Jayne, oh Jayne!

Jayne Hats And More

Socks hate me, really, they do....

On Sunday I posted a picture of the cute little Monkey sock I'm knitting out of Lorna's Laces in the Cool colorway. I was a proud sock knitter. So what happens Sunday night? I fall asleep with the socks on my bed and proceed to f*ck them up beyond any hope of salvation. So I frogged - one repeat away from turning the heel. Yep, socks hate me.

Tomorrow is the end of an era in San Francisco and it makes me sad. Barry Bonds won't be returning to the city as a Giant in 2008. Baseball will go on but it won't be the same. I grew up watching the heroics of his father and his godfather and unless his son gets drafted soon, they won't be much to watch at 2nd & King next year. I did go to quite a few games this year, including two Dodger games and got to see a few home runs in person (and got the pins to prove it).

I'm not sure what it is about the game of baseball that grabs your soul and never, ever lets go but I'm a victim and I consider myself blessed to have been able to watch the most powerful, graceful, entertaining hitter to ever play the game. (and I hope those two bastards at the chronicle choke on their illegally gotten grand jury transcripts).

In honor of Mr. Bonds last game at AT&T park, I leave you with this pic, from the year the park opened (I think).

It's my daughter and a bunch of her classmates on a field trip I chaparoned to a Giants game - all those cute little girls are high school Seniors now. Time marches on - no matter how much we want things to stay the same.

And this is her this year - mugging as usual - at a Dodger game - where she discovered if you heckle Dodger fans and they react too strongly - security will kindly escort the obviously misguided fan out of the park. :)

Progress Report!

To steal a line from the gods & goddesses at Ravelry - where my stitches at?

I've been knitting away this weekend (including 3 hours Friday night/Saturday morning making a Jayne hat). The T-twist tee is moving slow but it's moving - I think I had to cast on something like 220 stitches and I've knit maybe 40 rows - that's almost 9000 stitches. In comparison, a complete Jayne hat, with ear flaps, takes less than 3000 stitches. Now I remember why I took to those damn hats, they're quick and easy. The first Monkey sock on the left isn't even at the heel yet and I've knit more than 3000 stitches. (not like I'm counting or anything)

The allergy demons have decided to visit me this weekend - and I do thank them for visiting during the rainy weekend, rather than durning the work week. The thing about these demons is that you don't really know they've arrived until they've unpacked and ordered room service - far too late to take any preventative measures. I so enjoy grocery shopping with allergy exhaust running out of my nose (but it does make me shop quicker and not buy stupid shit!)

The absolute best part of this highly productive yet snotty weekend happened at 10:05 this morning. That's when the ticket master demons decided they liked me and I was able to purchase tickets for this. I've been a fan since the first album and although I think what they did to Michael Anthony was very shitty, and even though the ticket prices are disgustging, they're still my favorite band of all time. I prefer the Sammy years - but there was no way in hell I was going to miss seeing Eddie play again - no way. So December 22nd, me, my son and my sister, expect to kick off Christmas week with a bang :)

Socks!

Or sock to be more exact. After frogging the Jaywalkers because they were puckering, I cast on some Lorna's Laces in the Cool colorwar for these Monkey socks. So far, me like. Easy pattern, well written and they knit up fairly quickly.

Babies Make The Cutest Yodas

Isn't this the cutest thing you've ever seen? Doesn't it make you want to know a small child with Star Wars receptive parents just so you can crochet this?

Update on my knitting related experience with my mammogram -- got a postcard from my friends at Kaiser that says "Congratualtions, You don't have boob cancer!"

In real knitting news, I F I N A L L Y made it to the post office to send off the latest piece of Scarf Circle III, my aunt's Booja birthday bay & a Jayne hat destined for Canada.

I spend a good chunk of tv time last night working on the Jaywalkers - I've made them shorter but I'm afraid I may run out of yarn. I'm going to be able to finish the first sock durning Emmy /Big Brother 8 knitting time tonight. I'm actually not too depressed about frogging this sock since there are some minor issues that I noticed too far in to fix easily so I just forged ahead. Just a couple of twisted stitches that NO ONE would see cept me. I'm excited to finish the pair and actually wear them as my other "first" pair of socks got adopted out to my daughters best friend. Maybe I won't leave the house today - it's very gloomy looking outside - and just knit all freaking day :)

Knit Wars!

http://www.chorewars.com/character.php?name=yarncandie
ChoreWars - so freaking addictive!
I've signed up for sock wars as well http://yarnivation.blogspot.com/
Gonna be a busy busy fall!

FOFOFOFOFOFOFO!

Some finished objects and a WIP -

Mrs. Caster

Here's a really bad pick of my lasted FO - it's all lined and purty but my camera phone sucks. Tomorrow I'll have real pics - of several FO's. Three day weekends rock!


Over on the Lime n Violet message boards - Miss V suggested, in honor of Labor Day (ok - she confused it with Memorial Day but it's still great idea) we members knitters and projects we'd loved. So below is what I posted on the LnV Message Boards of Doom!



I've actually told this story on the boards before - almost 40 years ago, my 5th grade teacher Mrs. Caster taught our entire class to knit. I can still hear the click click click of her knitting needles in class - always knitting a sweater - and usually with a skein of red acrylic. She taught us to knit squares to make afghans for the pagan babies in Alaska. No catholic school child could refuse any request involving pagan babies. So we knit squares and I really enjoyed it. I was dying to learn to sew (my grandmother was a quilting genius) but everyone deemed me too young at age 10 to use the sewing machine so I think knitting satisfied the crafty urge in me. As my classmates knit squares, I asked Mrs. Caster for something more challenging - she handed me some purple yarn and told me to cast on a number of stitches and come back when I'd knit a specific number of rows. That process went on for a couple of weeks - and along the way I learned to purl, decrease, increase, etc. By the end of the month I had a purple and pink stuffed alligator with a red felt tongue - every stitch knit by me - I still have that sucker somewhere in my basement. Aside from knitting - the other thing I remember (and totally love about) Mrs. Caster - is the fact that she kept a stash of booze in her cabinet in the teachers lounge. When she wasn't knitting in class, she was drinking coffee, little did we know it was her own special blend!!! So tomorrow, in memory of my favorite knitter and teacher, I'll have to hoist an adult beverage in her honor!