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The invasion of zombies has been vanquished with the aid of sunflowers, peashooters and puff-’shrooms.  I swear I thought Wordtwist was a time suck, this is so much worse.  An hour gets lost in a flash. I’ve mastered all the levels I can in the online and trial versions and have pinky-sworn that I’m not buying the paid version.

Now I remember why I deleted all the games that came with my computer.

Although….I understand the paid version has butter throwing corn. And grumpy squash…..hmmm.

No, I’m not buying it.

I mean it. Really.

First FO of 2010

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Ta da! A FO for 2010 already, this might be a record for me since it was cast on and finished in the same month! Knit, blocked and worn. It’s devilishly difficult to photograph, but it’s cheerful and bright.

It’s also pretty amazing because I hated this yarn in the ball. It felt like stringy hard cotton with no stretch. I bought two skeins of it on a whim because I saw it knit up in an attractive narrow scarf. Got it home, tried the scarf, found it boring and put the yarn away for two (three?) years. When I was stash diving recently I decided to give it another go and after many false starts, figured out what I wanted to do with it.

Yarn: Noro Sakura (discontinued) two skeins, 147 yards/40 gram skein. 36% Rayon, 28% Polyester, 18% Nylon, and 11% Silk. I’ve misplaced the ball band, so I’ll add the color family when I find it.

Needles: US 7 Addis

Size: 5 inches wide and 80 inches long

Started: 1/14/2010
Finished: 1/31/2010

Pattern: What pattern. I cast on a bunch of stitches (somewhere between 200 and 300) and did garter stitch the long way. This took advantage of the long color changes in the yarn to produce very subtle stripes. I knit up all of one skein, ending on a purple stripe. On the second skein, I wound off the first half until I got to the purple part again and started knitting out. This gave me a roughly balanced looking scarf with blue-green on both outer edges and purple in the middle.

I could have stopped there, the scarf was long enough to wear but that left me with half a skein of yarn. I decided to wind the leftovers into two balls evenly divided by weight. Then I picked up stitches along each short end and knit down in garter. This added another 8 inches to the length on each end so I can wear this multiple ways; wrapped multiple times, or with the ends through the middle.

Three of the four colors on the ends don’t repeat in the long part of the scarf. And the first skein has a stripe of brown in it that’s not in the second skein. So even though the yarn was from the same dye lot and the same color family, the colors in the two skeins did not completely repeat.

After washing and blocking, the scarf became soft and relaxed and a pleasure to wear. It’s funky and colorful and just the thing for gray winter days. I’ve been using it all week. For someone who doesn’t like to knit scarves, this tickles me no end.

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cleosleeping

Between guarding against zombies and harassing the birds, Cleo is exhausted beyond words. Actually she’s faking it, hiding behind that paw. One eye is barely cracked, keeping an alert out for any treats that might fall on the floor.

Send sunflowers

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Can’t post, the final wave of zombies is nearly at the door.

Must plant more sunflowers.

Tune in tomorrow to see the outcome.

Friday brain chatter

Hey! Go see JessaLu Knits and help her sweetie raise money to benefit their local community. It won’t cost you a penny. All you  have to do is follow the link on her site to a local bank  that is making grants to the non-profit organizations that win the most votes. One vote per person. BONUS: JessaLu is offering a skein of her handspun in a drawing if you leave her a comment before January 31 saying you voted. That’s Sunday, folks, so go do it and then come back. Don’t tell me you can’t think of a thing to do with a skein of handspun yarn.

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My universe shifted the other day. I received the latest Vermont Country Store catalog in the mail and randomly opening it, landed on a page where they’re selling these (WARNING: not work safe). It just seemed weird to find these next to the cast iron kettles, foldable farmer’s purses, flannel nightgowns and Beeman’s gum.

It’s like catching your grandparents doing it.

I wonder if parents are hiding the VCS catalog from their kids?

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From a morning perusing an online database: There are roughly 25,000 employers in our metro area.  Of that, 15,000 or 60%, have 4 or fewer employees.  If you add the next size category, 5 to 9 employees, the total is 19,000 companies. Translated: 76% of potential employers have less than 10 employees.

No wonder everybody says jobs come from small employers. They own the marketplace.

So why do we spend so much time targeting the large well-known employers? Because they’re the low-hanging fruit.  They’re easy to find information on and chances are we know somebody who works there, or by degree of separation, know someone who knows someone.

As for those employers making up the 76%,  I have to believe their pay and benefits are generally less than what you’ll find with the bigger companies. If you start to look at the sales/profits figures based upon company size you can extrapolate that there isn’t a lot of room for raises, decent benefits or promotions within the company. And while 19000 companies seems like a wide-open opportunity for employment, how many of those are just hanging on in this environment and have no intention of hiring in 2010?

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I busted out the spindles again last night, it’s been months since I touched them. I also pulled out all the bits of proto-yarn I made when I was just learning to spin and dumped it all in a basket. My boy cat needs a cushion all his own for the office that I can train him to sleep on instead of  insisting that my lap is the only place to be. Trying to work around him and keep him from falling on the floor leads to really bad ergonomics and I usually end up with achy and strained muscles.  Perhaps if he has his Very Own Cushion, we can reach a compromise.

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Welcome to my brain.

Vera isn’t the only colorful thing catching my eye these days. While cleaning out the knitting baskets last week, I found a skein of handspun that I made last fall and never showed you. This is 4 ounces of Bonkers Fibers, 50/50 merino and tencel, spun into a fingering weight 2-ply. There’s roughly 325 yards here. It’s the first time I’ve spun merino/tencel and really like the combination for silkiness and shine. Not bad for one of my first forays into wheel spinning. I’ve toned done the orange a little so you can see the shots of yellow/gold in it, the perfect antidote for a dull winter morning.Bonkersorange

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I’ve been a sporadic reader of the Spin List on YahooGroups, but started paying more attention lately when the topic turned to finishing yarn.

When I wash my handspun for the first time, I thwack it and then hang it to dry. If the yarn doesn’t want to hang straight, I might opt to “block” it or hang it under tension by attaching  a couple hangers or a half-full water sprayer to it and letting it dry that way.

From the discussion on the List, weighting the yarn might not be the best thing unless you’re going to weave with it. Weighting the yarn won’t set the twist and doesn’t do anything to get rid of excess twist. Once you wash your finished object, the overspun yarn will revert back to it’s overspun-ness and the stitches might bias or the garment warp.

I’m summarizing a great deal and ignoring some valid points both pro and con and I can’t find the part about why weighting yarn that’s intended for weaving is OK, (anyone?) There was even a side comment or two about thwacking not being necessary unless you’re finishing silk, but we won’t go there. Who doesn’t love beating the dickens out of wet yarn so we’re opting to continue to do that in this house.

All if this is said with a great deal of “maybes” and “mights” since as always YMMV depending upon fiber, amount of twist and whether the moon is in the seventh house.

I’ve only knit a few swatches with my handspun so I haven’t had a chance to test it myself. And I’m not sure what yarn I actually weighted, but I’m guessing most of my earlier attempts had tension applied to them since they still corkscrewed like mad even after washing and thwacking.

The solution of course is to get good enough at spinning to recognize a balanced yarn and to be able to produce it consistently. Which all comes with time spent spinning. I’ve tucked the spindles away for right now, but have been feeling the urge to get back to it. Perhaps as soon as this current bout of startitis calms down on the knitting front.

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And just because we started this post with color, let me leave you with Shop by Colors. Click on a dot and get the credit card out.

R.I.P. Vera

Local law enforcement officials are reporting the demise of Vera. Friends of this ingénue describe her as pleasing but very quiet and many had trouble remembering their last conversation. All commented on her remarkable beauty, and the tragedy of being cut down in her blossoming youth.

At this time, no witnesses to the incident have come forward. Any person with knowledge of this crime should call 1-8-C-a-t-s-D-i-d-I-t.

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Sigh. The reality is I should have planted her in a bigger pot and staked the stalk. Three of her 4 flowers are destroyed and she can’t hold her head up anymore. I’ll do surgery on her later today, once I’ve had a cup of coffee.

I don’t think I can blame this one on the cats, although it would be very convenient. After all, what else are cats good for if they can’t take the heat once in a while?

The good news is there’s another flower head about 8 inches tall so there may actually be a Vera II.

Helloooo gorgeous

amayrllis

It continues gray and gloomy around here at least in the weather area. Snow melt has proceeded to the point that we’re left with dirty piles of gray stuff and mud in the garden, as evidenced by the tracks across the carpet made by the boy cat’s feet.

Thanks to the presence of Vera however, the atmosphere in the house is a tiny bit more colorful. She started growing just a week before Christmas and matured at a early age. Despite my best efforts to rotate her pot every day, her stem has taken a decided list to starboard. Or port depending upon where you’re standing.

It’s the first time in ages that I’ve grown an amaryllis bulb and I’ve been making plans to keep the bulb going for next year. Feel free to take bets on whether I do it. Once they get fussy, I typically throw house plants away. No patience, no room and not enough interest to keep them going.

Yes, I’m mean.

I’m taking the opportunity of a little alone time tonight to get some stash-diving done. I have junk spread all over the place and had best get to it before it’s all out of control.

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Gray and white days

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This was yesterday morning around 8 am looking north from our deck. I should be able to see the small pond and other homes where that indistinct patch of white is. Instead it’s pretty much fog and mist, mist and fog. Since socked-in fog doesn’t happen all that often here I’m not tired of it yet, even after 4 days. I like the way the world looks all mysterious.

Give me another couple days.

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I’m trying to figure out how to finish the bottom of a sweater knit top down. It’s the Eris cardigan that I’ve had on the needles for a long time.

I finished this sweater once and ripped it back to the waist shaping because the bottom treatment wasn’t flattering on me. The front cables at the waist line drew attention down there instead of up here and I don’t need a pronounced horizontal line cutting my backside in two. Same thing at the wrists: the heavy treatment was a real turnoff.

So I’m looking for a finish that’s flat and doesn’t draw attention to itself. The only thing I can think to do is a hem since ribbing doesn’t seem to fit with the rest of the design. Ditto seed stitch.  I’ve looked at the finished projects on Ravelry and didn’t find any inspiration. I can peruse some books, but I thought I’d put it out there to see if you all have any ideas.

The sweater is ready for finishing; the sleeves just need a few last inches of knitting before bind off and the body is done except for the bottom. The yarn is a beautiful red from Mountain Colors and I’d love to get some wear from it yet this winter if I can just end it. Any help?

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1/16/2010 – Cookie Day

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Go wish our Cookie a happy 40th!

A few of her friends are helping her celebrate by posting this loving tribute of what we think she looks like since she won’t post a pic….

Somehow I didn’t expect the red top knot.

It’s the little things

Well.

That was fun.

Not.

The last 24 hours were a bit of a disaster. Not on a scale of the disaster in Haiti and in comparison it’s not worth whining about, but when all the little crappy things pile one on top of the other before you can catch your breath, the worse a personal disaster it seems.

I discovered my white lace scarf has coffee stains on it which didn’t come out in the wash. This was my first lace project so I’m P.O…  I’ll soak it again this weekend and hope I see some improvement.

I can’t get my USB speakers to work with my laptop and have been fiddling with them for a month. The ports are OK because everything else I plug in works. These are supposed to be plug and play so no software or driver updates to download. I fooled with settings yesterday and ended up at one point with no sound at all. I wanted to take a baseball bat to the whole thing. So frustrating. Since the speakers are getting power (light’s on), I can only conclude they’re not functioning and should be replaced. How do speakers go bad?

Midday, I heard water dripping fast from a part of the house where there shouldn’t be water.  We discovered water pouring out of the heat vent in the downstairs ceiling. The ice backed up on the roof around the chimney so melting snow was finding its way down the walls instead of down the eaves. An afternoon shoveling snow off the roof from a ladder, along with much warmer temps seems to have fixed that problem. Now to repaint the ceiling and replace the flashing in the spring.

The icing on the cake: I backed into the trailer hitch of a black SUV in the parking lot at Panera’s last night and put a nice round hole in my bumper. Like the period at the end of a particularly crappy day. There was some discussion about who pulled out of their parking spot first,  but it’s a she said/she said situation. The repair bill is big enough to make me wince. The SUV was undamaged of course. I haven’t reported it to the insurance company yet but will tomorrow.

To finish the 24-hour cycle I got flu shots in both arms this morning.  My arms huuurrttt.

It’s the little things.

And now I’m done whining and I can now focus on more important things. Like just about anything else.  (Oh, and by the way, Rush Limbaugh is an idiot. But you knew that.)

Iz u there?

teddy

Teddy is a feral tom I’ve been feeding for almost a year.  He’s fearsome with his golden eyes and coal black fur. I don’t know where he sleeps, although I know he found a temporary burrow under part of the house that’s nearest the dryer vent and I’ve created some shelter for him in another area. He appears to be surviving OK so I’m guessing he has a way to get in out of the cold.

He shows up to be fed in all kinds of weather, including this week’s bone-chilling temps and 2 feet of snow.  I know he’s getting fat on what I’m feeding him, so once the warmer weather returns, I’ll put him on a diet. Right now, I feed all he’ll eat.

Even after a year, he won’t let me near him.  He maintains a cold war detente with our cats, with Cleo occasionally showing a little too much sympathy for the enemy. I realize the situation isn’t the best for anybody. I’m knowingly exposing the cats to any diseases he might carry and he and Gus had more than one skirmish before the pecking order was resolved.  Gus lost. What would you expect from a pampered momma’s boy?

I tried trapping Teddy this fall so he could visit our friendly neighborhood vet for testing and a little snip and clip. He somehow managed to eat the food without springing the trap more than once. After three weeks the local shelter wanted their trap back so I’ll try again in the spring and assuming he’s healthy (which I have my doubts about), I’ll continue to feed the ungrateful little bastard.

For now, I watch for Teddy, looking to see he’s doing OK. I put his food on a scrap of rug on the deck so he can get off the cold wet wood while he eats. And I turn on the weather channel to see how many more days before the temperatures are above freezing and he’s in less danger.

Soon now.

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