Back from Bristol- with new Yarn!

Thanks for the suggestions to go to Get Knitted and John Lewis in Bristol! I did try to go to Get Knitted, but every time we were going past it, it was closed, or we were already running quite late for something else. But John Lewis did yield some treasure! More Rowan than you can shake a stick at, that goes without saying. but I was on the hunt for something that I hadn’t heard of, something special…..… and then I found them. The skein on the left is Marisol Sulka, in Black Pepper, and the skein on the right is Marisol Hacho, in Purple Peacock. It’s been a while since I was seriously interested in sock yarn, and this Marisol Hacho did it for me. As for the Sulka, I couldn’t resist- it is the cuddliest, softest merino, and the black is amazing- it has the softest halo colour combination of golden brown and bright blue over the basic black. Have a look:
And then this photo pretty much sums up my feelings on the subject:
It was a good day for yarn. And books. I love checking out books in other native English speaking countries, to see which authors they are showcasing, what’s new, and what simply doesn’t always make it across the pond. I’m on a bit of a non-fiction kick at the moment, and bought this and this. I haven’t started either of them yet. I’m still reeling from the novel I read on the flight over: Utterly amazing novel, I read it all in one sitting, it is that compelling.

But back to the yarn…I did some resesarch on the yarn afterwards, and found that the Marisol Project works on developing sustainable income and social programs for the communities in Peru where the yarn is made. So naturally I felt even happier about my yarn purchase- it’s kind of like saving the world, via knitting. At least that’s what I tell myself.

I was so busy having an amazing time in the UK, that I didn’t do any knitting on the eyelet ribbed bandeau, except on the flight back (I slept on the flight there, or at least tried): And I was lucky enough to have an empty seat next to me: Knitting and an extra seat? That’s luxurious flying.

I have to give props to my boyfriend, he took most of these photos. For someone who doesn’t knit, he certianly knows how to photograph yarn!

Babs what were you thinking?!



Bawbwah Walters in an interesting red frock.
This is a classic example of what I like to call “too much much, not enough nough”
The top bit looks crocheted, along with the chinching at both the waist and elbows.
Lots of cables and bobbles. The bobbles! Bobbletopia!

*shudder* It’s deliciously hideous!

‘Cause I’m Leaving, On a Jet Plane….

Oh yeah- did I mention that I was going to England? Hmm. Probably should have said something. Well, I’m going to England!Tonight, actually. I’ll be in Bristol, Bath, that area. If anyone knows any great yarn shops I should check out, let me know- I did leave a bit of room in my suitcase for some yarn: But I’m not going to be a tourist, I’m going to see this fella: And I can’t even begin to describe how happy I am about that.

Self Portrait Sunday, on, er, Monday

So…. I think I need to set a reminder on my cell phone to do self portrait Sunday. I apparently don’t remember to do anything unless the phone dings and reminds me. Here is the first one, slightly tardy, and taken this morning:

Yeah yeah, I have a weakness for the arty shots (and my sparkly ceiling- isn’t it awesome?!). And you can’t really see my face. But hey, it’s the first one, cut me some slack!
Knitting progress is unbearably slow, I was trapped in a work meeting for four days and barely had time to go to the bathroom much less knit. But I can’t think about that right now, I need to go to work (again) and find some caffeine along the way. *yawns, rubs eyes, finds shoes, and exits*.

April Resolution

I recently decided that I’m desperately behind in my movie watching, so I was playing a bit of catch up on the weekend and watched American Gangster and Children of Men (hey, I said I was behind!). Just me, a couple of movies, and my knitting. And I was all the way through the second film when I realized I had made a mistake in one row, approximately twenty rows down. I have to admit, I’m a lazy knitter and I hate ripping back- I often evaluate how obvious a mistake is, and if I don’t think it’s too bad, it stays put But this was right at the front, on the bust, dead centre. Not happening (It’s supposed to be 13.5″ right now).
So I got to frog a couple hours work. Fun times. And I was so hoping to be finished the ribbing this weekend, and begin the button bands. : (
Jen and I went for Korean BBQ with our friends Kevin and Becca on the weekend. Have you ever been for Korean BBQ? Basically, you pay money for someone to bring you raw meat, which you then cook yourself at the table. Sure, you could be home and doing the same thing, but it wouldn’t be nearly so much fun.
Having this blog has really made me face up to something… I’m really uncomfortable having my photo taken. I don’t know why, exactly, but I find that when I’ve had time to register that my photo is being taken, it’s like I tuck away my personality somewhere, where the camera can’t see it. So the best photos of me are the ones where I didn’t have time to react to the camera, or when I didn’t even know I was having my picture taken. And, I’ll confess, they also aren’t bad when I’ve had plenty to drink….. damn the liberating effects of alcohol! None of those factors are in play below, though:I totally knew Kevin was taking a picture, and Jen is making a cute wide-eyed face, and I’m moving around, playing with my meat tongs, trying to pretend the camera doesn’t exist and generally blurring all over the place. Classic. You’d think I’d be comfortable considering I was the one that pulled out the camera, but no. And then here’s Becca, being super cute, and really working the meat tongs: So, I’m conducting an experiment to get myself more comfortable in front of a camera- I’m starting self portrait Sunday. I’m not sure exactly what but if it means I don’t have to take three or four tries to get some good shots of FOs, then I’m all for it. Sunday, I’ll post the first one. I’m interested to see how long it takes before I feel more comfortable in front of a camera.
Which means sometime between now and then, I’ll have to take some photos of myself.