You know, there are times when I feel like I'm just not fit for public consumption. Not that I smell, or I'm rude, or anything; it's more like the vital part of my brain that runs my conversation & interpersonal skills up and.... disappears. Blogging is different, because really, it's sort of like I'm talking to myself, but on a bus where other people can hear me. Also, I can delete, backspace, spellcheck, and edit quite happily. Sadly, not smething I can do in face-to-face conversation. Luckily, my husband is engineer-y, so I'm not sue he even notices, and Am is still working on her grasp of English, so she doesn't really notice either. I think. I just try toavoid everyone else.
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So, erm. If you run into me today, and I seem dopey or quiet, I'm fine, really, I'm just a little dopey and quiet. If I don't open my mouth, then I don't have to worry that I'll stick my feet in it.
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Anyways! Look at (some of) what I did with my hands:.
These four are all BFL fiber from Sweet Georgia (from Make1); & now that they're spun (and fairly consistent), I can't decide what to do with them. Ply them for mittens? (Two colors do match the biscuit scarf. But then what to do with the yellow & green?) Set them as singles? For intarsia? Or maybe to felt? Is it wasteful to take something I have so little of (50gm each, no idea on yardage at this point) and not do my best to stretch it out? (The green curve on the left is my belly. Not even here yet, and the new kid wants into all the shots.)
.This is a little bit of silk/wool from Twist of Fate, I believe. I was a little disappointed as it came all wrapped in a ball shape, and I totally adored the navy/rust. Sadly, the center of the ball was all greeny/english garden colors, so I spun the unwanted color up along time ago. This is the rust/navy (only1.2oz), which is my first Navajo plying on a spindle. I know if I'd plyed it differntly, I'd've ended up with more than the 55m, but I wanted to do it this way, so I did. Now, what do I do with it? Knit myself a lollipop?
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I did not make this. Nope, wasn't me. But it is mine, and, well. After a little research & some dictionary reading, I'm not sure if a project I'm scheming on should be called "The Teacozy of Vengeance", "The Revenge Teacozy" or perhaps "Like Justice, the Teacozy Knitter Is Blind". S___, you thought that this, this was the ugliest teacozy ever. I'm going to prove you wrong, girl.
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1 comment:
I will wait to see what monstrosity you unleash before concocting my retort :)
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