Two solid weeks without knitting


For once, though, not because of an injury!

I blame New Podlandia* and these:
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That’s only part of the set, although it’s all of the part that’s currently finished. Sigh. Yes, behind on that too. Alas.

*We married off our friends Torrey and Dietrich this past weekend, and much fun and extremely excellent food was had by all at their new embassy, and the towels were my wedding gift to them. Also? Embroidery takes flippin’ FOREVER. Who knew?

There are at least two, possibly three more sweaters for class finished (maybe I’ll finally get around to taking pictures this weekend, or make the child do it) (ooh! speaking of the child… http://www.flickr.com/photos/orionodegard/ - take note, Parental Units, there are pictures of us there). More sweaters on the way, although the current class sweaters are all miserably fine gauge jobbers, so the progress is slooooooooow.

Random, yes. Context-free, always.



I heart the internets


And the people who have WAY too much time on their hands.

The most amusing case mod I’ve seen yet.



Also?


The pickled grapes are tasty. Weird, but tasty.

That’s all.



SQUEEEEE! worthy


Sophomore Prom Princess. Need I say more, really? (other than “no, sorry, I don’t have pictures to share yet” - although I have seen one blurry shot and she looked absolutely lovely)

Also? Did I mention she shaved her head? Well, she did. And she’s rockin’ the stubble.

Go forth and squeeeee! at her!



Pickled WHAT?!


Grapes, people. Pickled GRAPES. Seriously! Also? The internets are proven, once again, to be a very small place.

There’s this (really quite lovely) food blog that I read regularly called Smitten Kitchen. (the rhubarb crumb cake and polenta pizza recipes are staples around here now) The woman who writes it occasionally refers to a friend of hers named Molly, who just had a book published. I assumed from the way she talked about her friend that they lived close to each other, and I know that the SK author lives in New York. Silly me.

SK posted about pickled grapes a week or so ago, mentioning that the recipe she based hers off of was out of her friend Molly’s new book. The recipe looked interesting and easy, and, as I am prone to doing, I googled to see what other variations might be out there.

The first hit google returned was to an NPR interview with Molly about the book, and the origin of the pickled grapes recipe turned out to be…. a restaurant next door to my office.

So small, those internets!

More pictures from the day of cooking and taking pictures of stuff in the gallery.



Oh Snow, how I do not love thee anymore


In spite of the snow and the canceled flight, the holiday was still a good one. We tested the limits of sitting around the house in our jammies watching bad TV. We cooked (a LOT). We curled up on the couch and read good books and watched the snow fall beyond the twinkly lights on the tree. We accomplished very little. It was good.

Critter Boy got me a new camera for my birthday, and the three of us had much fun taking random pictures last week. (being that I’m too tired to really explain all of it - the cats are Hugo and Darwin, in that order, the hat is the Kauni flower hat I knit while snowed in, and the hot chocolate and cupcakes were from the trip downtown on Saturday with the Booger. Sugar Rush wee bitty cupcakes with peppermint hot chocolate at the Chocolate Box. Go there. It’s chaotic but yummy. Photo credits there are Boy, Boy, Booger x4, me, Booger)



Interweave Knits Back Issues, Anyone?


Yay! Free stuff!

In the process of moving some of my books and magazines to a new bookshelf, I discovered that I have a pile of duplicate back issues of IK. They’re up for grabs. The kicker is that I will not ship them (no, seriously. don’t ask, I will say no), since mailing stuff out involves having to deal with the post office on a Saturday, and that’s a multi-hour proposition. I will, however, happily bring them to Madrona to hand off, so if you’re not local to the Seattle area, but are coming to Madrona in February, you, too, can still have one/some/all.

Here’s what I’ve got:
Winter 2006
Spring 2006
Fall 2005
Summer 2005 (beat up, cover falling off)
Spring 2005 (2 copies - 1 has a shreddy bit at the edge of the back cover and a few pages in)
Fall 2004
Spring 2004
Summer 2003 spoken for!
Spring 2003 spoken for!
Winter 2002 spoken for!
Fall 2002 spoken for!
Summer 2002 (cover is detached, but it’s mostly in ok shape) spoken for!

If you want one/some/all, leave me a comment and let me know which one(s) you want.



Ho Ho Ho Y’all!


Xmas evening finds me sitting around the house, in my jammies, drinking hot chocolate spiked with peppermint schnapps (with a massive cap o’ marshmallows, natch - the boy is drinking his straight, sans cocoa), watching the snow melt (as opposed to xmas eve, which found me sitting around the house in my jammies not drinking anything fun).

Not in Denver. Not with loads of family and more cookies than you can shake a stick at. And yet? It’s still all good. Also? There’s no crowded airport to deal with on Saturday. Bonus!

Super ultra crazy mellow day with absolutely no obligation, filled with “classic” tv from the good old days. You know, back in the day when the men wore terrifyingly tight pants and you can smell the aqua-net through the screen.

So! Here’s hoping you’ve had a damn fine chrismakuh filled with exactly what you wanted it filled with.



Long overdue update with genuine knitting content


It’s been all knitting all the time here at Chez Gravy. So not only do I have finished knitting, I actually have pictures of some of it. I know. Shocking.

Let’s dig right in, shall we?


Habitat in Berroco Cuzco. Damned if I remember what size needles I actually knit it on. 9’s? 10’s? Something. Super quick and well written. Really want to do this one again in a different color for myself. Cuzco is YUMMEH. This one is for one of my coworkers for xmas.


Forest Canopy Cowl in Manos del Uruguay Silk Blend in a VERY intense magenta. I loooooove this yarn. A lot. In almost every color it comes in. This was supposed to be for the Booger, but she wants it in the bright acid green instead, which means this one goes to Someone Else (someone who maybe reads this sometimes), and I only have to knit it once in this color and I can do something different with the second skein. Huzzah.


Jean Wong’s wonderful diagonal hat. The picture on the pattern itself is… maybe not so good. The pattern itself, however, is GREAT. I’ve knit this one a bunch of times now, and this particular one is going to the Booger to replace the one that she wears almost every day, year round, which is starting to look a bit nappy.


A trio of xmas socks. There should be 5 pairs in this pile, but, alas, the two for the menfolk aren’t done yet. I blame the door frame that took out my wrist for 2 months.
From the top down, we have:


Um… some green socks. Pattern was… um… er… Oh. Right. Mostly this. I remember having issues with the pattern itself, so I used the main stitch pattern and made the rest of it up to suit myself. I also increased the back leg as I went up, incorporating that into the stitch pattern back there (which, of course, doesn’t show in the picture). The yarn is the nice, squooshy “Smooshy” sock yarn from Dream in Color, in a color that I don’t think is available anymore.


Monkey! Yeah, yeah, I know everyone else has already knit these and I’m just slow on the uptake, but they were fun. And easy to drag around, since the pattern is easy to memorize. Yarn is a 1-off from Blue Moon (a “rare gem”, as they’re called).


Also Socks That Rock (I’m pretty sure, it’s what I have the most of in The Craft Pit), and probably another rare gem. Pattern is the original Pod Baby, by Lower Canadia’s most talented designer (who won’t admit that, silly girl).

And, lastly, some handspun, since I have a new wheel and I’ve actually used it. Go me. (And no, Kerry, I am still not BFF with it yet. Getting closer, but not yet)


I *think* this is merino from Blue Moon. I could be completely off my nut on that, though.


This I know is merino. Superfine. From Butternut Woolens, whom I’m sad to see is no longer a dyer, and has apparently had one hell of a shite year. She’s a lovely woman, and her stuff was always some of my favorites at OFFF and Black Sheep.


This is… uh… Some wool. And stuff. I know I got it at OFFF in 2007 and that it came from a booth in the very back corner by the sheep barn next to the booth with the pygora. DAMN that’s helpful now, huh? Right. It’s crazy soft and sproingy, but sadly there isn’t very much of it. All three skeins are destined for the xmas basket o’ goodies for a friend of mine.

I think that mostly covers it. There’s more homework, but I don’t have pictures of that yet and the battery in the camera has fizzled out. So there.



Call the waaaaaaahhhhhhhmbulance


Bifocals.

Need I say more?



Bzzzt! Shiny!


Thanks to Rebecca, I finally have a picture that kind of shows off the sparkle-osity of the Betty Roberts wheel. Woo!

I also have one thoroughly unimpressive skein of yarn spun on it thus far. I need to spend more time with it, and maybe more time with Peggy and Rebecca and it to really get the hang of spinning on this one.

But hey! Sparkles!



Speaking of naked…


Months and months ago we had to go through some absurd sexual harassment prevention course. It was more painful to sit through than any workplace sexual harassment I’ve ever experienced, and became the source of many, MANY office jokes in the months to follow.

In the days that followed, something appeared on my desk. A gift from someone who shall remain nameless for obvious reasons. I’ve had it on my desk ever since, and have been meaning to take a picture of it and post it. I’m a slacker, I know.

So. Enclicken to embiggen, as usual. The picture speaks for itself.

(Mostly) work-safe porn!

(Mostly) work-safe porn!

I love (a select few of) my coworkers!



Apparently the cow licked the back of my head too


Taken last night, at the ferry terminal, immediately after chopping off roughly 13″ of hair (which will, of course, be donated to Locks of Love). My head is tipped down a bit in the picture, so it looks longer than it really is. Ipe! It hasn’t been this short since… um…. the 80’s, i think. My neck is naked, people. NAKED!

And yes, it would appear that there is at least one un-tamable cowlick on the back of my head, to match the two on the front. Damn cows.



It rains here constantly. Really.


Taken from my office building, with my phone, mere minutes ago.

But really? Other than this, it’s all rain. All the time. Don’t move here.



A cupcake you can believe in


Just one more reason to love Trophy.

(The s’mores cupcakes, with the tower of toasted marshmallow frosting, are also painfully divine. Also? They remind me of my grandmother, who was totally down with the 7-minute cooked frosting. It is the best frosting in the whole world. Mmmmm. Frosting.)