Kiss My Knits!

Yet another friend is having a baby. This friend was a bridesmaid in my wedding, so whatever I make for her, it HAS to be right. So far I started this, which, making the 12 month size, was way too big. (That’s from the Haiku pattern in Knitty, by the way, and is just too cute for words.) I’m not going to frog it, but will finish it as other projects allow. I’m already halfway around the body and it’s a perfectly good project.

Then I decided to make some felted booties, and thought that I’d do them from a nice high-end yarn. I picked Naturwolle, which is handspun by a woman in Black Forest in Germany. Nice stuff, which it ought to be for the price. We even have a brand new yarn store in town that carries it, and other super-ritzy mildly overpriced yarns, so I picked some up. Unfortunately, the store’s lighting isn’t that hot, and apparently my EYES aren’t that hot either, and I didn’t realize just how much of this wasn’t pink. Morever, I didn’t perceive the green at all until I had knit it up.

I knitted up these booties and then felted them down into these. That shiny thing is a quarter for scale. Now, these are pretty cute little moccasins, and I think every baby needs a pair of earthy little shoes to lounge around in, but whatever I make for my friend has to be pink. This was made known in no uncertain terms. Pink. These aren’t quite what they’re looking for, I feel sure.

So now I get to drop back and do something else. This time, I’m just lettin’ go of all the fanciness and making a nice hat and bootie set in “Victorian Pink” Lamb’s Pride Bulky. It’s about $6.50 a skein as opposed to $22 for the Naturwolle. I figure I can do little felted flowers on the front of the booties and it’ll be a nice touch.

The baby shower is Sunday. Wish me luck.

If you’re going to e-mail me, or ESPECIALLY if you’re going to IM me, let me know WHO YOU ARE! If you’re going to launch into small talk and your screen name is LuvMe4Evah or something, yeah, I’m probably not going to respond. And if I do, my immediate first question will be “who is this?” Please don’t be offended. I’ve got a lot of couples, and if your screen name bears little resemblance to your in-game name, I won’t know who the heck you are.

Also, if you liked spamusement, try this one: http://disturbingauctions.com/

If you’re going to e-mail me, or ESPECIALLY if you’re going to IM me, let me know WHO YOU ARE! If you’re going to launch into small talk and your screen name is LuvMe4Evah or something, yeah, I’m probably not going to respond. And if I do, my immediate first question will be “who is this?” Please don’t be offended. I’ve got a lot of couples, and if your screen name bears little resemblance to your in-game name, I won’t know who the heck you are.

Also, if you liked spamusement, try this one: http://disturbingauctions.com/

Okay, this made me laugh.

http://www.spamusement.com/

Okay, this made me laugh.

http://www.spamusement.com/

…probably because I am.

There is a webcam that points to a part of our house, so that our relatives can peek in and maybe catch a glimpse of our daughter working on one of our computers. Okay, she’s not working, she’s playing the Sims. Oh, all right, she’s not playing the Sims, she’s sitting next to or on my husband or I and telling us to make them throw parties and go swimming all the time. It’s not all the Sims, she could be telling us to build more “swimming dinosaur” enclosures in Zoo Tycoon.

But something weird’s been going on with this webcam lately. Hits are way up. I mean, waaaaay up. Like, someone will keep the java live feed open for hours and hours, even when we’re not sitting at the computer. And the hits aren’t from our relatives, they’re from places like Norway and Japan and Peru.

WTF?

We figure we must have gotten listed somewhere, but we can’t figure out where. Nor can we figure out why some guy in Norway would want to look at us playing the Sims over and over and over again. I guess it’s kind of hypnotic, but still.

Strangers are staring at us. I’m officially creeped out.

…probably because I am.

There is a webcam that points to a part of our house, so that our relatives can peek in and maybe catch a glimpse of our daughter working on one of our computers. Okay, she’s not working, she’s playing the Sims. Oh, all right, she’s not playing the Sims, she’s sitting next to or on my husband or I and telling us to make them throw parties and go swimming all the time. It’s not all the Sims, she could be telling us to build more “swimming dinosaur” enclosures in Zoo Tycoon.

But something weird’s been going on with this webcam lately. Hits are way up. I mean, waaaaay up. Like, someone will keep the java live feed open for hours and hours, even when we’re not sitting at the computer. And the hits aren’t from our relatives, they’re from places like Norway and Japan and Peru.

WTF?

We figure we must have gotten listed somewhere, but we can’t figure out where. Nor can we figure out why some guy in Norway would want to look at us playing the Sims over and over and over again. I guess it’s kind of hypnotic, but still.

Strangers are staring at us. I’m officially creeped out.

Summer colds suck.

(Dragging myself back to bed now.)

Summer colds suck.

(Dragging myself back to bed now.)