(Still working on zero. It's taking a spot of research. Those wacky Mayans.)
A run down of current projects. Thinking of what all I've got to do between now and next year gives me heartburn, but I still have to face it. Like move twice, get through the husbeast finding another job, do the Christmas knitting, break down the shop and then put it back up again... yeah. Good times.
I'm still working on the lavender cardi-thingie.
It's from the top down, so you can see the shoulders and the back of the neck. I'm knitting down the fronts now, and will - maybe today - join the whole thing up at the under arms. Once I'm down below boob level I'm shifting from stockinette to ribbing, to hopefully emphasize the waist I used to have before I gained ten pounds in the last week on this new damn medication.
Still spinning Purple Trainwreck.
I'm up to about 900 yards, and am a little over halfway through the massive pile of fiber. I think. This was a good idea; it has helped me decide a lot of questions I had about how to spin The Bells Fiber. (The pound of Purple Trainwreck was done entirely as a practice session, before I dye and spin a pound of glorious wool sent too me from Australia by Bells.) Still don't know what in hell I'm doing with this stuff. I'm wavering between trying to sell it in the shop, and knitting a Tomten Jacket for the Goob. Though if I wind up with enough yardage, I'll probably chuck both ideas and knit myself something.
What I'd really like to do is ditch it all and spin this:
Which in terms of the color wheel is the exact opposite of Purple Trainwreck. It was supposed to be pastel, inspired by lemonade. But of course I screwed up the intensity of the dye solution, so I'm calling this "Menolade" which is the Goober's not-quite-right word for lemonade.
I uploaded the silk/merino blend that I spun to the shop, finally.
I like how the silk makes it shiny enough that the copper color of the penny is reflected. As usual, I hope no one buys it. I also am dyeing fiber for the shop - Purple Trainwreck and Mermaid Tail - and hope no one buys the Mermaid Tail. 'Cause I need more fiber. (Ha.)
The other day, the Goober decided to 'wook at books'. So she did.
I swear I did not doctor this photo in anyway. She really did drag out all her books and wind up in the middle of a giant puddle of them. This is one of those fine "I can't be screwing up too badly" moments of parenthood. A lot of days you wonder (or at least I do), but if the kid spends an hour looking at books, well, something's going right.
Maybe now I'll go wook at books myself. Gotta straighten out those Mayans.