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New home of My Best Friend's a Dork
He should have come with a warning label....
The Boy, bless his heart, on top of the clerestory windows (or rather where they will be). Yeah, I almost had a heart attack when I realized that was where he was. For perspective... The metal ladder is 6 feet and the wooden ladder right up there by him... 8 feet. And I know from experience that there really is no floor until the cement one when you're up in that neck of the woods (coincidently that's how we found out that yours truly is afraid of heights).
This is what one (or rather two) look like when working out in very nearly 100 degree weather (that's actual temp not heat index)..
Yeah I'm wearing part of a bathing suit... It was hot... Don't look to closely.
But in all honesty look how happy the Boy looks. : ) Crazy Bastard. ;)
Very little knitting has been done as of late but there has been SOME... I'm knitting some very basic washclothes in an attempt to get back into the swing of it (and to prove to myself I can do more than swing a hammer).
And since everyone else is showing us their sky I thought I would show you mine.
The Boy's friend, Cam, (also known as my saving grace... he helps at the Lodge... I love him) took pictures of the coming cold(ish) front.
We've all survived a wonderful weekend of houseguests, scroching temps and a birthday party for a soon to be 5 year old. (Five years old already. It seems impossible.)
Despite the crushing heat, Jess' birthday party was a success. We are now knee deep in Playmobil around here.
Now Jess' actual birthday is a little more than a week away, but she had the unfortunate fate of being born the week in between our two family reunions, so we always celebrate early.
Despite the weekend's festivities, there has been some knitting. (even a trip to the yarn shop.)
Behold my new sock yarn.
My LYS had just gotten Fibertrends FELTED SQUIRREL PATTERN. So I snatched that up, along with the new IK.
Yesterday, I dropped Jess off to spend some time with her Auntie, swung by Jennifer's to pick her up and then we made our way to My Sister's Knits.
I have to say that the shop does a lot with it's very limited space.
We got there early, perused the shop made a couple of purchases, and then headed up to Ridge Park to wait for the Harlot speech. We were less than enthused to be in 90 degree heat, with no beverage options in sight. (Well, the park did have vending machines, but they were all broken. What a tease.)
Stephanie was witty, and funny and wonderful, as she always is. Afterwards, Jennifer found Katy and we walked back to the yarn shop, where Stephanie signed books.
The wait in line was pleasant, although we were SO THIRSTY. As we waited, we heard rumors of a water cooler in the back of the shop, and spotted it, right after it broke. d'oh!
Anyway, I saw Stephanie, got our books signed, petted the fleece artist sock, and gave Steph a chicken. It was a lot of fun.
Hmm...seems I have no pictures of my purchases. I bought some sock yarn and some alpaca laceweight. (Made in good ole' Indiana.)
As you all may or may not have noticed, I collect laceweight. I haven't made but one item that has called for laceweight, but I keep buying it. This time I think I bought it in anticipation of Jess' return to school and my three hour break during the day.
My guest room/craft room/etc. (I can't believe I'm actually showing you all this mess.) It needs some serious help.
Saturday I will be having guests stay here. (Yikes!) This week will be a "stuff and go" kind if clean up. But it seriously needs help.
Last night I couldn't sleep so I finished up some headbands for my SILS and made this little eyeglass case for my Ma.
I'm in a serious knitting slump. My WIPs right now are two blankets and 3 or 4 pairs of socks. I don't even want to look at them anymore.
Maybe I'll be reinspired when I see the Yarn Harlot on Monday.
Yeah I've got nothin'.
I've decided that me and my life are just too boring to throw at y'all. I promise I'm not being self deprecating I really think I'm just that boring.
Yesterday the Boy (who is 4 years my junior no less) said something to the effect of when did we get too old to go out and have a good time? My response was something to the effect of when we started building the Lodge perhaps? I have a very un-Carma like urge to put on some "skanky clothes" (ok in the grand scheme of things my view of skanky is probably a little skewed.. but I have a surprisingly large amount of clothes that I think fit in that category... That I NEVER wear) and go DANCING... Like BinWillies, holy crap what happened to Carma.. DANCING. Yeah, Erin close your mouth and probably pick yourself off the floor now.
I assure you this is not generally something I am about. Not that saying going out and shaking ones groove thing is a bad thing I'm just not so much a fan of my particular "thing" that I don't really like shaking it for an "audience" (IE anywhere outside of my empty apartment).
My new boss has informed me on more than one occasion that I could use a boost in the self esteem department... Anyone know where I can get self esteem in a bottle? Or perhaps a can? : )
ANYWAY, it's been hot here. Which means working on the Lodge for more than 3 hours at the arse crack of the day is enough to tire me out for the next, um, week? The construction isn't going as quickly as the Boy would like but we are getting there.... Tonight and this weekend we are working towards a point where we can put the joists for the "shed" roof up (this will be the roof over the loft) so we are getting ever closer to a roof. We even bought shingles last weekend at my home away from home, Menards.
Oh yeah and the heat and the working on the Lodge not real conducive to knitting. I know I suck. Erin, send me some knitting (& general crafty) mojo please. : )
I hope you all aren't melting where you are. : )
We hung out with Jennifer and Zander today. Jessica renamed the park "Texiloy". I have no idea, but the kid gets marks for originality.
Jennifer scored some Ravenclaw Yarn from Sunshine Yarns for me.
Jessica's honeybee socks.
See how far I am?
Last night I had both socks down to the heel turn and I though I would do another fitting before the gussets. They didn't fit. I couldn't even get them past her ankle. They fit two weeks ago. I was crest fallen. I frogged them both and started over.
I found a new way to use my vintage buttons.
On the sewing front, I have more chickens, and a couple of bigger projects in the works, along with a few more aprons to finish up.
My main concern right now is my inhereited Pfaff 360. I have no info or accessories for it. They are all probably still at Ida's somewhere, but I'm not about to drive 5 hours just to find out. So, I've been searching for these things via goggle. I have a couple leads, Pfaff is sending me a photocopy of the manual. The only other info I have is that my Pfaff was made in Germany sometime between 1960 and 1969, and parts are "limited".
I'm also once again considering where we should move our little blog to. I need something that allows multiple/guest bloggers. Typepad has my attention, but I'm not sure I want to fork over the $$. I'm just going to have to think on it.
I'm also thinking about what to do with our guest room/craft room/old computer graveyard. I've been inspired by Dan, and his room makeover, so expect some pictures soon.
It has come to my attention that I have not posted a picture of Animal in a while, so here you go.
He currently is holding the ENTIRE contents of his food dish in his mouth.
Sunday, we spent the afternoon hanging out with Jennifer and her peeps. (She has some great pictures of the kids in the pool.)
Today we broke and turned on our AC. Jess and I attended a funeral today, and by the time we got home we were so hot and wiped out that we both agreed the AC was a good thing.
Before we came home though, we stopped by the toy store, and Jess spent some early birthday gift money to add to her playmobile collection.
Knitting? sewing? Yes, there has been a little of both, but no pictures as of yet.