Saturday, July 26, 2008
Yeah, that worked.
When I got done soaking the felted cat toys in catnip tea, I poured it over a washcloth, and, well, you can see. She approved. Snuffled and ruffled and whuffled for about five minutes, and then passed out.
A word to those with hand problems: you may want to take it easy with the hand felting. By Wednesday night, I couldn't make a fist with either hand, and things didn't improve until yesterday. And all that vinegar took the top layer of my skin off; it's still peeling.
Maybe I'll try some sheet felting... with a brush. From a safe distance. A lot of societies traditionally made sheet felt by rolling it up and walking on it. So that's an option. They also rolled it up and worked it with forearms instead of hands. I think the ancients knew something I didn't. Hopefully the lesson has been learned. (But knowing me, I wouldn't bet on it.)
I was working on two other felting projects, a bag and a bowl, to swap for Christmas presents. That had to stall, but I hope to finish them up this weekend. They will be felted in the washing machine like smart people do it.
Oh, and I got something in the mail.
About thirty lace patterns by Herbert Niebling, from Lacis. The one on the right, on the cover, I will be knitting as a wrap for my mother-in-law's Christmas present. I'd like to do a practice doily first, to get the hang of Niebling's methods. But I've gotta finish these felt projects first.
More insanity, coming up.
Oh. And I gave birth to a drama queen.
REALLY looking forward to those teen years.
at 12:40 PM