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common sense vs. reality

another conversation between my wonderful husband and myself via email. Me: Look at this new cardigan pattern by Hannah Fettig . I want to buy it! Dale: Why don't you start using the yarn you have?? you could clothe a large village.... Me: I'm not talking about the yarn, just pattern, and yes I probably do have something at home that would work...... Conversation Part II between me and my stash. Stash: You aren't really going to use us to knit with are you? We thought you bought us because you liked our sense of color and style. Me: I do like you, I love you, and I hate the thought of disturbing you but I may have to use some of you to make this sweater with. Stash: You're going to break us up! Me: Never Stash: it's all because of him! Him with that fancy race thingy in the garage. He's jealous of our bond, that's why he wants you to use us, he wants you to get rid of us! Me: he just doesn't understand you the way I do, he doesn't under

fresh.....

Am I the only one who thinks 'fresh washed wool' air freshener is a good idea? I bet it would sell like Superwash Merino marked down to 50%! Currently on my spanking new blocking pads is my completed Idlewood Sweater by Cecily Glowik MacDonald. I love it! P.S. If you're curious as to why I am posting this at 5:15 a.m. well, I forgot to put my clothes in the dryer last night and can't go to work till they are dry :) Well I suppose I could but it would be an uncomfortable ride in to the office for sure.......

You know you knit too much when.............

You walk into a yarn store with your husband and say to him, 'I'm having a hard time finding what I want'.....and he replies, 'because you have more yarn at home than the entire store, they should be shopping at Croudles House of Yarn'..... I did walk out with this though...... Four balls of Melody by Jojoland 100% superwash wool in fingering weight. It has subtle striping and at this point could be anything I want it to be........ P.S. I'm not going to explain how or why my husband came to call me Croudle........

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I'm so fried this past week. It seems as if fall has hit me like a mack truck........however, I did finish my wrap with sleeves and it's wonderful. It's just perfect........ so that's all I have for now....I'm too burned out to be pithy and cute, just know in your hearts that I am both of the things and don't forsee it changing soon......... happy friday

why I should always write down what I do.......

..........I should know better than to blindly pick up stitches for one sleeve, power through it and come out the other end with what appears to be a perfect sleeve. Perfect in every way. It's fitted and it's long enough for me to pull to my fingers but won't ride up past my wrists. (I really hate sleeves that stop right at my wrists) For whatever reason I didn't write down how many stitches I picked up for the perfect sleeve. This would have been a smart move, it would have been a brilliant move and based on how fast a project can go sour for me when I make a stupid mistake, lets all take a moment to remember the pink cable vest from a couple years ago and what a disaster of pain, hurt feelings, angst and dust, that became, lets reflect on that while I tell you that I screwed up. Screwed being the safe word to use on a public blog, my favorite F word being the one I actually used. The second sleeve turned out to be the fat cousin to the perfect sleeve, which while not