Sunday, January 28, 2007

My Zoo...


I have nothing to report on the knitting /crochet front, so I thought I'd post pics of the animals hogging my work spot. Meet Calvin. He sleeps with his tongue hanging out. The *Ping* of my camera woke him - hence the one hairy eyeball!



This is Finnegan. He is a big sleeper. We fight each other for space on the couch. Right now I'm sitting with only my right cheek on, and my left hanging off, because he has wormed his way behind me and has pushed me half off. He is part we don't know mixed with part we don't know that either. We've decided the breed is called (affectionately) - "Chicken-Cow". Cow for his resemblance to a dairy cow, and chicken, because, well... he has some urmmm ... issues. He's afraid of many many things. The kitchen floor, for example. Stopping while walking on the leash causes him to howl and jump, although after 8 years he's getting a bit better at this. There's more I won't go into detail. I could write a whole blog about him.

This is Rudy welcoming, or maybe just tolerating Calvin. Calvin is now 4times this size and Rudy only lays next to him when Calvin is sound asleep.
Now I'm off to attempt to finish my already late booties and hat for my neice...and maybe finish her sister's sweater which is now a few weeks past her birthday. Oh well...blame the arm.

Thursday, January 25, 2007

What was once lost...

You'll be happy to know - I haven't given up completely. This Tendonitis will not beat me! I thought maybe I could try crochet to see if it bothers my arm - so instead of trying to complete something of my massive collection - I have again, started something new. It's a small crochet headband for my daughter. I can hold my arm in a fashion in which it doesn't move very much and then I'm ok for a bit. How silly is that.? You'd think I would just stop and not cause myself any pain, but I'm stuck now in a pattern (ha ha...little fiber joke) that I can't remove myself from. I need the knitting as an outlet, or stress remover, and now that I'm committed to accomplishing things instead of letting them go; I know I can't stop completely or everything may end up in the attic again. I haven't told that story completely. In short - I'd had a bad bought of mistake after mistake years ago and looked at what I'd finished and liked nothing, and thought - UGH - why bother? I packed it all away for 4 years and haven't touched it since. Recently I'd remembered the calm it brought me and realized why I enjoyed it to begin with. It wasn't the result - the finished product - as I'd initially thought. It was the process.
If anyone has had a similar problem with Tendonitis, write me and let me know what you did about it, and if you got past it. I'd appreciate the idea that there is hope.

Friday, January 19, 2007

Wizard of Blogz

I feel a little bit like the Scarecrow today - you know from the Wizard of Oz? I'm falling to pieces - little bits are dropping off here and there. I've just returned from a visit to the Orthopedic specialist and confirmed my worst fears. I have a combination of an Ulnar neuritis (otherwise known as Cubital Tunnel Syndrome as well as Tendonitus in my elbow. He told me to lay off the knitting for a bit. Just when I was really getting into my New Years resolution of finishing all those old projects I started and dropped when I found something more exciting to make! I think I will listen to the doctor and take it easy...but I'm not stopping all together - otherwise this blog is all for naught.
So sad...
What is a poor knitter girl to do? Big SIGH...

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Yarn for Years Past

The other night I was driving home from my favorite wool shop of 15 years ago, and it struck me. The magic was gone. I used to get a feeling there, of comfort and I don't know if it was because I brought my hubby and kids with me (which were somewhat of a distraction), or the bland unwelcoming of the people minding the shop. There was a man in the shop , which was nice, but he was rude to a customer. Overall, I felt let down. It was sad, but it was also a lesson learned for me. I don't need to hang onto it anymore. Weird or not, I felt like going there was going to change me back to what I used to be. Whoops it sounds like I'm getting a little melodramatic here...
I had all these hysterically funny ideas for things I wanted to write about the experience, but now...after the lovely buzz of margarita has worn off...the ideas slid away.
I did manage to come home and finish the hat, but still have to finish the booties. I embroidered a little bear face that came out OK. I'm hoping it will all look much better once I block it.
I received a little gift package in the mail today, a copy of Elizabeth Zimmerman's Knitters Almanac, and "Socks Soar on two Circular Needles". I've read good things about both. I would also like to see the other Elizabeth Zimmerman book - Knitting Without Tears.
I found my wonderful hand spun wool from Utah!!! I wrote about it the other night, and then I had to go on a huge hunt for it. Now I just need a plan for it for after I'm finished with the rest of the stuff that needs finishing.
It's late I'm tired. No knitting done tonight. Except a small star from the Zimmerman book. I need sleeeeep.