some point last night (while trying diligently to concentrate on my UFOs), I realized that if I created a stash entirely of Habu, all of my storage space problems would be solved. I could easily

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Here's a quick flash of the silk that I'll be using to bulk up the Habu Cashmere:The more I read about Habu cashmere, the more concerned I am about combining it with silk. Apparently, wet blocking it significantly improves it's look and feel, as it eliminates the traces of oil that are intentionally left in the yarn. However, I've never wet blocked silk. And have been told on numerous

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Deep breaths have been taken and perspective has been gained. At least a little. It is hard to shake the fact that a national quasi-news organization has set up camp outside of my building and is pressing my co-workers for statements. My response of course has been to buy more yarn. The more I considered what I would make with the Habu Cashmere Nep, the more I thought it would simply be too

Lime Streetnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174038063168460724.post-50358813335809337782007-06-18T06:39:00.000-07:002007-06-18T07:01:34.163-07:00

In a fit of anxiety due to some extreme badness at work, I ordered a few skeins of Habu cashmere from Purl. It was not a healthy purchase. It was an impulse purchase. A pricey one. And although the yarn is gorgeous and I'm sure that I would have ordered it eventually, I don't like spending money as a knee-jerk response to any news, good or bad.So my goal is this, to be able to take a few deep

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Ladies and Gentlemen, the knitting portion of Dead End is complete. I was knitting while watching Pretty in Pink last night and at some point post-"What about prom, Blaine?" I looked down and noticed that I was on the final stripe. I managed to weave in about one-third of the ends last night. But as I have about sixty remaining ends to weave in, to say that Dead End is finished seems a bit

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Wicket is finished! I'm absolutely amazed at how quickly she went once I switched to the non-sticky skein. I'll post a picture once she's blocked. I suppose the next logical project would be Pink, but I just can't bring myself to work on it. It's just so darn... pink. So I've selected Dead End as the next unfinished object of my affection.

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After two days of consistent work on Wicket, I was ready to throw in the towel again. The pattern is t-e-d-i-o-u-s. And this is coming from a girl who thinks that knitting a blanket in stockinette is just dandy. Also, the yarn is so intolerably sticky. It's perpetually catching on itself and you practically need to pry it off of the needle after each stitch. Until... I changed to the last

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As promised, here are some pictures of my gray and white version of the Matey hat from Rowan #34. (Previously known as unfinished object #8):And before you all get wise, I may as well fess up that I have a bit of a thing for striped hats. Which is why I made this one as well:And this one:(I also made the sweater... to compliment the hat.)All together now:The red hat, baby hat and sweater were

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Although I spent the bulk of this weekend helping a friend shoot a trailer for the Brattle Theater 2007 Trailer Smackdown, there has been knitting progress. The first panel for Grace is complete and I've started the second. I've also done a bit of triage and determined that it will be easier to complete the projects with no ends to weave in first. So I've turned my attention to Sticky Wicket.

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I appreciate that this may sound a little strange, but when I started the latest row on Mama's Little Mistake, the yarn didn't feel quite right. I double checked the label to confirm that it was, in fact, the right type of yarn. It was. I compared it to the yarn for the other stripes and it is definitely less... full (for lack of a better word). Slightly thinner, less elastic… just not quite

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It occurs that I've purchased a fair amount of vacation yarn lately. I've only gotten into the idea of vacation yarn recently. My friends and family would have you believe that this is because I've only become completely compulsive in my fiber purchasing habits recently. Don't believe them. I've been completely compulsive in my yarn purchasing habits for at least three years.In all

Lime Streetnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1174038063168460724.post-77831660329679309872007-06-07T08:05:00.000-07:002007-06-07T14:49:33.736-07:00

Not knitting related, but has anyone else picked up a copy of Heidi Swanson's Super Natural Cooking? My goodness, it's a beautiful cookbook! More importantly, it's a beautiful cookbook that explains the derivation of and uses for all of the grains, oils and natural sweeteners that I'm always afraid to purchase at Whole Foods. And the recipes are all vegetarian! My boyfriend is vegetarian,

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Grace is growing. And I've got proof!The eggcrate-like texture of the pre-blocked Lizard Ridge reminds me of my playwriting professor, who used to knit topographical maps. She also knit islands, bacteria and on one occasion, a Ouija board.

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Last night, after publishing my enthusiastic "no scarf left behind" post, I was abashed to find an almost complete hat at the bottom of my knitting basket. It's a gray and white striped, Rowan wool-cotton number that I started in December and can't even remember why I put it down. It's a hat, for Pete's sake! It should have been done in a day or two! Sufficiently chastened, I finished ole'

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While trying to impose some order upon my stash earlier this week, I was forced to confront the fact that I have seven unfinished knitting projects in my apartment. Seven. I would like to clarify that many of these projects were begun earlier in my knitting career and left to linger while I moved on to more challenging, interesting projects. So while I might not mind seven recent projects that

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