Monday, January 28, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
SPIT-DON’T LOOK—TURN YOUR HEAD–I HAVE SINNED

I always insist that to be a “real” sock knitter you must use dp’s. I’ll tell this to anyone who will listen and those that won’t. I suppose I feel superior to those four or five pointy little sticks that have a will of their own. I have learned to make them behave. I seldom drop stitches off the end, note I said seldom. I love my dp’s and my collection should prove that.Now, I have too many dear friends who will only knit socks with circs. For years I’ve been pretty sure they were crazy. I just don’t understand the joy of knitting socks when you don’t have to push and pull on those little pointed sticks. It seemed so simple to just pass your stitches from one needle to another without fear of jabbing yourself with the remaining needles. To prove myself right, those who know me well will understand this fault I have to be right, I cast on socks on circs. SPIT don’t look!!!!! It was kind of fun. Once you get the hang of which needle to knit on it was a breeze. I just patted myself on the back and knitted down to the heel and turned it. Now, this is where the tale turns sad. I cannot for the life of me figure out how to pick up those gusset stitches. Carol M. does it one way and Gerry does it another. I’m going to have to try both ways and see which works for me. I still contend that the dp’s are my way to go. But, don’t say that old dogs can’t learn new tricks. I’m living proof that little phrase isn’t true. I can now say I knitted socks on circs. Next, toe up.
Just finished my Nomad hat and scarf. Love it, love it. It’s knit in Misti Alpaca handpaint chunky. The project was easy to knit but it took three skeins at $21.00 a skein. Maybe next time I’ll use less expensive yarn.
Until next time—knit on…..
Saturday, January 19, 2008
ARE THESE CUTE OR WHAT!!!!!
Miss Susan a.k.a. Susan English made these darling slippers for my baby Michael. They are just too cute and I can hardly wait to go over to Pittsburgh in February for his birthday so I can see him in them.Susan felted sweaters for the slippers and did the most beautiful blanket stitch trim that you’ve ever seen. The stitches are just perfect. Mine tend to wander from size to size. Susan, a huge thank you from Michael and from his Grams.
We (about 9 of us) started the Grandma Shawl. The pattern was written by Beth M. after seeing a shawl that Ruth T. had that belonged to her Grandmother. I’m still deciding on yarn but Carol M. is flying along. Have a feeling I’ll be the one that everybody rolls their eyes about. My ADD will kick in after about 10 minutes and then I’ll have to go to something else. Keep your fingers crossed for me, I may be done by next winter. I really think I’ll finish this project, I love the pattern. We cannot thank Beth enough for all the work she did with the pattern. THANKS MISS BETH.
So, knit on
Friday, January 11, 2008
NOW HERE’S THE QUESTION
When is a paper plate too dirty to recycle? Yes, I must
know. Mike decided that the plates we used tonight were too dirty to recycle so they had to go in the regular trash. Am I missing something here? The man is going to drive me totally insane. I recycle anything that can’t jump out of the can. I’m a good green person. Having said that,we shouldn’t be using paper plates at all but there are days when I refuse to load another dish into the dishwasher. (now just how stupid does that sound?) Poor me, I have to load a dishwasher. My mother used to remind me daily that there were poor children in the world that didn’t even have a dishwasher. (She actually said food but that’s beside the point.) Anyway, I used paper plates and they are now in the regular trash, not the recycling.
The socks I finished today are Socks That Rock in Farmhouse. Love, love, love that yarn.
Well knitters, knit on and I’ll spend my time wondering exactly what is too dirty to recycle.
know. Mike decided that the plates we used tonight were too dirty to recycle so they had to go in the regular trash. Am I missing something here? The man is going to drive me totally insane. I recycle anything that can’t jump out of the can. I’m a good green person. Having said that,we shouldn’t be using paper plates at all but there are days when I refuse to load another dish into the dishwasher. (now just how stupid does that sound?) Poor me, I have to load a dishwasher. My mother used to remind me daily that there were poor children in the world that didn’t even have a dishwasher. (She actually said food but that’s beside the point.) Anyway, I used paper plates and they are now in the regular trash, not the recycling.The socks I finished today are Socks That Rock in Farmhouse. Love, love, love that yarn.
Well knitters, knit on and I’ll spend my time wondering exactly what is too dirty to recycle.
Monday, January 7, 2008
SOCKS THAT ROCK REALLY ROCK

Just finished two more pairs of socks. Both are done with Socks That Rock from Blue Moon Fiber Arts. I love this yarn. It’s not the softest stuff in the world but you simply cannot beat the colors. Another favorite is Hill Country Yarns. That could have something to do with the fact that she is an indi dyer from the hill country of Texas. They also have wonderful colors and names that only Bling Bling Gerry and I can appreciate. There is one more yarn that I’ll kill for and I’m not telling you what it is. It comes up on the internet and is gone in less than a hour. Beth M. knows what it is and she better not tell either. Lets just say it’s handspun and hand dyed and I have LOTS of it. When I give up knitting socks I’ll let ya’ll know what it is.Happy knitting
Friday, January 4, 2008
WHAT A CHANGE
As many of you know, we went to Palm Springs for the Christmas holidays. Both boys and their families were there. The trip was a great idea. We had mostly warm weather (too cold for poor old grandma to get in the pool) so we could explore the entire area. Jeff brought his Geocache equipment and we had great fun tromping through the desert foothills. If you aren’t aware of this little game, check into it. It’s a lot of fun and kept the girls busy for hours. Thank goodness for Jeff. He teaches school so he’s right at home with a bunch of screaming little girls. Jeff and David did ALL the cooking and Karlee and PJ did all the cleaning so I was in hog heaven. I just sat and enjoyed all my grandbabies. Makena is 12, Kennedi and Morgan 10 so they aren’t my babies but they still let me love them. Michael is the only baby left but I didn’t get to hold him much. He’s up and about and the girls and Aunt Karlee kept him busy. We had a wonderful time and plan another trip in two years when it’s our turn to have the family.The pic is of my babies and I’ll include Mike in that. (by the way, he has a new name given to him by Miss Morgan, Papa Grande. He just loves it.

