Friday, June 26, 2015

My Visit to Monarch Knitting in Pacific Grove


This post has been a long two weeks coming. 
My love for Monarch Knitting in Pacific Grove California is no secret. 
It's a yarn shop that sings to my knitterly soul. 
It's open, airy, and full of beautiful natural light so you can see the true colors of the yarns. 

Don't get me started on the yarns. 

Okay. 

Twist my arm. 

 Their yarn selection is HUGE people.
HUGE. 
They literally have something for every knitters taste and budget. 
Not to mention pattern ideas for all of it. 

I think you all know, I hit that basket of Madelinetosh hard. 
Hard I tell you. 
I raided it at least twice, maybe four times. 
Okay five. 
My current shawl project is utilizing that skein of vibrant blue in the front and another skein that I ferreted out like little gopher.


What makes Monarch the best though are the women who work there and Anne the owner. 
They are friendly and knowledgeable about everything in the store and the knitting world. 
They are the happiest people I've ever met. 
Then again, look where they get to spend their days.


 On our vacation in PG I must have been in the store at least five times. They were literally two blocks up and two blocks over from the sweet Little Adobe we were staying in. 
Definitely dangerous proximity for me. 
Between my mom and I, we bought so much yarn that it filled the top half of my suitcase. 


 I bought yarn to start four projects and I started three while I was there. 
I think I touched every single thing in the store. 
 


How sweet is this? Wee Liesl by Ysolda knit up in Liberty Wool. 
I need to make this for a friend of mine who is having a baby girl this fall. 
Oooh and lucky me, I have a gift certificate to Monarch. 
Anne I'll be calling to make some purchases. 


Not only is the selection amazing 
The store beautiful. 
Their displays and layout are what really make me happy. 
I love a well laid out shop. 
 


I travel to three places pretty consistently and try to visit as many yarn shops as I can each time I visit. 
I have my LYS in Seattle with So Much Yarn. 
My LYS when I visit my mom in Florida is A Good Yarn Sarasota. A two hour drive from mom's place. 
My LYS in Minnesota is Knitting by the Lake in Excelsior. 
and 
When I travel to the Monterey Penninsula my LYS is 
Monarch Knitting. 
 



If you are in the area you must stop in at the shop. 

Tell them Carmel sent you. 

I would never steer you wrong. 
 
Thank you again to Anne, Jenn, and all the ladies at the shop. I love seeing you all every year. I can't wait to return next June.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

The Gut Drop:

That feeling you get when you realize you may have potentially made an epic failure.
It could be just a rookie mistake but when combined with another possible mistake it becomes epic.

I'm a competent knitter.
I'm well schooled in calculating necessary yardage down to the last inch.
I'm a savvy online shopper.
I sometimes play it fast and loose with pattern reading.

I've never ever done anything like this though.

I'm knitting a baby blanket.
It's beautiful and bright and cheerful.
It's all things a baby blanket for a little girl should be.
It has varied texture for little fingers to touch and love.

Saturday night I got a niggling feeling that I had quite possibly miscalculated the necessary yardage needed for the contrast colors.

In fact I'm sure I did.

Not a huge deal. You can always buy another skein and no one will know but you. 

So I log in to my shopping account, look at my order to figure out exactly what colors I ordered so I can order one skein more each of the contrast colors.

First Clue I had done something wrong:
None of the colors I ordered were listed, which means they are probably out of stock.

Well that's horrifying but I can order more of the main color and just make bigger sections of pink right?

Uh-Huh. Let the delusion build a bit higher so the cliff drop is even fantastical.

I go back to my order and review some more and notice that there is a very important word missing from the yarn I ordered.

'superwash'

What?

Could it possibly be?

So I go to the same wool in the non-superwash colors and BAM all the colors I bought are in stock in shocking amounts.

The sinking feeling gets worse.
The granola I ate just turned to a rock solid boulder in my stomach.

Could it be that I was so enamored by the colors I chose that I completely failed to realize and bought yarn for a baby blanket that WASN'T SUPERWASH WOOL?

I won't know for sure till I get home and check my labels but right now the odds are not in my favor.

I'm just going to take a moment here to rock in the corner...

Epic. F%&#ing. Failure.

Epic.

Horrified Knitter Out.

Image found on Google Images.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

In Human Years...

Dear Mr. Brown, 

Today you turn 13 years old. 
In human years that makes you 91. 
Tonight we'll have cake, champagne and a regular hootenanny. 


You don't hear well anymore.
Sometimes you get confused with where you are, who you are, and who are those two weirdos standing in the kitchen?...


I like to remind you every day 'I'm your mommy and this is where you live' and you give me a little wag.


It's okay. 
You're an old man. 


You still have your playful crazy spirit. 
Your love of food knows no bounds as proven by the three bags of hamburger buns you ate last July. 

Three. Whole. Bags. 

Bag included. 

You still bite my fingers in the morning going down the hall to breakfast. 
You still cuddle with me in bed before D kicks you out. 


You hate having your picture taken. 
You love sneaking slurps of D's whiskey. 
You're like a bull in a china shop when you run thru the house. 

You're my Mr. Brown 


Happy Birthday Quintus. 



 we love you




Friday, June 19, 2015

Favorite Photo(s) this week...

After returning from Pacific Grove Saturday the 13th (I want to return immediately)
I feel as though my week has rocket launched.

We boated all day Sunday.

Had a wee bit of dog drama Monday that carried into Tuesday and has gotten much better... Think Quentin Terentino and a bloody dog toenail and why I'll be scrubbing rugs this weekend.

side note: Senior dogs are not for the faint of heart. They test the hearts strength and resiliance every single day.

Wednesday was a birthday party with friends followed by most of them going kart racing

Thursday was Happy Hour with D's cousin (super fun) excellent food, wine, and company.

Today is Friday and honestly I can't wait to get home and slap my pajama-pants on and just veg the f out.

So here are a few shots from my last day on the Monterey Penninsula followed by a few of day of boating...




Seeing this furry little guy excited me more than I can explain. You should've have heard him rip the muscle off the pier and then crunch it...





Mt. Rainier hiding back there... 




Special doggles for cold laser therapy on Gabby
remember that dog drama I mentioned above... I had to break out the first aid kit.

Bohemian Shawl by Kelly McClure 

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Breaking Promises...

I decided a few months back that I'm going to knit for myself for a while.

Knit things that make me happy.

I picked out a bunch of patterns.

Cardigans mostly because I wear a lot of them.

I earmarked a lot of yarn.
I even started one of the projects and swatched for another...

Then a friend announces she's pregnant and before I can blink I've ordered a slew of hot pink yarn, bought some light pale pink yarn, and cast on a wee itty bitty pair of socks, a cradle cardigan and a new blanket.

So I am amending my declaration:

I am only knitting things for me and Baby Girl H.

I can't wait to show you more of her blanket!

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Day 3 & 4

I can't really describe the beauty of this place.
To be here and to feel it is the best way.
I did however try to capture it in the photos I have been taken and that I can share with you...

We have two more full days and we intend to soak up as much as possible to get us thru to next year.

















































the posted out of order but basically we are at the farmers market in PG, Asilomar State Beach, and the Wharf at Monterey. All seal and surfer pictures were taken in the wild. 

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