Showing posts with label hat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hat. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Cunning hats.

Remember those Jayne hats I mentioned? Well, here they are minus pompoms.
They'd be more cunning if they had pompoms.
Should I ever decide to make a Jayne hat for myself this is absolutely the yarn I’m going to use for it.  (Lamb's Pride bulky in Autumn Harvest, Sunburst Gold and Rust.) It’s a perfect match, and it feels so much better than the acrylic* I used to make DH’s hat. Here’s a picture of his for comparison.
I'd make mine with a bigger pompom.
I made his in October of 2008. I really should get around to making one for myself.

If you are wondering what I'm talking about, check out this Firefly clip. And then go and watch the rest of the series. You're welcome.

That’s all I’ve got for you today. I’ve joined pinterest, and it’s proceeded to eat my brain.

*As long as you aren’t allergic to wool.

Next time: Getting back to my wheel, if my shoulder will allow.

Monday, October 24, 2011

Back at the wheel

This past week my ankle has been feeling better so I've been spinning a bit more. I've taken the blue Corriedale from this:
 to this:

I've misplaced my wraps per inch tool, but I'd say that it's approximately 236 yards of worsted weight/bulky yarn. And that's more than enough for a hat. I think that's what this yarn has decided it wants to be. It's squishy, but not as soft as I would want for a scarf.

I've been knitting like my friend's baby is due any minute, but I've got a couple of months. So I think I may turn my focus more to spinning. All the new fiber I've collected is calling me. Also I'm really looking forward to spinning the purple and silver merino that I got at the same time as the Corriedale. I think that if I start now I can get a little spinning in before we need to go to yoga.

Tonight is the last night in partner yoga and I'm really looking forward to it. I'll miss going on Monday evenings, but that does leave more time for spinning.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Galveston

Friday evening we drove to Galveston to visit youngest SIL (YSIL) who is going to nursing school there. DH drove, so I could finish the hat I’d started for little Z.
 I’m sorry it is such a poor picture; I was tired when I took it.

Saturday we went to Houston for little Z’s 1st birthday party. Little Z did not like the hat. I don’t blame her – I made the toddler size instead of the newborn – it was huge on her. Her older sister, little S, claimed it instead, and did not want to take it off. I will admit I got a kick out of how much she liked it. I’ll make another, perhaps a bit bigger for little S to grow into so that little Z can wear hers when she gets big enough. I need to figure out what to make for the nephew’s birthday. If I could find something fairly fast (the party is in two weeks) and is cowboy related that would be perfect.

After the party, Youngest SIL, Eldest SIL, MIL and I went for pedicures. It was the belated Mother’s Day gift from ESIL. I got a little flower, with a jewel, on both big toes. Yes, it is a silly little thing, but it makes me happy every time I see it.

Since Ike there is very little choice on where you can buy groceries in Galveston, so we hit up Walmart for some milk and silly souvenirs. I found Peaches and Cream yarn there (so that’s where you buy it!) and bought way too much of it. And some size 8 circular needles for YSIL. We stayed up late and hung out, and I taught her how to do the knit stitch. I’m not sure how much stuck, it was very late and we were watching a movie. But I left her my size 11 bamboo circular needles (I’m never going to use them), and a ball of yellow Peaches and Cream. And the hope that she might eventually make a washcloth. I’ll teach her the purl stitch next time we go.

Sunday we had a late start. My fault. I did NOT want to get out of bed. In fact, I could only be coaxed out with the promise of more candy than any one person should have. We visited La King’s Confectionery; I’d always thought was called The Candy Factory. I have very fond memories of being spoiled rotten there as a child. I got one of everything; ok not quite, but it was a nostalgic romp and I even got a lemon custard ice-cream milkshake. Continuing on the shopping spree we stopped by Tola “Mo’ Bettah Market” and I bought the biggest sunhat in all of Christendom. It’s huge! But you can roll it up small and it easily pops back into shape. I will never have to put sunscreen on my shoulders again. Bliss!

We went back to YSIL’s place and changed shoes to go down to the beach and get our feet wet. I wore my hat and REI quickdry clothes and was neither sunburned nor covered in greasy, smelly sunscreen. I’ve decided that I don’t actually hate the beach, just swimming suits. Why am I surprised?