DAMN! Who knew I had this much yarn???


Holy crap.

I was reading Norma’s blog the other day, and got hatefully inspired by her stash documentation project. Then I got curious as to just how much yarn really is in the basement… Silly me.


Mission Falls Cotton? Yeah, apparently I got that. 50 skeins I’ve uncovered so far. FIFTY, people. And I haven’t even found all of it yet - I know I’ve got at least another 15 skeins tucked away in a partially finished project box.

The beginnings of the madness can be seen in the gallery. Descriptions will be added as soon as I can face it. And keep in mind that what you see there tonight is only the beginning. The tip of the iceberg. And I haven’t even started in with the fiber yet. Pounds and pounds and pounds of that too. Oy.

And for your chicken update, there’s a new gallery of chicklets .



Baby Got Back!


Again. Finished the second back for the Everyday Cardi last night, and this time it seems to be all the same color… Yay! I’ll put it together on the ferry this morning and do the collar tonight, then it will be ready to wear, just in time for the weather to skyrocket right into the 70’s…

the second try on the back of the everyday cardi

Damn. That’s almost too much excitement for one day. Better leave it at that and go to work or somethin’.



Is there any better combination than sushi, chocolate, and donuts?


Yeah, I didn’t think so. Not that I’m *eating* that combination, mind you, but that’s what’s going to be hanging off my knitting tonight when I get home. Yee haw! I love me some Amyville, yes I do.

Today’s box o’ Amyville goodness included 4 pieces of sushi, a fortune cookie, two pieces of chocolate, two donuts, and a cupcake.

If you don’t have any of her markers yet, hie thee over there and getcherself some! They’re absolutely the best markers EVER. And no, I’m not getting any kind of kickbacks from her, I’m just an Amyville junkie. But I can quit any time I want to. I can. Yes. I. Can. I just don’t want to yet.

I’ll post some pix as soon as I’ve got the lacy goodness cast on and all markered up. Promise.



Soooo not a happy camper…


(warning, profanity to ensue, not that it’s particularly necessary to warn y’all about that, since you probably all know I’m a total pottymouth at this point, but whatever, some delicate flower may stumble upon this post and be all freaked out, so there you go. you’ve been warned.)

AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Let’s just start there.

A while back I got a bunch of (oh my god yummy) yarn from Peace Fleece, including 6 skeins of Zarya Fog in dyelot #7902. Of which I’ve been working on their Everyday Cardigan. Since my blocking space is limited, I washed and blocked the fronts and the back last night, so they could be dry by the time I finished the second sleeve, and I’d have room to block both of the sleeves at the same time.

I got up this morning and went to take them off the blocking board… The fronts? They look great. See:
fronts of the everyday cardi blocking

But the back?… What. The. FUCK.
there's no peace in this fleece...
See where I changed skeins? Yeah, I do too. Fucking hell. And the orangey/brown blotchiness? Where the fucking hell did that come from? And no, it doesn’t wash out. Tried that.

So, yeah. NOT happy about that. Not sure what I’m going to *do* about that. CritterBoy says it’s fine, that I’m just being hypersensitive and that nobody would ever notice either thing. Meh. I know they’re there. Therefore, it must be fixed. Shit. shitshitshitshitshit.

BUGGER.

On a brighter note, peep#3 has hatched and is doing well. Last week’s peeps are growing nicely, and have started to get their cheek tufts and some sort of top o’ the head tuftiness too. Lord only knows what they’re going to look like when they’se all growed up. The other four? Not so cute anymore. No, really. What, you don’t believe me? Here;
the chicklets at 4 weeks
and we can’t have a pic like that without some cute to balance it out:
the first two hatched peeps at roughly 1 week
Awwwwwwww! Them’s good eatin’!*

No, I have no intention of actually eating them. It just seemed like the thing to say…



PEEPS!!!


Woo! The first peep is here! Out of the shell, fluffy and yellow, and ohmygod cute.

But I’m gonna make you wait for it.

First, we have two of the eggs as they were when I checked on them at around 9 last night:
eggs at 9pm last night
What you can’t see here is that the one on the left has a cracked area on top that is just barely jutting out.

Then, we have the same two eggs around noon today:
egg1 at noonish today
egg2 at noonish today
Yeah, huge difference… I had no idea this process took anywhere near this long. Due to my crappy photography skills you can’t see that the peeps are visible through the holes at this point and are moving. The one in the brown shell is PEEPING. REALLY LOUDLY.

Then, going out to check again at 2ish… I found… PEEP!
the first peep out, just a few minutes old
Holy carp! It worked!

And, ‘cos it’s too cute not to share:
the first peep, half an hour or so later than the first picture

And yes, at less than an hour old, it has already learned how to sit in its food dish:
peep1 in the food dish



Science is cool!


Three quickie sciency links to get your week going:

Some seriously cool research into feeding silk worms colored food to change the color of their silk.

Synthetic spider silk! All the cooler because it’s made from things most of us eat on a regular basis. Kick Arse.

And, for those of you with a high tolerance for squick: Silk Worm Guts! (this is a DAMN cool thing, but there is dissection involved, so if you’re easily grossed out, don’t go there. Go here instead)

In further news… I’ve done some more dyeing. I have liked none of it thus far. Very lame. And tomorrow should be the day! Chicklets! Hatching! One can only hope. I have the day off, so with any luck I’ll be able to catch the action and capture it on film for y’all. ‘Cos I know you’re on the edge of your seats just waiting for that.

I’ll also have new pics of Kabob, Satay, Tandoori, and Butter for you tomorrow, so you can see just how cute they aren’t anymore.