Easily Influenced

I'm finding that on these incredibly awesome cold medicines, I am highly susceptible to the power of suggestion. I'm also very willing to do things for my friends.

Please, dearest friends, don't start asking for yarn. I have things I need it all for and can't give it away.

Anyways. Sitting here working on the draft for my knit thing and Caitzilla asked to see pictures of the Scotty hat.

So I'm going to break my own rule and post pictures that include my own head. Shocking.

Funny... The hat actually looks better now that it's had time to sit. Very strange. I may not rip it back at all.

And because someone will comment: the mess on the couch is my attempt to organize my stash, and the box on the background is sitting on my mini-fridge because I've been trying to clean. Bronchitis makes it harder than it should be.

Also for your viewing pleasure: the crocheted slouchy hat I've dubbed "Purple Thing".

Much cuter on me when my hair isn't mussed.

And a blast from the past: the "Pink Thing" cowl I crocheted out of.... yes it was Christmas yarn.

No, no picture of it on me, because orange and pink, at least that very serious pink, and the pumpkin orange I'm wearing would clash horribly, and I'm too... er... what was the word I wanted... too out of it to change.

So, back to working on this:

Because it's technically only halfway done, and it's super simple for my addled brain to concentrate on. This picture was actually taken with a flash, so the colours are... well they're actually a little bit washed out, to be honest. Much richer in person. I'm loving it so much and can't wait to knit another one. Which is an odd thing to say about k1p1 ribbing, but there you have it. I'm entertained by the pretty colours.

So there you go, Caitzilla, your request has been fulfilled. Here's hoping I made sense. Back to movies and knitting and trying to ignore the odd taste in my mouth from the antibiotics.

She's Down for the Count Folks!

Bronchitis. Official. Have stuff. Taking it. Going to knit easy stuff. Sleep. Watch movies or something. Should get some pictures of stuff taken.

Maybe later, when I have more brains in.

--Update--

Blech. Antibiotics side effect: change in taste. My mouth feels like I've been chewing on kitty litter. Or... what's that stuff... Like I've had a flouride treatment. That icky dentist tray that always gets filled with icky powdery feeling paste.

Thinking I deserve some homemade mac and cheese for this.

Almost Normal

Whatever plague I caught is almost gone. Just dealing with the leftovers. And yes, I am very well aware that it's 2 in the morning where I'm at. There was a scary noise that woke me up and I can't identify the cause so I'm very very awake at this point. Had it been a certain blue box, or a vampire, or a lycanthrope of some flavour, I would be off enjoying my new life. It wasn't any of those, so I'm decidedly "freaked the frak out" as those crazy kids are wont to say (or something, it's too early and too late, at the same time, to try to make much more sense than I am making right now).

I finished the Scotty hat and... I don't like it. It's the acrylic, I know it is. As much as I like the fact that I can wear that hat, it doesn't drape properly because of the yarn. I could, and probably should, wash it a few times to soften it and get it so that it'll do its thing properly, but I almost can't be bothered. I'm tempted to just rip the whole thing, seams and all, and figure out something else to do with that swack of blue. Not sure yet. Don't want to do anything hasty, you know.

Been working on the Noro scarf still. The colour changes are getting more intriguing. I don't think they're for me, but I like them nonetheless. I'm planning out the next one I'm going to make already. Starting to wonder if I'm mad, but I know any other process knitter... heck any other knitter knows what I'm going through. "This thing was so much fun and so beautiful and easy that I must make more!" It's like socks. (Speaking of, I have lots more socks to cast on... blimey).

Spindle has been fully painted. It was varnished last night, and should get shafted in the next couple days. Then a test spin by the artisan, and it will be winging its way out to me. Then I get to pick out and purchase my first fluffy stuff! Exciting! I am going to learn to be tri-craftual! Even though technically I'm try-craftual already: I'll try any craft at least once.

What do I have already? Cross stitch, sewing, beading, small box loom weaving, friendship bracelets, crochet, knitting... now spinning. Amazing. The last three seem to have been able to hold my interest the longest. Here's hoping for a long and glorious future of creating!

Still Zombiefied

The garter stitch is done, now I'm fighting the seams: garter stitch to bind off edge. Unfortunately I got one seam done yesterday, and then had all kinds of craziness happen with the illness. I'm... not sure what went on... Still woozy. I missed all of today. I remember waking up a couple times, only enough to take more of the green goo...

Everything is still fuzzy. I'm going to get soup. And something to drink.... probably coffee or something. I can't think properly.

Zombiefied

So I got sent home for being plague ridden today. Very sick. Partying with the green fairy that is the deliciousness that is NyQuil. Left me kinda woogy (yes that's a technical term). I'm being entertained by garter stitch....

Garter stitch.

Rows and rows and rows of knit.

And I'm delighted by it. Must be the short rows.

And the green goo.

MMMMMMM goo.

So yeah, almost done Scotty's Hat, the pattern someone linked to me on Ravelry, and using up the Demon Sweater leftovers. But there's so much left....

I'm going back to being woogy and knitting endless garter stitch.... for the next, um... hang on..... 9 rows. Sorry, had to count.

One Hundred!

Break out the champagne and mourning wear! Woo one hundred posts! Yay I did it! I'm keeping up with my blog and getting the knitting stuff out there so I don't drive the rest of the human race that comes into contact with me absolutely bonkers with my obsession/compulsion! Hooray!

Why the mourning? Because I just added up everything I spent this month on yarn and fibrey things. I am WAY off course and have to go on a yarn diet. For the sake of my budget, my ability to eat, and my ability to get to work. I have to stop. Time to make do with what I have, and finish a whole bunch of things I have started. Time to be good, and responsible, and do what's necessary before what's fun.

They can pry my yarn club out of my cold dead fingers though. There is no way in any definition of anything that I'm giving that up now. You hear me Christa? I love your work so much I'm willing to give up all kinds of necessities for you.

Doesn't help that my only utility bill is getting way out of whack because the pricing is some serious bullmalarky. I'll get that sorted though.

Started making a hat similar to the one Scotty wore in the newest Star Trek movie. Promised myself I wasn't going to cast it on, but there it is. Nice soothing garter stitch with the occasional interesting short row thrown in. It's going to be massive, and it's going to chew nicely through that whack of blue acrylic I have hanging around.

Finished another Christmas present for Step-mum, but it's going out to her early for sizing purposes. I have to know if what I did fits right to make sure the other two are also perfect. Shoot, if I need to cast something on, I should be casting those on. I'm a doofus! **checks time** I'll do it in the morning. When there's light.

Ripped and re-started Dad's Christmas present again. This is the 5th incarnation.... no, I tell a lie, it's the 6th. Dad, please stop being so hard to knit for. I'm kidding, of course. I just have to pick patterns I like the first time. This one is turning out lovely; subtle, masculine, goes with anything. It's going to be soft and squooshy and warm. And not wool. That's very important.

Note to self: If you finish things,you'll get the cables back from them and then can move on to other projects that need to be on longer straights but not psychotically long ones (what was I thinking getting 40" cables for my KnitPicks interchangables?)

So anyways. It's official. One Hundred Posts and a yarn diet....

One that will start right after I've gotten the stuff for the swap...

Boy is it a good thing that I don't have a credit card.

Sweet Mother of Pearl

Oh my good gods. I have been so very very remiss in keeping myself healthy. Especially my upper body. I feel better now that I've been to the gym a second time, but holy monkies ow.

Dear Triceps:

No, I don't hate you. Really. No, seriously, I don't. This is for your own good. It builds character. It hurts me more than it hurts you. I still love you, I promise.

Now stop hurting.

Love,
Me

Had a nice lady at the gym take time away from her busy schedule to quickly walk me through the machines and my goals and appropriate weight levels. I think I underestimated my abilities on some of them. No I don't want to injure myself, but the last three reps (out of twelve) should be a push.... and on too many machines they weren't. Especially the leg lifty things. No, I don't remember the name, but 90 is too light. I have to go up one bar weight level. Thingie. No, I don't know what it's actually called. (I probably do, but I can't think of it right now, and I'm imagining my Dad reading this and doing that "oh dear lord" face/sigh thing he does... it makes me laugh).

Anywho!

On track for being more awesome and healthy. Three months I want to see some results, and then I get to stick with it, to infinity and beyond!

Cast on a new project last night. I know I shouldn't have but it was too tempting. I'm bad and should finish stuff. More on knitting later.