Picture Day

What do you think a wee little mehitabel would have looked like? Would you guess this:

the funny story attached to this picture is that the photographer apparently liked it well enough to display it in his window. Last I heard, it was there almost 30 years after it was taken.
I mean, would that entice you to bring your child in?

Well, maybe if you permed her hair into oblivion and added a bow almost the same size as she!

This was age 3, taken to send to my dad who was still in France with the Army.

Or maybe this, with the "baby brother" which pegs the date at mmummble-mumble? He doesn't look too sure about this whole deal, but isn't he a cutie?

Rather more recent pictures, of the Grandcarrot at almost 20 months, with his new "friend." Hey, when you are stuck in a hotel, you amuse yourself the best you can, right?

Right.

Look, I remembered that this is supposed to be a knitting blog!

Birch is found and actually got worked on in the plane on my way to the latest destination.

There will be news, I hope, of a very good kind. Please cross your fingers, say a prayer, make a wish, send good thoughts out our way.

Pretty please??

Thanks!!

K.O.

Don't know if it's a stomach flu or food poisoning, and I guess it doesn't matter. Let's just say it wasn't the best companion for a day of flying!

However, I'm home, I'm (I think) much better, and hopefully will be back to posting and knitting and generally LIVING life instead of hiding out from it!

Snowballs!

Or, actually, yarn balls: direct from Webs! Well, I had to go, didn't I? I had a commission from a friend and fellow knitter, to pick up some yarn for her. While I was there, I overheard a conversation between a couple of the employees about the big push they've got on to ship all the orders they got during the sale. They are really working hard, and are almost caught up. However, I'm sure that having a "personal shopper" will mean she'll get her yarn sooner, even if she does have to wait till I get back to SoCal!
I had thought about going to their Thursday night knit-in, but the weather forecast was pretty dire: more snow, turning to sleet, freezing rain, and ice. It's been too long since I've driven in that stuff to want to tackle it at night, with a bum shoulder yet.

Snow:
this is the back yard. Can you see that birch over on the left, arching wayyy out across the yard?
This pine is next to the house. I loved the way it looked with a freight of snow on its branches. At one time, this house was surrounded by pine trees, but in the 52 years since my family moved in here, many of them have succumbed to disease and old age. Or my father's temper at having to rake tons of long pine needles--which leach acid into the soil and kill the grass.

Front yard, with snow piled up by the plow. That yellow spot on the grass is birdseed from the feeder.
The birds love the feeders, and so do the squirrels.

Funny how the squirrels here have much fluffier coats and much bushier tails than the squirrels in my yard. Oh, and they're grey squirrels--my SoCal squirrels are brown.
Just after the storm, the birches at the end of the driveway had the whole thing blocked off. This generally only happens with a heavy, wet snow, so I guess we know what kind this was.
That's the same bird feeder as in the plowed photo.
There is more snow coming down.

Here's a bit of a change of pace: Anne made this for the "coffee corner" at her place. Tuesday night she got it backed and pinned, and it's ready to quilt and hang. My guess is she got it quilted already--she's been amazingly prolific with her quilts!

I'll leave you with one more yarnball picture:
This is destined for my Shedir, for the KAL that started Jan 1.


I know, I know. Several people have already finished. I will cast on after I get back.

Time zone changes play havoc with the body clock, so I'm going to be trying to reset it tonight. I thought for sure that getting up at 4 am to get to the airport on time would help a lot--after all, that's 7 am EST, right? What I apparently didn't take into account is that it meant I was short of sleep, so consequently I've been a real sleepyhead here. Let's see if I can counteract that with--gasp!--real sleep!

Progress?

I certainly hope that you won't get tired of pictures like this:

because I'm planning on posting one every time I get a truckload of goodies to take to the thrift shop! Now, granted, this isn't as big a load as some of the others, but I've been working "wounded." That's 5 bankers' boxes and a whole lotta magazines gone, outta here!

More progress: Montrose Monday yielded some incentive to bring along the CPH.

The shoulders are now sewn, and I'm about an inch into the hood. I'm planning to carry the cables from the center back right up the back of the hood; the reason they look a little wonky in this picture is because they're ready to be crossed. For some reason, one of the front cables didn't get crossed when it should have, so after I had finished the shoulder seams and picked up the stitches for the hood, I had to drop back down a few rows and re-cross the cable on the right row.
Worth the effort, though. The color on these pictures is much lighter than it is in person--it's a nice deep red with lots of tweedy dryer lint...er, flecks. Yeah, flecks, that's it.When my kids were little, they had a cute little book called "My Cat Likes to Hide in Boxes."
There were rhyming couplets (with adorable sketches to illustrate each one) like, "The cat from France likes to sing and dance," always with the refrain, "but my cat likes to hide in boxes."
Simon says, what? Doesn't everyone like to get all snug in a box?

Go. Here. Now.

Just found this via Crafting Morrighana and have to share! (One of these days I'll figure out how to make the picture into a link. Not today, too much to do! But I did want to put the link out there for you!)

Now, who's going to do this for the quilters?? Inquiring minds want to know!

Mission: Possible 2008

Yes, I'm definitely a joiner. Like Madgik, I've joined a couple of Ravelry groups dedicated to Stash Management and Depletion and the Completion of Projects Mired in Terminal Cobwebbiness. Just to keep me honest, I'm going to post my goals here as well. I hope that it will lead to nudges and pokes in the ribs (not the sore ones, please!) and encouragement to get some of this accomplished.

Fanfare and flourish! Here goes:

1. Map of the World Sweater. Started in 1991. Needs to be sewn up and have a neckband knitted, about 8 rows I think. Caitlin still wants it.
2. The Sorbet Ab Fab. It’s my 6th or 7th one and I think I’m sick and tired of Colinette mohair.
3. The Mushroom Ab Fab. Maybe I’ll do a different design on this one, instead of the Feather and Fan I did for the others.
4. Audrey’s blankie. It’s gorgeous yarn, Lotus Knits’ Lullabye colorway. Needs to be done before Audrey goes away to college–she’s 8 weeks old already.
5. Laughing Carrots sweater for the Grandcarrot. I even have carrot-orange yarn to make it in.
6. Yet Another Endless Comfort Shawl. This one is half done. It’s LB Jiffy and will be colorful and cheerful, although the two variegated colorways are not even remotely siblings.
7. The Damn CPH. Needs to be sewn together so the hood can be knitted. Meighan wants it. If it doesn’t fit her, it’s going to Conn. and I’ll start another one for Meg.
8. Lady Eleanor I. Needs blocking and fringe.
9. Lady Eleanor II. Needs blocking and fringe.
10. Lady Eleanor III. Still knitting. Still loving the Rowan Tapestry.
11. Birch. In KSH no less, in luscious Liqueur. On its way to being my second-oldest UFO. Or third. Who keeps track? I can barely remember my kids’ birthdays, let alone my knitting’s.
12. Paris Scarf–Sea Silk in the Paris colorway. Started on the way to Paris, France, and looking really pretty. Just needs some TLC and time to remember the pattern. (Doesn’t help to get something done when you leave the pattern on a BA flight and break the needles in Nice. It’s now on a pretty rosewood circ and should get its share of time in the rotation. Ought to be good plane knitting for my trip East next week.)

There it is. I didn’t include the things that are done except for blocking, and I’m sure there are more things lurking out there in the stash. Especially the stash that’s in that OTHER ZIP code!

See that back there? That's More Yarn and it lives in storage. It has lots of company there--I counted 6 tubs, and that's just what's on top and easily visible.

Now do you see why I need this Stash Intervention Year??

Quilt Night

Here are a couple of projects from quilting class:
Louise with her strippy scrappy Lone Star.
I'm encouraging her to finish it and enter it in the big guild quilt show--it's very inspiring to see what can be done with small pieces!
This is Charlotte's big project. She's been working on it for quite a while now. Up close, you can see all the little squares--there are 24 different shades of blue in this one, to get the proper shading.

It's from a photograph of her granddaughter Tori, which through a fairly complex process was transferred to a graph and coded for assembly. The white "ruffle" is actually the interfacing it's been pressed to. Without going into great detail, the squares are laid out on fusible interfacing, ironed to adhere them, then the seams are sewn down. There's a book on the technique and I'll see if I can track it down--I'm blanking on it right now!

It was amazing when I took the pictures--the photographic aspect doesn't really show up unless you get a good distance from it. In the camera, it really came through. You might need to squint a little to "see" the image!
Anne was finishing the quilting on her "Divine Felines." This will go in her new home.
We don't know what her two dogs will think of it--but then, I don't think they are very critical of fabric cats.
And Gail's table runner. She was just getting ready to sew on the binding--so please imagine this with a narrow edge of dark green.

Well, that was some of what was going on tonight. We had a good class and a nice group of people. I'm crossing my fingers and toes that we can keep it up!!

I even got to knit a little tiny bit tonight, in between helping out with various projects. Yay for Tuesday quilting!!

Recipe Box Redux

Just to reinforce my cred on the whole recipe box issue, here is the thing in all its vintage glory.

Now, I ask you: is this not '60s chic at its finest?



Just look at that fruit salad-y lid! Not to mention the fingermarks and grime from many years of use!

What's in it, you ask? What does one keep in this little treasure, now that the recipes have gone to a bigger and more complex box?



Voila.
This, my children, is how we kept track of yarn in the days pre-Ravelry. Pre-computer, even. Index cards, with the yarn data on the front and a nice little piece Scotch-taped to the back. Filed in a little tin box.

And if you're a cat, this is what you do on a sunny January Monday while your peeps are hard at work. You supervise the traffic on the street, or you snooze. 'Cause your buddy is on guard.

When the knit content is low, I can always count on a flower photo or two for distraction, right?

The camellias are blooming. These first two pictures are of the same bush: it has both speckled and white blossoms. I'd say it's because it was grafted, but sometimes the two different colors are on the same branch.

It's pretty--reminds me of peppermint candy!

Then we have the other pink-and-white variety. This is the one that grows out of the hole in the deck off the back door.

In case you were wondering how ol' Padua is doing after his (expensive) traumatic holidays, here he is, doing what he does best:

keeping the sofa warm. He seems to be doing fine. He eats up a storm, drinks water by the gallons, and still begs for treats. He probably should go back for a checkup soon, just to make sure his numbers are on track.
Do you think this boy has enough fur to keep him warm?

Dear Ann and Kay

Here I am, joining in on the Grandma Mabel Memorial Recipe Box Show & Tell Contest, as seen on Mason-Dixon Knitting.

I actually do have one of those antique-y looking recipe boxes--umm, mine was new in 1963 when I got married, so it really is "vintage"--but I'm not sure where it is right now, and with the current state of my rib cage, excavating for it isn't a good option.
So I decided to make do with the recipe collection(s) that get the most use around here


Recipe book assembled by D4 and D5 as Christmas gifts for their siblings (and themselves) back in 2000:
Inside view of Meg's: including the copy of Cook's Illustrated with the sour cream pie crust/great apple pie recipe.
One of the recipes from the book:
we had this for breakfast on Christmas day this year. It's really a great fast easy tasty dish, for breakfast, lunch or dinner, and perfect for potlucks. Even tastes good cold for breakfast, should there be any left over. We vary the amounts--12 eggs and a quart of cottage cheese, whatever size can of green chiles the store happens to have, we're not fussy at all.
And this is where some of my recipes live:

the inside door of my Depression-green Hoosier. Yes, my kitchen is very "period" with its unremodeled 1921 kitchen, its 1980's appliances (earthquake in '87 killed the old stove), and its gen-u-wine Nappanee Kitchenette, aka Hoosier Kitchen. It has the sliding enameled tray that pulls out for more work surface, a block of wood for clamping the meat grinder onto, and a working flour sifter behind the side door. Holds 20 lbs of flour, easily, and we did use it all the time back when I was cooking for the Hungry Horde. Such a convenience to just hold the measuring cup under the sifter, turn the crank, and voila! Sifted flour!
Nowadays, the flour lives in Tupperware. Not as much fun, but infinitely less conducive to weevils and flour moths, since we don't bake or even cook as much or as often as formerly!

So--what do your recipes live in? Ann and Kay want to know!

End Of The Year Checkup

... or, how did I do with my stash-reduction goals for the year? Confession is, I suppose, good for the soul, and in any case the public acknowledgement of my success/failures ought to be therapeutic. Or at least motivational!

Note: for 2007 I focused on yarn mainly, especially in the written goals. I did work on the fabric stash, though, and for 2008 my goals apply to all stashes--fabric, fiber, and paper!

Here we go. I'm going to put last year's goals in black type, and then comment on how well or badly I did in color. Let's see how it works.

1. Assess and organize. Knowing your enemy is the first step, right? Besides, it will be fun to meet old friends and maybe get to play with computer programs--I think Excel will work for this. Well, this is coming along. It's not anywhere near completed, though. I've tried using the Excel spreadsheet and Ravelry, but I seem to bog down. The rationalization: I'm purging, so I should wait till I've got it down to a manageable size. That's not good enough; for the coming year, I need to work on this more effectively.

2. Purge. Ruthlessly. I don't think this step needs explanation. Maybe it would help to think of it as Sharing The Wealth. Well, that's been happening. A lot of yarn went out of the house this year. The Yard Sale helped. Maybe another yard sale is called for. Or maybe more charity knitting and definitely more charity quilts!

3. Assign. Some things were bought for a specific pattern, so it would help to have the pattern and its source stored together with the yarn. Getting there. Same with the fabrics.

4. UFO Patrol and WIP roundup. Again, self-explanatory. I'm starting to think that a monthly repeat of this step would be really good for me. Knitting WIPs and UFOs are well herded and corraled. Time to do this for the quilts now! After all, there is that Fan Quilt that's been needing only to be quilted since... literally... 1985.

5. WIPs get whipped into shape. UFOs get judgment: they are either going to become FOs or they are going to return to their roots, ie yarn balls. Or charity quilts. No mercy! The knitty ones have been taken care of, so let's get to those quilty ones.

6. Periodic evaluations. How well is this working?? Not nearly as well as it could. Ah, the joy of distractions--like the Grandcarrot and Audrey. And the lure of shiny new yarns. Not so much with the fabrics, though!

7. Pattern round up and organization. All those lovely designs printed off the internet, especially the ones in the stack that the cat knocked over and mixed up. I've got notebooks and sleeves, so let's put them to work. Total failure here. The situation is actually worse than it was, since I've printed out more patterns!

8. Books books books. Lots of knitting books, most of which are keepers. Gotta weed out the ones that aren't, make working copies of some patterns so they're handy for assigning to yarn. A lot of books... A LOT OF BOOKS!!--got moved out in the yard sale. Quilt books, knitting books. I went from a 5-shelf bookcase in the studio to two 2-foot-high stacks of keepers. And the purge continues!

9. Gift and charity knitting. This is one of the reasons I said these steps weren't being assigned to a particular month--I want to do this all year long. If there are going to be yarny gifts for birthdays or Christmas, then I should decide that early and get on with it! And I've sorta let the charity knitting slide, since my knitting time has been drastically shortened, but that's really no excuse. Coming along nicely. Add charity quilting to this list, though, and it's not nearly as it should have been. The only excuse? The closing of Bearly Stitchin' means we lost our venue for spreading out and working on charity quilts as a group. Once I get my "studio" in order, I'll be able to do more at home, and that will help a lot.

10. Knit from stash exclusively. For this part I may follow Wendy's rules, except that since I don't knit socks, I won't need the Sock Yarn Exemption. I'm not even going to push for a Scarf Yarn Exemption, since I have lots of yarn that would make good scarves. Okay, didn't happen. Who could have foreseen the Black Sheep Knittery sale, or even the Pink Porch closeout? I think I need to plan to shop from stash FIRST whether it's for a quilt or a knitting project, and leave myself some slack as far as buying or not. Let's face it, will power (or won't power) isn't my long shot, so what's the point of setting unreasonable goals for myself?

11. Review, Reassess, Re-evaluate. Frequently. Okay, this is doable, and has been done. Maybe not as frequently as I would have liked, but often enough.

For next year? I think I'll keep it simple--the KISS approach seems to work for me. I did join the Stashbusters Yahoo group, and I think that will be very inspirational. Anne is a member and she and I have a lot in common as far as paring down the stash goes! She's wayyy ahead of me on the whole-house cleanout front, though. See, this is where I am having a problem. There are too many areas here (meaning in the house) that need attention, and so my efforts are scattered. I need to focus myself more on one or two areas, so that I actually accomplish something that can be seen. As it is, I do some here, some there, and whoa, it doesn't even show.

Since I fell on Friday, and managed to hurt myself yet again--this time it's ribs, ouch--I'm not able to do much physically, so I'm going to try to use this time for planning. (And no, it's not a bad injury, and it's getting lots better pretty quickly, just right now highly inconvenient!)

Back to Real Life

First, a quick peek at my now-cozy comfy feet. Real UGGs! New slippers! Yay!
I always ooh and ahh over the UGGs in the stores, while simultaneously noting that they are really not appropriate footwear for a person of my age and girth. But I had been hinting for new slippers and D4 saw her chance, and the rest is history.

I got several very thoughtful and delightful presents, but since none of them (well, except for the SnB calendar from D5) were knit-related, I'm not going to regale you with all of them.



The gifts for the "rest" of the family, ie the East Coasters, Denverites, and the Vegas Crew, have finally gone into the mail. I don't know why we were so lax this year with the preparation and mailing--well, actually, I do know why, it seems to be tradition, and every year I say it's going to be different.

And it never is. But here are the boxes of gifts, loaded into the Purple Present Mover, and after a few adventures with Office Depot and their errant printers, they have been consigned to the trusty services of UPS. I know that the USPS will also allow us to track packages, but there's a funny little quirk in mail delivery to some of my family--packages don't get delivered to them. Instead they get a notice and have to go into the Post Office to pick them up. In the kind of weather the East has been having, I think that's just not cool, so I sent things UPS. Brown will take them to the door.

Have I mentioned that there have been windstorms here? This is what the driveway looked like as the liquidambars dropped their collection of seed pods. Hazard underfoot! Fortunately for all, while I was at Jury Duty today (did my service, released for another year, yay!) the gardeners came and swept all this up. There are now 8 trash cans lined up at the curb, waiting for the green waste collection in the morning.


The wind also left some interesting stuff in the yard--seeds from the Chinese elm tree that is two door up from us, leaves from trees halfway up the block, papers from who-knows-where. The trees are not bare, though, and so it's likely we'll have another crop of burrs.

Too bad I've left my artsy-craftsy stage behind: these would look wonderful sprayed with gold paint or dusted with fake snow to make cheery wreaths! Oh well. Been there, done that, got the glue gun scars to prove it!

The Stockings Were Hung...

...on the stairway, since hanging them on the mantel means you can't light the fire, and it was just chilly enough today for a fire.


You may notice some bags on t he stairs behind the stockings. The elves who fill these often find that the stocking itself is not big enough to hold everything it's supposed to, so there are usually "annexes" to hold the overflow.
Mine is the grey one, fourth from the bottom, right next to Audrey's. It's the "silver fox." Silk and velvet with beads and crystals. Not my usual style, but I love it!


Audrey enjoyed her first Christmas. As is often the case with new babies, a full tummy and a dry bottom leads to great contentment. Who cares about presents??
Little Sweet Pea had a red "pod" for the occasion. You can't see the details in this picture, but there's a little kangaroo pocket on the front of the jumpsuit. And those are Dodger booties on her feet--her dad is a big Dodger fan. (He also was the winner of the Eric Gagne lookalike contest a year or so ago.)
Speaking of gifts, there were a few silly ones--this was a stocking gift for the Carrot's daddy. A blow-up Cheesehead... I did get pictures of several people wearing it but this was the cutest.
The grandcarrot had a lovely time. He's still not quite into the whole idea of Christmas--his M.O. today was to tear strips off the wrapping and either stack them neatly on a chair, or tuck them into his little step stool's "cubby." He's 18 months old, so we figure by next year he'll definitely be able to go with the plan. And then Audrey will be the one who's not quite there...

And this is the gift that had us all in tears:

It's one of the Willow Tree series, called Generations, and it shows a mom, grandma, and little girl all working on a quilt together. Since I am a quilter (as well as a grandma) and all three of the local daughters quilt (as do D1 and some of the Conn. group), it struck a chord with us and we were all teary. Of course, all of us were sleep-deprived and that may have had something to do with it! D4 found the figurine at the Cathedral of Our Lady of the Angels when she was on jury duty last summer--she definitely makes the most of her jury duty time!

I hope that you are enjoying the season and spending time with friends and family and "good people." I had a wonderful time on Monday knitting with a great group of ladies--in fact, it was such a good time that I forgot to take any pictures! I think Ellen did, but even though I had my camera with me I was just too busy knitting and talking! Top it off with a great meal and it was a perfect lead-in to the barely-controlled madness that is Christmas Eve chez mehitabel!