Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Well, all hail the new washing machine

So, finally, finally I was able to felt something successfully.

I give you...felted potholders. 100% wool goodness

Pre-felted


Post-felted!

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Adventures in waterbottle holders


Knit/Crochet Waterbottle holder1
Originally uploaded by WeavesWithFire

So, I've been trying to make a waterbottle holder all summer. Of course, now that I figured it out, summer is just about over. Ah well.

This is my first attempt. As you can see, the bottom is a total mess.




Knit/Crochet Waterbottle holder2
Originally uploaded by WeavesWithFire

gakk...gasp...cord...strangling me (this is why I look so pissed)





Knitted Waterbottle Holder1
Originally uploaded by WeavesWithFire

Ok, so knit/crochet didn't work out so well, how about straight knitting?

It's functional enough, but alas, it looks like crap.




crochet waterbottle holder2
Originally uploaded by WeavesWithFire

Eureka! Crochet for the win!




crochet waterbottle holder1
Originally uploaded by WeavesWithFire

The bottom looks so lovely on this, I'm sad to have to put it on a park bench somewhere.

Summertime...and the knittin's easy


summerbag3
Originally uploaded by WeavesWithFire

This is my second *real* functional item...I purse I made for myself




summerbag
Originally uploaded by WeavesWithFire

I'm really happy with the flat bottom of this bag. It's comfy and didn't make me pull my hair out.




summerbag1
Originally uploaded by WeavesWithFire

Artsy presentation of the summer bag.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

long time, no post

I've been working like mad, just not on knitting! I had 4 doula clients in the month of June alone which makes Anne a very busy sock monkey.

Friday, April 25, 2008

Someday, there will be a therapy appointment just for this

Last night we played Uno!® as a family before bed. The parental goal was to have Max win a couple rounds to boost his ego and encourage him to continue playing (those who have five year old children are well aware of this essential strategy to avoid meltdowns during "fun time"). Well, I should say one of us made a concerted effort to have Max win a game, someone seemed to be out for blood after I won the first game. As it turned out, Ron won one and I won one, by the end of playtime, Max had still not come up with a win. Teeth were brushed, stories were read, water was given, and Max went to bed.

About 9:30, while Ron and I were watching a movie, we heard "the cry;" the one that tells us Max is having a night terror. Night terrors are similar to nightmares, but they usually occur in children as a way to work through an emotion, such as fear instead of replaying or creating a scary event. The child often does not remember what caused the terror, and often will not even recall they had one. Our son has experienced night terrors for about two years now and we have become accustomed to dealing with them. However, since the previous night terror in a befouled toybox and a very confused boy with pants around his ankles, we rushed into his room to see what was wrong.

He was in his bed, shaking and calling out for us and then he started saying "I'm scared, I'm scared!" We did our usual reassuring thing, rubbing his back, telling him he was ok. When we asked him what he was scared of, he yelled "GREEN OR 7! GREEN OR 7!" and then buried his face in my chest, sobbing. Our poor son was dreaming about some terrifying alternate universe where Uno cards come to life and demand "green or 7!"

5 minutes later, he settled down and went back to sleep, leaving him with no memory of the experience and only this story to remember the night Uno!® came calling in his dreams.


Sunday, April 13, 2008

Alpaca Extravaganza!!!

So, today Max and I decided to head down to the Alpaca Extravaganza at the Expo center...and so began another weird and wonderful foray into the world of Alpacas....



First, we took the train to the Expo center which I have to say was pretty much painless...well, except for the guy on the train who kept telling his girlfriend that she "was just a bitch" and she would respond with "I'm just trying to better myself" about 25 times two rows down from us. Luckily, Maxwell was pretty oblivious thanks to someone having left a bunch of balloon animals on the train for (I'm guessing) random children to find.






but on to the show...Ok, so there are apparently two main types of alpaca, Huacayas and Suri. The most popular of the alpaca breeds are the Huacayas, which are your typical curly haired fuzzy alpacas. The Suris are actually Huacayas with a few recessive genes thrown in there, but the Suri, with their corded hair and adorable little goofy faces are starting to advance in the US. Although people in South America have been breeding Suri alpacas for...I don't know millions of years or something, they have only been in the US since 1991. Of course, you would never want to mention cross breeding a Suri with a Huacaya to a Suri breeder, because then the breeders will come after you with pitchforks, conveniently already located in the stalls for clearing of hay ridden with alpaca pellets.

They also come in variations of 3 colors, red, white and black, and all of the color variations come from those three colors. I have to say that I did see some beautiful animals there, including this one on the way to be judged...



Max called these "Teddy Bear Alpacas" and started mincing me saying "oh, hello there beautiful, aren't you a beauty?" He wouldn't touch them, but commended me on my bravery for letting them snuff my hand...they have little noses that are like velvet!



He looks mean, but seriously, this was the friendliest alpaca there...



Roving, roving, roving...



I like to call this one a "Rastapaca"



Of course, the Alpaca Cult was there, recruiting as always...





These were all Suri alpacas, but they come with the requisite "enforcer" alpaca in case you start asking too many questions, if you know what I mean...



Max tried his hand at spinning





And then we went back on the train where I gave him smoothie and enjoyed a quiet ride home before the sugar hit...incidentally, did you know you could get a durian smoothie at the Saturday Market? I had no idea...lucky for me Max was more into strawberry and banana than corpse fruit.