Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Though the sun is deceptively bright in the sky, it's still bitterly cold here in Detroit. If moving hadn't gotten in my way, I would have been able to wear my Icelandic sweater this weekend. I finished the body this morning, but ran out of time to get the button bands done. It's ready to steek though--just as soon as I knit both button bands, the neckband and weave in all of those ends. Those thousands of little ends seem to be what I find most daunting right now. I'm a little sorry I didn't rip it back to fix my color chart mistakes, but I think with a little duplicate stitching, I can achieve the effect I want to see. I think there should be a small pattern of white stitches right in the middle. Or not. We'll see when it's all done.
Roy (or Ray), walked up my steps and presented me with a loaf of freshly baked bread and Scottish shortbread that he had baked himself. He was wearing a Tartan plaid hat but denied he was of Scottish heritage. I forgot what he said his name was, because I was overwhelmed by the loaf of the still-warm bread he handed me and more importantly, his kindness. His neighborliness warmed my heart, but that bread? That bread melted it. Roy (or Ray) told me this is a tightly knit little neighborhood where everyone looks out for each other. He made our house feel even more like home.
A note on the sweater: I wear a size large sweater. I love the room and I love to layer. A size small in this sweater had a 44 inch bust which is something I don't have, and never did have, except maybe when I was nursing. Even then, I don't think I reached a size 44, but I had plenty of cleavage and could finally fill out a bra. Nowadays, I'm lucky to fit in a mostly an A, but nearly B cup, and my bust size is a 38. A lot of the other women in my class knit the large and I saw one today that looked so big on the knitter. I knit the small, and I'm so glad I did. Even though it's a small, this has lots of positive ease and plenty of room to spare.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
- My new house is overhauled, but still 84 years old.
- People must have been little 84 years ago, and so were their belongings--I can tell because the doorways are small.
- It isn't the best business practice to select a moving company because they come up first in the phone book. Ours quoted us one price, but when they showed up, the first words out of their mouths were that they had underquoted us by $350. I know that someone in this house picked them first out of the phone book because their company name began with the letter A. I won't name names. I should however issue all All Pointes bulletin on these thugs. They bent the frame of my Tempur-Pedic bed, and we all know that if I have a prized position that rates one step below my yarn, this is it.
- The movers had great difficulty moving the family room furniture into what has been dubbed, The Man Cave. They smudged the freshly painted walls all the way down the stairwell. The men installing the cable lines were so annoyed, they pointed this out to me.
- Everywhere the cable guys drilled, they left a pile of sawdust for me to clean. In my world, we say that's the pot calling the kettle black--they turned out to be slobs, too.
- Last night, we finally sat down to celebrate my birthday with dinner at a local Irish pub. Everyone had the corned beef. I practically licked the plate clean, but the rest of the family was disappointed. They said it wasn't as good as my corned beef dinners. I loved it, either because I wasn't the cook, or because I had chugged a beer to impress my children that although 53, I can still put a beer away and this made my dinner taste better.
- I am secretly VERY worried that my appliances are NOT going to fit into the kitchen. Very. Worried. I have 6 days to figure it out, and I don't think New Math is going to help.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
I was excellent in math. From the first time I put pencil to paper to figure out equations, something in my brain just clicked. I loved fiddling around with numbers.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Welcome back, guys. Gee I missed ya.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
For some reason, I'm suffering from a profound lack of moving momentum. I just can't get myself to do much of anything to get ready to move. Yesterday, I came home from sweater class and watched Aladdin with Rachel. I didn't go downtown to see The Yarn Harlot. It was pouring cold, nasty rain and my heart wasn't in it. Aladdin proved a good alternative and Rachel was thrilled to spend the afternoon with her mom and dad.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
I was beside myself when I had a $3 winner in the lottery on Tuesday. Feeling lucky, I parlayed my winnings and bought 2 Powerball tickets (jackpot $200,000,000) and 1 Megamillions ticket (jackpot $20,000,000). I'm hoping for all the numbers for the Powerball to hit on Saturday, but hey, if I win the paltry $20,000,000, I'll be satisfied. I mean, if I won 200 million, when would I knit? I'd be too busy in the counting house.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
We've been enjoying gorgeous spring-like weather here in Detroit. It was 60 degrees and sunny here today. We've been so far down in the deep freeze, that I don't recall the last time we had a day this balmy. Maybe once all of those ice crystals attached to my neurons melt a bit, I'll be able to remember. All kinds of creatures are starting to stir. The squirrels have lost their minds and have entertained the neighborhood with their daring high wire, reproductive dances.
So far, I've killed one fly, one spider and think I hear something crawling around under the family room. I see a little tunnel adjacent to the house. I have no idea what's living down there with the hornet's nest, but it may want to move out before they wake up. Dumb landlords. If they'd allowed us to have a dog, they wouldn't be coming home to find anything living under their family room. Serves them right.
In the meantime, the bank told us they'll be ready to close in 10 days.
Even though it's a little too warm to think about wearing my bulky Icelandic sweater, I'm persevering on the knitting front. In the photo above, there are only about 6, maybe seven rows until the body of the sweater is complete. The ridge line down the middle of the sweater is the steek line. The sweater gets side lined after tonight because once the body is done, I set it aside to work on the sleeves, but I'm not supposed start those until Saturday. When those are done, and they're knit in the round, too, they'll be joined to the body and I'll knit the yoke.
So what do you think? Too spotty, or spot on?
As a reminder, don't forget to leave your comment on Monday's post for your chance to win a one year subscription to Knitcircus!
Monday, March 8, 2010
Today is a rather exciting day for me. I have a my very first guest blogger. I'm so thrilled, I've got my yarns in a knot! My guest of honor today is, Jaala Spiro, Editor-in-Chief of Knitcircus Magazine.
Sit down, have a cup of tea or coffee and read all about Jaala, her friends and their adventures in publishing a knitting magazine. I'm always impressed by how small groups of determined women seem to be able to accomplish so much good. Be sure to leave a comment to win your opportunity at a year's subscription to this online magazine and 4 pattern collections. The luscious photos in today's post, courtesy of Knitcircus magazine, are just a taste of what awaits in the Knitcircus, Issue #9, Spring collection.
I won't keep you waiting any longer. Here is Jaala and the story of Knitcircus:
As a massage therapist specializing in chronic pain, a wife, mom to a three-and-four year old and ardent knitter and sewist, I had plenty to do when Knitcircus first started. A friend and I had been publishing an old-skool Zine for moms of young children for a couple of years and we sensed that it was time to move on.
One day I got a chance to read the Vanity Fair special
Then it hit me—knitters! Knitters are a generous bunch and can always find a little bit extra for a ball of yarn or a magazine….Yes, that’s it, we’ll make a knitting magazine! I wanted to be able to help people out, but not bring other people down. A knitting magazine would provide something fun for knitters and with any proceeds, we could pass on the good cheer.
Of course, local charity means a lot, and we do as much of that as we can, but I knew that the amounts we raised wouldn’t be huge, so decided to target Heifer International and KIVA because each of them help people learn and improve their lives and each of them allow people to pass on the gift to others as they succeed.
Fast forward two years, and what started as something printed on my laser printer grew into a glossy magazine distributed to
We’re very excited to move online, because now we have room for lots of full-page photos of our designers’ work, we can go all over the world without stamps and we can have as many pages as we want.
To celebrate our big move, we’d like to offer not only a Spring pattern Collection pdf download, but a year’s subscription (4 Pattern Collections) to one lucky reader of Nurse Rudee's blog. Please check it out; three rings of knitting, sewing and fun, now with less paper!
Thank you for visiting today, Jaala. The spring issue is a work of art!
Make sure you check out Knitcircus and don't forget to leave a comment to win this subscription. I'll be closing comments on Friday, March 12th at 11:59 PM, EST and the winner will be selected by the random number generator and announced on Saturday, March 13th. Good luck!
Even though there is no baby around here, I HAVE to knit that adorable little green dress. HAVE.TO. I'll find a baby to wear it, somewhere.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
There were several pattern pamphlets and one book to select from when choosing a pattern. My goal was to knit a cardigan because I want to learn to steek, but the one pattern that spoke to me, out of dozens I looked at, was a pullover sweater. I was taken in by the shades--all gray, black and white. Although I wanted the solid silvery ash shade of gray to knit the body, it wasn't in stock. I selected a gray that has slubs of black here and there throughout the yarn.
Obviously, this pattern required a bit of adaptation to make it into a cardigan. It starts at the bottom rib section and in the original pattern, is completely knit in the round. For a cardi, the waist is a rib that's knit back and forth, includes 16 extra stitches for a button band and once completed, the button band stitches go on a holder and the piece is joined to finish the body in the round. I'm using a completely different pattern in the book to accomplish this.
Rippit. Rippit. Rippit.
A very clever technique for steeking: The side by side purl stitches will be the guides for the 2 seams. The sewn stitches will travel down the middle of the purl bumps and then the sweater will be cut between the seams. Is this some fuzzy yarn or what?
By 7 PM, I had completed the waist for the second time, put the button bands on hold, cast on two purl stitches that are center front markers for steeking and completed chart #1.
Today will be for some mindless knitting in the round. Big needles, big yarn. No problems, right? What could go wrong?
Be sure to check in here tomorrow. I'll be hosting a special guest blogger and there will be a pretty fabulous give away.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Included in the package were some Australian souvenirs including an apron, an oven mitt in the shape of my state of Michigan (like all oven mitts seem to be, but this one has famous places in Australia printed on it!), a koala key chain, cell phone charms and a package of chocolate biscuits called Tim Tams. I'm going to be breaking into that package of treats a little later.
Today, I feel particularly blessed to have such a friend as you.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
I used to love the scariest rides at amusement parks. I still love them, but with herniated discs in my lumbar spine, I don't think it's too wise to ride them. The memories of pain shooting into my toes and dragging my leg when I walk, or not being able to sit without pain is all it takes to keep me grounded. It took a long time to heal from that injury. These days, I have channeled my thrill seeking into other endeavors--like periodic extreme knitting.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Sunday may have been the date for the full moon, but last night's moon was extraordinary. When it first arose above the bleak Detroit winter landscape, it was hanging low in the sky--a bright yellow globe that looked surreal. I ignored what it meant for the hospice night call and went about my evening.