Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Peculiar Nature

It's the time of year when I do my best to remain sane at work, and, as such, I don't have a lot of energy for other stuff. Pardon the radio silence.

I keep a little tear-off calendar on my desk with Buddhist quotes on it. Today's:

Each one has a special nature peculiar to herself which she must follow and through which she will find her way to freedom.*
                                                                           -Swami Vivekananda

I love it. What makes us unique and weird is what creates our path. Embrace your peculiar nature.

Rock on, weirdos.

*I changed the quote from masculine to feminine language. 

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Gramercy and Putty Ribs

I've knit several of Hunter Hammersen's patterns*, and I volunteered to test knit her Gramercy pattern as she reformats it to re-release.

Gramercy (mine raveled here),
knit in a one-off Poste yarn from Simply Socks

The pattern is a simply 6 row lace pattern, and once you've done it a couple times you can tell where you are in the knitting from looking at the sock instead of the pattern. I love that.

I used a one-off skein of Poste yarn I bought at Simply Socks Yarn Company. It has a hint of sparkle in it. I love the blue and can't figure out what could possible be wrong with this yarn that it was on sale as a random skein. I think it's lovely.

I also finished another pair of Felici socks. I did these in plain 3x1 ribbing with an afterthought heel. I think I'm going to look for a different heel. I'm not thrilled with the way these look, although they're lots better after blocking.

Putty Ribs (mine raveled here), knit in Knitpicks Felici in the Putty colorway

These were pretty boring to knit, but a) it's fine to knit brown in the summer since I do not have the color despair I sometimes feel in winter, and b) I think I'll wear these to work a lot.

Lest you think everything is going along swimmingly:

I always think of a lifeline too late.

*Wow! I've knit more of her patterns than I realized. I think this pair of socks are the eighteenth project.

Friday, July 31, 2015

Back to the Beginning

My first knitting project was a washcloth. I still maintain that's a great first project. It's small, uses only knit stitches, can be jazzed up as you gain more skills, and washes dishes extremely well regardless of how misshapen it may be. (And it may be very misshapen, as my first washcloth illustrates.)

Recently a friend asked for some washcloths. I eagerly went to the basket of cotton yarn I keep for just such occasions and cast on.

First, I did a leaf one. I hadn't knit that pattern before, and it was good fun.*

Then I tried a Chinese Wave pattern. This one is nice because the slipped stitches are all slipped on the wrong side, which means you're not constantly flipping your yarn from the front to the back as you would be if you were slipping on the right side. It's a small change, but it makes the pattern much faster. The pattern called for each row to be 45 stitches. I cut it down to 41 and it still seemed really large. I stopped when I ran out of that color yarn, and it seems to be a good size, although a tiny portion of my brain keeps muttering, "It should've been a square." That part is just being difficult. After all, hands are vaguely rectangular, so why wouldn't washcloths be?

Then I did The Washcloth, the first pattern I've ever knit.

It felt really good to go back to the beginning.

*I wanted to write "good, clean fun" since it was a washcloth, but I refrained... until I got to the footnotes. It was the best I could do.

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Fruit and Veggies Towel

It's surprising how much I've been enjoying embroidery recently. I look through various books at their fancy stitches, admire lovely embroidered art online, and then happily backstitch cartoon-y fruits and vegetables.

I've made a dishtowel* that I won't let anyone use. I fully recognize the ridiculousness.

Ooh la la! Vous etre tres jolie, l'orange!


I'm just a carrot, dancin' a jig while my neighbor the tomato eyes me hungrily.

I don't really understand what's happening.

Stitch on, my friends.

*Dishtowel is a Most Awesome Tea Towel and pattern is I Luv Veggies, both from Sublime Stitching

Monday, July 27, 2015

Eagle Creek Park

More staycation pictures! We spent a lovely few hours hiking in Eagle Creek Park.


Go, pollinators!

Looking across Eagle Creek

Maybe I'm a sap, but I see a heart.

Yup, we did that.

What about if the flag looks like this?

My favorite.

I always am stunned by how beautiful lotus flowers are.

We had sun and rain, which was just fine with us. We started the longest trail, deciding we could stop halfway if we wanted. We were having such a great walk that we did the whole trail. Then we went home, showered, and went to dinner to eat fried pickles, burgers and fries at Burgerhaus. I love us.

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Embroidery for Lynn

Yesterday was my dear friend Lynn's birthday. I gave her two pieces.

Sometimes you need to gently remind people about the importance of interpersonal communication.
This is more polite than yelling, "If you don't turn off that phone, I'm going to smash it into tiny bits."

Lynn IS magic. I hope this reminds her that I know it, too.

Lynn, I'm really grateful to have you in my life. Happy birthday!

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

A Reminder

I think everybody does it. I look at my life and see only the things that I perceive to be lacking. I look at my job and I see the frustration, the annoyance with coworkers' habits, the fact that I'm not able to sit on my couch, knitting and eating bonbons all day.

I forget that my job is actually pretty great. I'm helping people have a meaningful place to express their religious identity. I don't have to deal with people all day (just some). I have my own space. I work very normal hours. I work with people who care about each other, even though that sometimes feels little more like a dysfunctional family than I'd prefer.

And, for the love of all that is holy, I am lucky. There are so many jobs that suck, not just ones that I might not enjoy, but ones that are dirty and smelly and filled with assholes and dangerous. So. Many.

So, as a reminder, I made myself something and hung it in my office.

Get a grip, Bonnie. You do not work in a Chilean mine.