Have a look at it. Really, its the best ad I've ever seen. If Ned Lamont (running against Leiberman in the Connecticut Democratic Primary in August) pulls it off, and I believe he will, this ad will go down in history as the best ever.
Possibly the world's worst pictures. However, I remembered to take pictures, as I was wrapping them for Olyvia.. 8PM, dining room light on.. not the best as you can tell. I found matching shoes at the dollar store of all places, and used stash yarn. Can you say cheap Auntie Carla? On the left is Katja knit in Gedifra Korfu that I picked up at Big Lots (yarn! at BigLots!), while we still lived in Cortland. I'll make another at some point, but with lessons I learned making this one in the round. Really, you'd think something as simple as converting flat to round would be easy for me.. right? And on the right is the the LTK Apron Top knit in Bernat Cotton Tots (Very Berry colorway) By the way, I've never been able to find this yarn in the Lime Berry or Jelly Belly colorways. Got some in your stash? Please share and help a sistah out, will ya? Next up.. work on my Flower Basket Shawl, and the pair of Broadripple socks I started this past weekend for my sister in law Nichole. I'm also feeling some Rogue urgings. I may try to finish at least one of the sleeves while I have the itch.
Right in the middle between Richard's mom's arrival, and our emergency departure to Pennsylvania, this lovely package arrived from my Secret Pal. Thank you so much SP! Everything about it is lovely! And you had to be reading my mind about the Nifty Nets! I had been thinking of hunting some down to place over my wheel's bobbins as I plied (to prevent my bobbins spinning madly in every which way) I'm temped to cast on some socks right away with this Trekking, but I'm determined to wrap up a few projects on the needles before I start something new. Thanks again SP! As for those items on the needles I mentioned. I finished up Katja @ Knitty.com for Olyvia's birthday. Big applause for finishing it in less than 24 hours, but some major jeers for me not reading through thoroughly and making notes about adjusting it for working in the round. Its cute for sure, but it has some issues. Pictures will be shared once I get it blocked this evening. So in light of the Katja mishaps, I casted on a LTK Apron Top (scroll down) I started last night while watching TV, and I'm actually nearly done. Can you believe that? Carla...finishing TWO objects (albeit small ones) in less than a week? Write this down folks. And if I have time left before the weekend, I may cast on one of the Twins tops @ Knitty.com for my sister Tracy (Olyvia turns ONE today.. Tracy turns umm.. NOT 29 anymore, tomorrow) And in the I wasn't going to blog about this file, a little story. For the past few years, myself and my sisters Tracy and Jill have planned, repeatedly to go together to get matching tattoos. Something always interfered with the plans, most notably, my insistence on never getting another tattoo. Well, last week after Virg's funeral, my brother Dennis made arrangements with a local tat artist to replicate Virg's arm band for he, my brother Jay, and Virg's best friend, Danny. In that same discussion, Betty, the artist offered to do whomever of us wanted one as well. I resisted.. heavily. But I caved at the urging of my sister. In the end we did not get matching tattoos. We each got one more personal to us. But we did get something that matches, Virgil's initials. Its a hoot huh? (Really, Richard is ok with this) Somewhere out there, where ever Virg is... I know he is laughing his ass off (and blushing madly), that his wife and her two sisters are forever branded with his initials. Heres to you bruddah. I miss you!
I'm still feeling rather blah today, and lack the energy to do much of anything. Alas, I present lazy picture taking. But its the best anyone is going to get today. I just don't feel like futzing with the wonky camera from hell.
Gazebo lace, adapted from Nikky Epstein's Knitted Embelishments for use in the round. If I go forward with patterning this for sale, I'll use a different lace for a variety of reasons. I am happy with how it turned out though, I just think a different lace design would suit the garment better (and wear better on an itty bitty baby girl) Ribbed bodice with ties at the shoulder so that it can grow with its wearer, and an approximate 10" skirt, though the lace edge adds a bit more. This was knit in Berocco Touche' and is a lovely cotton/rayon blend. It feels so silky and although it lacked the spring of wool that I'm so used to, it didn't cramp up my hands like other cottons. I love this yarn and will definitely use it in the future for summer items.
And the wool shorts to go with the top. Hand dyed by me on Cascade EcoWool. They are just too precious for words. I adore the ruffle! If it were up to me, there would be some ruffles along the bum too. But.. its not up to me :)
We got back home today and I personally feel 10 times more miserable than I felt this morning. When I told Richard how I felt this afternoon, he said we're not ready to get back to normal life. He is absolutely right. It just doesn't seem right (or fair) that things should just go back to 'normal', whatever that is,.. yet. I know I'm suck somewhere in the second stage of grieving, and I'm not sure how long thats going to last. I just know, that if I feel this crummy, I shudder thinking about what goes through Jill's head, every moment, of every day.
So many people came to the wake and funeral. A phenomenal number of people. Some none of us knew. So many people fed us over the last week.. amazing amounts of food, helped us with childcare so that those of us with children could attend all of the services and support Jill, donations to the memorial trust set up for Ethan and Olyvia... its just amazing. Perfect strangers. As Richard said, it just goes to show, that for the most part, people are just good.
I do have more to say, but right now I'm nursing a severe headache, trying to catch up on laundry, get dinner on the table, and try to get some sleep. There will be more said about this past week, and even more thoughts about Virg to come. But nothing I say here, could ever come close to describing what a wonderful human being he was. It will probably be a few days before I come around to replying to comments and emails received while I was away. But please know,.. I, we, all of us, sincerely appreciate the thoughts and prayers... everything done and said for us, but mostly for Jill and her children.
.. you know its bad news. Today I planned on blogging our train wreck of a weekend, which involved a stomach virus and small children. And about the lovely package I received from my secret pal. But the phone rang at 6AM. I heard the phone but didn't get up. I figured if it was an emergency, I know my family, they'll call again. But before it rang a second time, Richard's mom came back to tell me, whomever it was left a message on our machine and they were crying. I came out, checked the caller ID, and it was my sister Tracy. I promptly called her and heard sobs. Our younger sister Jill's husband, Virgil, whom I've mentioned a million times on this blog, died at 4:45 this morning, on his way to work. He swerved to miss a deer (assumed per a local witness), lost control and hit a guide rail. Here is Virg's obituary. This picture was taken last summer at he and Jill's wedding, and will always be one of my favorites. More pictures from that day are in their own photo album over there on the right. Virgil was not only an amazing father and husband, but an incredible son, brother, and friend. A guy who was always there when and if you needed him, for any reason. Our few months of transition before we moved to Syracuse, Virgil helped hold my spirits together, and was right there to give me a hug or a pat on the back. You never needed to ask him for help. It was like he sensed it and would be standing right next to you asking "what can I do for you?". He could calm any baby. Colic? No big deal! And kids were just drawn to him. At every family gathering, you could always find every child.. crawling on Uncle Virgil, hanging on him, climbing up him, wrestling him, or just asking to be held by him. Everything about him, everything he did.. was for his family. Please keep our family in your thoughts and prayers this week, but most especially, my sister Jill, their five year old son Ethan, and Olyvia who will turn one next week, without her Daddy here to help us celebrate.
ETA: First, thanks to everyone who has commented and emailed me. We appreciate it. We're heading for Pennsylvania this morning. We'd have gone first thing yesterday if everyone wasn't still suffering the tummy flu. We'll return later this week. In the meantime Richard's mom, who is still here, will hold down the fort at home.
Its been a real circus around here. Stick around because there is some fibery content! Seems everything started to come up, all at once over the last week. It didn't help that the Haditha news, sent my pacifist self into angry orbit. But I've also been sad that I couldn't make it to the first ever YearlyKos. The past year's financial upheaval left me sitting at home video streaming it instead through Air America Radio. They're having gavel to gavel coverage.. its amazing. Even more amazing is how YearlyKos grew into, wow, something huge. Even the conservative talking heads on tv and talk radio are all a buzz with it. What started out as a get together, grew into a full scale convention for liberal bloggers, with speeches and workshops including names like Gen. Wesley Clark, Howard Dean, Nancy Pelosi, Joe Wilson, Mark Warner (who is hosting an incredible party at the Stratosphere tonight!) of course Markos, Jerome Armstrong, David Sirota, John Aravosis... The schedule leaves me speechless. Next year for sure (Richard promised me)
But eh.. it works out. Richard's mom arrives this morning for a vist. AND no sooner does she pull into the train station before I need to get on the road and head to Pennsylvania for my baby brother's high school graduation, spend the night at my mom's then rush back tomorrow morning. I was rather excited this morning until my mom reminded me that my ex-husband will be in attendance (his son, from his first marriage is in the same graduating class as my brother) While I'm absolutely delighted to see my former step-son, I haven't seen my ex in nearly a decade.. literally since the day I moved out. Ugh.
But thats not all. Richard is in the final days of wrapping up contract work (by Monday!) AND we were given very nice fencing to put up here at the new house, but we need to take it down from where it currently is. We had hoped to get it done earlier this week, but the weather has not been cooperative. Thank goodness for Richard's friends Steve and Tom who were gracious enough yesterday to lend him a hand, starting the chore, and getting down nearly half that needs to be removed.
The design project is nearly complete. In fact I'll be doing the finishing while I'm in PA, and bathing and blocking it upon my return. Pictures of the whole thing will be taken then. I'm still on the fence about doing the work for other sizes and patterning. In fact my head hurts thinking about it.. so we'll see.
I'm going to take this into the extended entry, so as not to fill up my main page, but please jump on in to find out why I should be sending thank you notes, candy and roses to activist judges every year on September 22nd..
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