Rainy Day Mittens

That’s what my new obsession is… My mittens. As I mentioned in Friday’s post, the pattern is Chrysanthemums, and boy is it a challenging pattern. The cuff was the most challenging… A picot edge, but done in such a strange way. It took me a good hour just to get the entire cuff done. Go have a look at the pattern if you don’t believe me.

The good news is, they’re looking great so far. The bad news is, I haven’t worked on anything else since last Thursday. Tonight I’m planning to do some work on my Dad’s Christmas socks, then a little on the mittens before I go to bed.

I’m completely and utterly in love with these mittens. Despite the fact I have to use spell check every time I try to write their name, they are wonderful. I’ve been dreaming of wearing them since I cast on, and I have unrealistic notions in my head about finishing them in time to wear this coming weekend.

My brain seems to have forgotten that I’m right in the middle of midterms.

My new mittens!

I’ve been trying to knit with the two colours more efficiently. I haven’t done much colourwork, so I’ve been trying not to let go of each colour as I need the other. It’s been difficult… At first, I tried having one colour in each hand, but the one in my left always had uneven tension. I’ve now got a system worked out where I hold them both in my right hand, and then just use a different position on my finger for each strand.

A closeup of the cuff

It’s been a learning experience, and I’m sure it will be more of one before these mittens are done. I just hope my infatuation lasts to see them through!


Today is a cold and rainy day, in which I have already done a number of things wrong. It was spitting when I left my house, so I didn’t think to put on my rubber boots (aka wellingtons, hence the title). Instead, I wore my moccasins, which are now thoroughly soaked through. I also grabbed one of my rain jackets out of the closet before running out the door, and it didn’t occur to me until I was standing at the bus stop that none of my rain jackets have hoods. Who makes a rain jacket without a hood?

Of course, it started to pour as I walked to the bus stop.

In other news, I love my Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. I have the best classes.

I have done a number of good things regarding the knitting as of late, however. The sweater continues to progress, though it’s monotonous and boring. I can’t wait to start a sleeve, because I think that means that I get to use straight needles instead of those pesky circulars. The things that I get excited about…

But I digress. The entire point of this post was to talk about the Fuzzballs. They have taken a bit of a back seat lately, and it’s not because I don’t love them (though I can’t post a photo, since I’m at the library at the moment). I’m merely just concerned about the amount of yarn I have left versus the length that they need to be. My brain is convinced that if I don’t work on them, the amount of yarn will increase. It’s magic.

So, last night, after a few too many beers and a lot of dancing at the local country bar, an idea came to me. I’ve actually been thinking about it for a while, but hadn’t come to a concrete decision. I’m going to be frogging them. I’ll rip them back, then start over with larger needles. This means I’ll have to do gauge again, which is unfortunate, but it’s worth it. The knitted fabric is also a little too dense for what I was envisioning anyway, so it will work out perfectly.

I don’t know why I had to be intoxicated to come to a decision about this, but I did. My only worry is that the yarn won’t frog well, since it has a lot of fibres/fuzzies coming off of it that tend to stick to one another. If worst comes to worst and I can’t frog it, those socks are going to turn into something else.

I’m heading back home to the farm for the weekend, so hopefully I’ll be able to get some knitting done there (as well as some amino acid memorizing!). It doesn’t feel like I’ve been gone for very long, but in reality its been 2 weeks! I feel as if this semester is going to fly by and I won’t have a chance to finish all of that knitting I’ve got planned…

Meant to be

I’m beginning to wonder if this sweater is meant to be.

After a long shopping session on Saturday, I finally picked out my yarn and bought 15 skeins of it. I shared photos yesterday. So, I started to work on my gauge. I didn’t get the recommended gauge, of course (because really, who does?).

I went to look for bigger needles. Did I have the next size up? Of course not. That would be too simple. So I decided to try to get gauge with two needle sizes up.

I was still half an inch off, and it was beginning to look like lace, since the needles were way too big for the yarn. Clearly I needed to get some thicker yarn.

So, off I went to the yarn store, bulging bag of yarn in tow. I walked up to the store, to find the door locked. Lovely. This yarn wasn’t meant to be.

This morning it was raining, so I didn’t get to ride the horses. Instead, I got ready for work early and went to the yarn store beforehand. I got the old yarn returned, and went to look for some different stuff. I found a colour I liked, but do you think they had enough? Of course not. But, after some careful sleuthing, we found enough in the same die lot!

The replacement yarn is Paton’s Shetland Chunky in Soft Teal. I’m excited to start on it. I’m really hoping that I can use my size 8’s, because they are the only wooden needles I own, and I’m rather fond of the wooden needles for chunkier stuff.

One of these days I will actually cast on for this silly sweater.


3…2…1… LIFTOFF!

That’s right, tomorrow I’ll be leaving on a jet plane for my family’s annual vacation in Florida with all of my cousins and uncles, and I couldn’t be more excited. This vacation is much needed right now. I’m looking forward to relaxing on the beach with a good book.

Part of this yearly trip also results in pre-vacation stress. Last year, I remember sobbing in my room before my trip as I packed, still upset over my breakup with my then-boyfriend, while texting multiple friends who were all telling me to just get over it. I think I was still throwing things in suitcases at midnight. We left the next morning at 3:30 am. But you know what? When I came back I was okay.

This year, I haven’t packed one thing yet. I know what I have to bring (I’ve been doing this since I was 6 months old) but I haven’t got it together yet. I feel like I have fifty million things to do before we go… I’ve got to finish this shift at work, go home, have a riding lesson (unlikely, since its pouring) then put the horses out and clean their stalls for the second time today. Then it’s getting ready: painting the toes, setting out my clothing for tomorrow morning, and packing. My best friend is coming over for a few hours, then I’m going out to dinner. Then it’s home again to do chores and make sure the barn is clean, then finish packing and finally bedtime.

That list just makes me exhausted. I’ll be on a plane tomorrow at this time, reading in the air and barely containing my excitement to reach my second home, the one of palm trees and white sand beaches.

The only thing that bothers me about leaving this year is the lack of knitting. I’ve really become quite attached to it since my long hiatus during school, and I’m just starting these exciting new projects. I really don’t want to leave it behind. But, alas, I’m no Yarn Harlot, who regularly brings her knitting on the plane… And lives to blog about it.

Regardless, it’s a long drive to the airport, so I think I’m going to stuff the Fuzzballs into the vehicle and leave them there while we’re away. Then, when I come back, I’ll have something to do on the drive home. I just can’t imagine sitting in the car for 2.5 hours without anything to knit. We’ll be home during rush hour too, so I think that the knitting is definitely going to be necessary.

Until I’m gone, I’ll be planning my first sweater escapade. I’m nearly paralyzed with fear about starting something that big; I’m sure it will take me months to finish. None the less, I’m searching for patterns until my shift is done and I’m free to prepare for the beach life.

I’ll be back in a week, with a photo heavy blog post and a nice tan (unlikely, but a girl can dream)!

PS. Just thought I would mention that I’ve written this post to the soundtrack of a leaking ceiling in the library… Guess the rain has finally come!


I can’t think of a good title for this post, hence the boring one “Rain”. I’m not really in the blogging mood at the moment… My cat has been struggling with illness for the past week. She’s young, only three, and we’re not sure exactly what’s wrong with her. My dad (a vet) thinks that she’s been poisoned somehow; eating a bad mouse or something.

Regardless, she’s been suffering for a week now. We’ve tried many different things, and Dad has been giving her fluid and  penicillin to keep her happy. She hasn’t shown any signs of improving and she isn’t eating or drinking.

She’s still her usual happy self though. She perks up whenever we come to pat her, and she’s always purring. She’s been wandering around the house, going from place to place. This morning I found her in the sink. You can tell from the picture that she doesn’t look too good, but seeing her curled up in the sink was too funny to resist.

In other news, we have a list. My heart’s not in it today, so it’ll be brief.

1. It rained. A lot. Finally. Yay!

2. I drove home last night after midnight in a lightning storm. It was simultaneously the most beautiful and terrifying thing ever.

3. I have a new page called 101 things. It’s a random list of 101 (+ a few) things that I want to do before 2013. I’ll cross them off as I go and probably post on the blog about them. It’s a way to live more purposefully, so the days don’t all slide by in a blur. Check it out, make your own, tell me in the comments what’s on your list.

Rest in Peace my Jinx. I love you. I’m really hoping that I get to write a post tomorrow about how she’s actually going to make it.

Update: After working a little more on my 101 Things List, I’m feeling a little better. #33, Kiss in the rain, was completed last night. Today, I just completed #97, Comment positively on six different blogs in one day. The blogs were as follows:

Loosing 100 Lbs
Canadian Equestrian Team Blog
Whole Larder Love
Love and a Six-Foot Leash
Invisible Ink – a Freshly Pressed Blog, on a post called Writing the Unseen
Year on a Whim – another Freshly Pressed blog

I’m going to keep going!

I can’t stand the rain

That’s a lie. I can stand the rain, if we ever got any. It’s been a month and a half since we’ve had a decent rain, and my grass is crunchy and brown. We’re trying to re-grow some of the horses’ pastures, and needless to say they aren’t growing. They’re just sitting there.

Today is grey and cold; not cold by winter standards, but cold compared to the crazy heat wave we’ve been having for the past two weeks. I felt a few drops of rain this morning, but nothing. It didn’t evolve into anything more. I can see it now; September is going to hit and we’re going to have a torrential downpour all the time! It’s not going to be good.

In other news, today at work I was allowed to bring my own computer! This is cause for celebration. I don’t have to wait 20 minutes for all of my writing to appear or 10 minutes for a single picture to load. As you may have deduced by now I work at the library with the computers. It’s a summer job and I tend to be really bored, but I enjoy working with my clients. I’ll be glad to go back to school in the fall and not have a job though!

I was thinking about school yesterday and I started to get excited for my classes; second year is so much more interesting than first! I’m sure I’ll have lots of stories for the blog, and I’m hoping that it will become a little more exciting than what it currently is (I woke up. I rode my horse. I went to work. I came home. I knitted and/or hung out with my boyfriend). Not to say I don’t enjoy life at the moment, it just makes for slightly dull reading.

Now, to the topic we’ve all been waiting for: Zoomobiles!

Here they are! My computer won’t let me resize that image, but there they are, looking out the window, hoping for rain. Rain means I stay inside and work on them. They’re looking great. Just the foot to go now! I’m not sure how much I’ll be getting done on them in the near future tho; I’ve got a two day horse show this weekend, so I’ll be camping with my mom and horse about 4 hours from home. It’ll be lots of fun (I can’t believe its only our second show this year) but if any of you know horses, you’ll know that knitting and horses aren’t condusive. Horses are dirty. Knitting likes to stay clean.

I’ve also got another photo for you. I’ve been meaning to put this up for a while since it makes me smile.

Here’s my dog, Bond, playing with his frisbee. It’s his favourite activity! Just say the word and he’s at the door, ready to go out. You can tell that I took these photos a while ago, the grass is still fairly green. It’s sad that that classifies as green!

Here’s another. Smile!