<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 20:00:28 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>knitpurldrop</title><description>A blog about knitting, traveling, being a rock star, and showing Martha Stewart how it's really done.</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-2209827300534562512</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 21:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-04T14:14:10.189-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Homestretch</title><description>Life has been a little bit crazy here at Purdue. I'm down to one more week of classes (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt;!) 2 finals, 2 lab reports, and 2 final papers (not so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt;!). And I have been sick as a dog and down for the count. It turns out I had a mono-like virus but not real mono, so I basically had a condensed version of mono that was really bad for a week and just won't leave me alone. I had a sneaking suspicion it wasn't mono (despite the three tests I had) because while I felt absolutely miserable, had raging fevers and the nastiest tonsils I've ever seen, I wasn't exhausted. I would get really tired suddenly and need a nap NOW (and am still doing this) but I wasn't overly lethargic (until I tried to write a paper or go to French class).&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I've been up to. Class, homework, papers, and lots of naps. Notice how knitting wasn't in there.&lt;br /&gt;But that being said, I'd like to give a big shout out to Paisley Penguin for being the blog contest winner! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! Your super sexy set of potholders will be arriving shortly after I finish them. And lets be honest- that might be a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, as promised, a Christmas Craft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411506896589918434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SxmI2d7RkOI/AAAAAAAABSo/RBsAKHn-AtI/s400/wreath.jpg" /&gt;Okay- now go dig through your stash and find all those odds and ends of green and red (or the colors of your choice) novelty yarns. Or just plain yarn. But this is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stashbusting&lt;/span&gt; activity, and I absolutely forbid the use of new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;skeins&lt;/span&gt; for this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got your yarns? Great! Go to Joann Fabrics, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt;, or Hobby Lobby and get yourself a wreath frame. They're about $3, so it's not a big deal. You're also going to need a bunch of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Styrofoam&lt;/span&gt; balls that fit this wreath frame, and enough of them to go all the way around. You will also need some good old tacky glue, about 15-20 yards of Christmas ribbons and some fairly thick wire. You might also need a third hand at this point. If you have an Adam handy, they work really well. If not, then anyone will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go (I really wish I had pictures of all of the steps but my hands were covered in tacky glue and I really didn't want to touch my camera. Extra hand was nowhere to be found at this point in the project). Take one of your spools of holiday ribbon and wrap it around your wreath frame. It doesn't have to be perfect, it just hides the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fugly&lt;/span&gt; wires that might peek out from behind the balls. Got your frame all wrapped in ribbon? Score. Now take a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Styrofoam&lt;/span&gt; ball and cover it with tacky glue. Realise that you have just covered yourself in tacky glue and the ball is starting to drip. (I suggest putting down a newspaper beforehand). Call your third hand to wipe one of your hands off so that you can start to wrap your scrap yarns around this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yarn ball&lt;/span&gt;. Keep winding until you've got what looks like a perfectly normal &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yarn ball&lt;/span&gt; with no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Styrofoam&lt;/span&gt; showing. Cut the yarn and secure end with a dab of glue. Set to the side (very carefully!) to dry. Repeat until you've got enough balls to go all the way around the wreath. Go knit for a couple hours while they are drying out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your wire (and wire cutters and pliers) and stab the ball, going all the way through a small section. Fasten the ball to the frame using the wire, hiding the wire in the ribbon that you've wrapped around the frame. Repeat until your frame is full of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yarn balls&lt;/span&gt;. Make sure they're nice and tied down and not going anywhere as soon as you pick up the wreath. Then with the remaining holiday ribbon, loosely wrap the spaces between the yarn balls (entirely optional) to hide the rest of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pokey&lt;/span&gt;-out wires. Other ideas for decorations are mini-stockings, mini-sweaters, mini-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whatevers&lt;/span&gt; with little toothpick knitting needles glued on to one of the yarn balls, or a giant bow made of all or several of the yarns used in the wreath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Apologies&lt;/span&gt; for the bad picture- it was late and very dark outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-2209827300534562512?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/12/homestretch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SxmI2d7RkOI/AAAAAAAABSo/RBsAKHn-AtI/s72-c/wreath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-4967592338493760030</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 01:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T18:09:14.006-08:00</atom:updated><title>Cloudy with a chance of potholders (blog contest!)</title><description>Hello there from Purdue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I *think* that the credit transfer thing has sorted itself out. Or the head of Study Abroad needs to give that box of chocolates back. I have faith in Nancy, and I'm sure things will work out. They have to, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to enter into my final month as a student! Yay! Which is great, because it means I'm down to 4 Hort labs, 12 French classes, 11 Hort Classes, 11 Black Lit classes and 8 Contemporary British Fiction and Rhetoric classes. But who's counting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this does mean that I've got 2 really scary Black Lit papers, 2 much scarier BritFic papers, 2 French exams, a Hort exam, and 7 lab reports due. 4 of them on the same day- next Thursday. So I probably won't be writing very much for a little while. That, and I haven't been overly creative. I'm still stuck on potholders. One could even say it's raining potholders in here. Seriously. And every time I make a pair and check it off my Christmas list, someone else demands a set of potholders. And since they are so flippin' awesome, I've decided to give a set away! Yay! It's my 200th blog post today and everyone reading has a chance to win a set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know- you're so excited you could pee your pants. It happens. The rules are easy. Leave a comment below. Be sure to include a way I can get a hold of you (if I know you personally, it's not a big deal, but if you're new or don't normally comment, make sure I have an email address or Ravelry username). In your comment, say something. Say something nice. Say something funny. Say something sad that happened to you at work. Say something knitting related. Say something about your dog. Actually don't say something about your dog, it's a touchy subject right now. But say something. I will randomly select a comment and you will win this super-duper set of potholders (that I haven't finished yet). I will take any comments received before noon on Thanksgiving, or November 26th for all the Brit Knitters reading. So write something and get your super-sexy set of potholders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These could be yours.  Seriously.  Dreams come true.  Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402660985221366770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SvobiqH7Q_I/AAAAAAAABSg/6HTnCqvpDGY/s400/cloudychanceofpotholders+005.jpg" /&gt;**if you are deeply offended by potholders or deeply offended by my color selection and win anyway, I understand. I will find another prize to give you.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402660572659261826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SvobKpNdIYI/AAAAAAAABSY/fKDGnVDsqjQ/s400/cloudychanceofpotholders+001.jpg" /&gt;Amber, my R.A., lover of plants, small children, and rainbow potholders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402660366751034370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Svoa-qJG7AI/AAAAAAAABSQ/yYQc64u4XHk/s400/cloudychanceofpotholders+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyhoo....some potholder pictures for you. And a sneak peak at my next project in super-delicious Alpaca With A Twist &lt;em&gt;Temptation.&lt;/em&gt; It is one sexy yarn. Seriously.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402659852268447074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Svoagti5pWI/AAAAAAAABSI/rhVfHHWVrCE/s400/cloudychanceofpotholders+002.jpg" /&gt;And stay tuned here at knitpurldrop! The next post will be a Christmas Craft for knitters/crocheters/muggles of all skill levels, and will use up your red and green yarn scraps! Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-4967592338493760030?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/11/cloudy-with-chance-of-potholders-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SvobiqH7Q_I/AAAAAAAABSg/6HTnCqvpDGY/s72-c/cloudychanceofpotholders+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-1546930504841287067</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 17:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-28T10:30:28.765-07:00</atom:updated><title>Knitting for Peace</title><description>Or really just knitting so I don't kill somebody. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've you've been reading for a while now, you'll know there's been a little drama about Study Abroad/Credit transfer, which I thought was over with in July when I got a letter from Purdue Study Abroad saying that my credits had been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;transferred&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;successfully&lt;/span&gt; and I am now a candidate for December graduation. Done, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course not. Apparently just because Study Abroad approved and brought everything in doesn't mean Liberal Arts did their job (in this case, sign a single piece of paper Dr. Gupta!) and it turns out that while Study Abroad has me down as done and over with, Liberal Arts never actually accepted my credits which for me means....no diploma in December. Apparently my transcript has been sitting on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; desk since July, needing only a signature. I contacted Liberal Arts after the Office of the Registrar notified me that I was no longer a candidate for December graduation and they said I needed to make an appointment with Dr. Gupta to have her sign the papers (do I really need to be there for that? Plus I've already gotten a letter saying that all this shit is DONE WITH!) and of course the next open appointment is....December 16. I graduate on the 19&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;- maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397703669747528946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Suh-464ftPI/AAAAAAAABSA/EuNTc5hBXQQ/s400/laurensscarf+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397703516104368690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Suh-v-hHIjI/AAAAAAAABR4/00rzAbV6KNQ/s400/laurensscarf+008.jpg" /&gt; So instead of breaking down and crying (which I might have done a little bit) or going postal on the Liberal Arts building (frankly I'm surprised someone else hasn't beaten me to it), I'm knitting. I'm finishing things and I'm casting things on, and it's wonderful. I finished a hat but it makes me look like a chemo patient so I'm not going to show it off, I finished a scarf for my friend Lauren's birthday (and Adam volunteered to model it- isn't he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;faaaabulous&lt;/span&gt;!) and last night at 4 am after tossing and turning and swearing at Liberal Arts, I grabbed a pair of circular needles and some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Patons&lt;/span&gt; Classic Merino that I bought this weekend with Janet (it was on sale so it doesn't count!) and I casted on. And knitted. And purled. And knitted. And purled. And threw in some increases. And life is a little bit better today.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397703309645666370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Suh-j9ZhWEI/AAAAAAAABRw/ORZ4OHO8lak/s400/laurensscarf+009.jpg" /&gt;Thank you, new red sweater. You might just be the project I've been needing for a long time now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-1546930504841287067?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/10/knitting-for-peace.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Suh-464ftPI/AAAAAAAABSA/EuNTc5hBXQQ/s72-c/laurensscarf+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-2200467962914836178</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 20:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-19T14:28:21.351-07:00</atom:updated><title>Look!  It's a bird!  It's a plane!  It's a blog post!</title><description>Hi everyone! Life has been a little bit crazy here at Purdue...so let me give you a few key updates and a few answers you might have questions about. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last post: There is a tradition here at Purdue that is called "Breakfast Club" like the Molly Ringwald and guy in plaid shirt movie from the 80's. Pretty baller movie, so someone decided that to honor it Purdue students should dress up in costume and hit the bars at outrageously early hours (Adam and I started at 8, but most people hit the bars at 6. There's just something not right about drinking at such an hour, even if there's orange juice in your booze). Anyhoo, it was my first Breakfast Club, and it was a pretty big deal for me. It's something I always said I'd do, but didn't think I'd actually get around to it. Luckily there was a Boondock Saint there to drag me out of bed and put my Fairy Godmother crown on for me and drag me out to the bars. Glad I went- I think I might do it again in a couple weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knitting: Still not doing so hot. After cutting off all my hair, I decided that it was time for a hat (because I'm really flippin' cold now!) so I headed down to River Knits, the Lafayette knitting store and quickly fell in love with a deep red yarn from Mountain Colors, and immediately cast on for a Bucket hat. It didn't work. Then I tried making a top-down cloche/bucket hat thing that I was calling "Clucket", but that also didn't work. Since it was top-down, I was able to save some of it and am being all wild and crazy and knitting...a beanie. I know. The most boring of the hats, but I'm cold and tired of frogging. I might go nuts and put a flower or two on it. Maybe.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394425139111312082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/StzZFUgqutI/AAAAAAAABRo/gZoFR2Niqow/s400/frogpond+hat+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sorry for the crap picture.  Apparently Purdue doesn't think that dorm rooms need light.  Someone should talk to them about that before someone goes blind.  Or has to start wearing reading glasses their Freshman year.  Too late!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys: Still going strong with Adam! Yay! He's even mentioned getting me my own motorcycle helmet, which I think is a big step for biker boys. I said the only way I'd wear one is if it had Hello Kitty on it &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; I don't actually have to be on the bike to wear it. I'm a little terrified of motorcycles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394424989156639394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/StzY8l4sAqI/AAAAAAAABRg/IUWL6298RzI/s400/frogpond+hat+001.jpg" /&gt; And...Adam met the parents! And Aunt and Uncle. And cousins. And Grandparents. And he didn't run away! He's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School/Graduation/The Hunt for Employment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is going as well as can be expected. This semester, as you may or may not know, is my last semester here at Purdue, and I am forced to take all the classes I have put off since my freshman year here. So that means I'm taking French 4, a lab science, Literature of Black America (in which I am called a racist before I even sit down- not cool) and Contemporary British Lit and Rhetoric (actually not that bad). So I'm really over the whole student thing. And now I'm even over the whole job-hunting thing. Really! I had an interview on Monday and got a call on Friday afternoon saying I got the job! Since I plan on keeping work out of the blog, I'll just tell you that I will still be located in Indianapolis and I will be doing something knitting-related. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Twitter Account: has been shut down.  I was never really all that great about posting, and I tired of trying to think of TwitterWit, so I just gave up.  I'm better about updating my facebook status, so if you're on there, feel free to add me so you can keep up with me when I'm not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just so weird when things start falling in to place. Three months ago I was really panicking about the whole perpetually-single thing, graduation (and the subsequent adventure into adulthood) and jobhunting. It's a great feeling when things start sorting themselves out. All that's left for me to do is finish my papers, hang out with Adam, work on my knitting mojo, and figure out how to style the back of my hair on the left side- it's tricky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-2200467962914836178?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-its-bird-its-plane-its-blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/StzZFUgqutI/AAAAAAAABRo/gZoFR2Niqow/s72-c/frogpond+hat+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-8453063532816580237</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 23:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-04T16:24:29.621-07:00</atom:updated><title>Some things are better than yarn.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SskuoFjQKQI/AAAAAAAABRY/XENci5YraQo/s1600-h/breakfast+club,+boondock+and+fairy+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388889695345191170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SskuoFjQKQI/AAAAAAAABRY/XENci5YraQo/s400/breakfast+club,+boondock+and+fairy+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-8453063532816580237?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-things-are-better-than-yarn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SskuoFjQKQI/AAAAAAAABRY/XENci5YraQo/s72-c/breakfast+club,+boondock+and+fairy+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-4553086025302993381</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 21:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T15:01:22.504-07:00</atom:updated><title>Help!  There are alligators in my knitting!</title><description>Hey everyone! It's a miserably wet Friday afternoon here at Purdue, and I've spent it reading, beading and even knitting a little bit! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam had a test today so he came over after that go out and we worked on a couple rosaries for tomorrow night's Superhero party. He and his friend are going as the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Boondock&lt;/span&gt; Saints, and so between Adam and myself, we came up with a couple rather awesome (and very cheap) rosaries for the party. I'll be sure to get a couple pictures of them tomorrow in full ammo, tattoos and Irish Catholic pride. I'll be going as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Catwoman&lt;/span&gt;. Purr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, then Adam left for work for the day and I decided that I wasn't quite done playing with beads, so I went down to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vons&lt;/span&gt; in search of a fun necklace for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Catwoman&lt;/span&gt; to wear tomorrow night, and somehow ended up with alligators in my knitting. Six alligators in my knitting to be exact. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385528181231521442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sr09WNopDqI/AAAAAAAABRQ/xgL7kSymK6Y/s400/alligatorsandabsinthe+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're little glass alligators! Aren't they so cute! I saw them and just knew they had a future in stitch marking, so now they're mine! Love them! I also got some nubby blue beads which may end up as a future blog prize (that 200&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; post is rapidly approaching!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385528083366143170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sr09QhDt5MI/AAAAAAAABRI/N_gkrhqFoJM/s400/alligatorsandabsinthe+002.jpg" /&gt;That's about it for now- I've got to get a little Black Lit done before I go over to Adam's house to work on his costume for tomorrow (how do knitters with significant others get any knitting done? Seriously! I had to go to Starbucks for an hour yesterday and work on the orange sweater so that it would stop blogging!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;catwoman&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Boondock&lt;/span&gt; Saints pictures after the party! Have an awesome weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-4553086025302993381?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/09/help-there-are-alligators-in-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sr09WNopDqI/AAAAAAAABRQ/xgL7kSymK6Y/s72-c/alligatorsandabsinthe+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-8195669060862109238</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 15:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-20T08:53:32.314-07:00</atom:updated><title>Have you seen Paige?</title><description>Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfinished Sweater #7 here, wondering if you've seen Paige? You see, all of us in knitting bag #2 haven't seen her in about 3 weeks, since this thing called "Adam" started. If you see her out being social, going to parties, or God forbid knitting something we don't know about, please tell her that I could really use a yoke. And sleeves. And everything else. And the ruffle scarf is making fun of me and if it could be moved to a different knitting bag, that would be great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383578154408639762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SrZPztoUfRI/AAAAAAAABRA/NTXnVH0HyF0/s400/haveyouseenpaige.jpg" /&gt;Thanks, &lt;div&gt;Unfinished Sweater #7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-8195669060862109238?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-you-seen-paige.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SrZPztoUfRI/AAAAAAAABRA/NTXnVH0HyF0/s72-c/haveyouseenpaige.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-6744672262865063350</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 22:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-16T15:43:57.540-07:00</atom:updated><title>Ugh.</title><description>I'm going to be frank: the Swine flu scares me. There's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of cases at Purdue, and a few cases on my floor in my dorm. So after a week of fighting a fever, aches, chills, stomach-ache, fatigue and finally a cough and a newly-runny nose, I hauled my butt out of bed and to the doctor. And for once, I'm absolutely thrilled to have a sinus infection and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tonsillitis&lt;/span&gt;. I got tested for strep (which at first said it was positive but then they called and said the second test was negative), H1N1 (which is a scraping of the sinus cavity which hurts like a #$#)(@ since I'm still hurting from the nose surgery in June) and mono (which I won't find out about until next Wednesday, but we thought we'd check for it since I was there.) So they're calling it a sinus infection and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tonsillitis&lt;/span&gt; and that works for me. I'm already feeling a little better than yesterday. But I'm still totally exhausted and coughing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;. So that's what's up with me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh- and I might have to have another (but smaller) nose surgery over Christmas. There is a rather large hump in my nose that developed after the surgery to fix the original hump. The PA said either the plate they put over the broken bones to keep them still has shifted or the bones have grown back. So that's going to suck, so I'm not going to think about it for 3 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam is...still around. He's really awesome and I like him more every day. I forgot how awesome it was to have a boyfriend, it's been nearly 3 years. He's even going to help me make macho mix tomorrow, and I will be sure to get some pictures. There's nothing sexier than a man cooking in my opinion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am...still not knitting. I worked on the orange cabled &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hoodie&lt;/span&gt; for a while in the doctor's office but ended up falling asleep waiting for the test results, so I only got a couple inches done on the hood. So I'm going to talk to you about my plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382199211584118290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SrFpqrTb3hI/AAAAAAAABQ4/MOLr3pr14qI/s400/plantupdates+003.jpg" /&gt;My Wandering Jew "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sparkleplant&lt;/span&gt;" is still alive! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! Not only have I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;succeeded&lt;/span&gt; in keeping it alive, it's also grown nearly 5 inches since I got it 3 weeks ago. Gotta love that Miracle Grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382198995316950914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SrFpeFpUx4I/AAAAAAAABQw/IcUexdE24_s/s400/plantupdates+001.jpg" /&gt; I gave my pepper plants some Miracle Grow too, and now they think it's time to start actually making some peppers! I still think the plant is entirely too small to start devoting all its energy into growing veggies, so I'm going to pinch the flowers off today to help the plant get a little bushier before it starts growing foods. It's such an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;itty&lt;/span&gt;-bitty plant! (3-inch heel included for scale)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382198699330407698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SrFpM3AojRI/AAAAAAAABQo/ndtfKS_9qu8/s400/plantupdates+002.jpg" /&gt; That's about it. I've got to crank out a few more pairs of potholders and hopefully finish a ruffle scarf fairly soon...too many October birthdays! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-6744672262865063350?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SrFpqrTb3hI/AAAAAAAABQ4/MOLr3pr14qI/s72-c/plantupdates+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-9028956685059181213</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 22:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-10T16:11:38.478-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hamlet &amp; Neon Paints 4-evah!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqmGopIPPlI/AAAAAAAABQg/7IavFk8aFaQ/s1600-h/hamletplate+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379979262664064594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqmGopIPPlI/AAAAAAAABQg/7IavFk8aFaQ/s400/hamletplate+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So when my knitting mojo dissapears, my other artsy mojoes surface and demand a little attention. And right now my pottery-painting mojo and I are having disagreements on how much studio time is &lt;em&gt;too &lt;/em&gt;much studio time. Especially since it's not one of my fortes. And it's a lot cheaper to just knit. So yesterday the pottery place called and said Ben and my stuff was ready to be picked up, so today he and I had an adventure to Starbucks to talk about stuff (his student teaching, my new boytoy- oh, it's facebook-legit now btw and ftw!, the pregnant girl at Harry's last week and silly thinks like that) Then we hit up the pottery place to pick up our masterpieces. I didn't have my camera with me so I didn't get a picture of his mug, but it turned out really cool. He did a geometric pattern in earthy colours, which I love. I finished a plate (pictured below) and did a bowl (not feature below because they chipped it when they brought it out of the kiln and I need to go back and fix it and re-fire it). But here is one of the first things that has pretty much turned out like I wanted it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379978329467940050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqmFyUs8bNI/AAAAAAAABQY/Chppl4a5IyM/s400/hamletplate+002.jpg" /&gt;The picture isn't great- because let's face it, if something is really shiny, it probably doesn't photograph well. It's a speckled royal blue plate with my favourite &lt;em&gt;Hamlet&lt;/em&gt; quote, "and this above all- to thine own self be true" and then all the empty space filled in with paisleys in all my favourite colours. Love it! I even did a little paisley on the bottom (it was my tester-paisley).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bowl that got chipped was pink with polka-dots and another favourite Shakespeare quote, "Love is a madness" which Rosalind said in &lt;em&gt;As You Like It. &lt;/em&gt;But that bowl needs help before it can make it on to the blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in efforts to get myself doing stringy things again, I will be doing a 200th post giveaway fairly soon (this one is 192 I think).  I'll probably do a set of potholders, but who knows!  I could do something crazy like a knitting uterus or a small triangular shawl at the last minute! Want to get it on that?  Comment.  Say something funny.  Say something dorky.  Say something about your dog or your pets or your boyfriend.  You can even say something about the blog- I don't really care!  But heads up- there will be a giveaway soon to celebrate my 200th postiversary.  I'll let you know when you need to start dropping comments in order to win yourself a super sexy set of potholders.  Oh yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-9028956685059181213?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/09/hamlet-neon-paints-4-evah.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqmGopIPPlI/AAAAAAAABQg/7IavFk8aFaQ/s72-c/hamletplate+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-2433662599965958698</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 17:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-06T11:30:09.962-07:00</atom:updated><title>Potholder tutorial</title><description>Hey there readers! I've got two pieces of big news: 1- I am finally going to do the much requested potholder tutorial, and 2- I met someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with #2, because that's more exciting for &lt;em&gt;me. &lt;/em&gt;(I think we're far enough in that me talking about it isn't going to jinx it) His name is Adam, he's pretty much my age (so he's not the ogre-man from Granite City or the Cougar-bait from Swing Dance). Met him at Swing Dance and have hung out with him every night since Tuesday. It was so weird, just this instant connection and boom! It's great. Now I'm OCD checking my phone for texts (and they're actually there!) and last night I met some of his friends at his place, which wasn't as scary as I thought it was going to be. I did break the ice with my killer-mojitos, but that's beside the point. Good guy, nice friends, and he's actually really cute. And sweet. And most importantly: he likes me back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So: potholder tutorial. I appologize for the bad pictures, I just didn't really feel like taking my potholder of various stages of progress on a photo-shoot around campus. So you get my big fluffy blanket as a backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Get yourself some yarn. A 2 oz ball of dishcloth cotton will get you one big potholder, a 3 oz ball of dishcloth cotton will get you 2 smaller but totally functional set of 2. Which means they match. And I hear thats important for some people. You'll also need a crochet hook. When working with a rougher yarn like dishcloth cotton, I prefer working with metal hooks, the plastic ones break too easily. The hook I'm using is an I/9, 5.5 mm hook, but you might want to go smaller if you crochet loosely.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378420591502189762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP9CCkiZMI/AAAAAAAABQQ/IfR-Q198RVc/s400/potholdertutorial+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. Chain 33-35, or desired length. Keep in mind that the chain will be across the diagonal and you potholder will not be enormous. I promise. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378420475419580914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP87SISWfI/AAAAAAAABQI/x9h_5brgHGs/s400/potholdertutorial+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Single crochet into the second loop from the last chain. Single crochet your way across the top of the chain row, putting 3 single crochet stitches in to the last chain of the row. This will give you a nice round turn and set you up to crochet across the bottom of the chain row. These potholders are worked in the round. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378420280385361954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP8v7kgWCI/AAAAAAAABQA/uzehTlsM5NQ/s400/potholdertutorial+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Single crochet back across the bottom, doing 3 sc stitches in the last chain and then very tightly doing another single crochet or a slip stich to join up in to the round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378419984746268738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP8euOpyEI/AAAAAAAABP4/0xwd8JkdbGA/s400/potholdertutorial+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Single crochet in the round (don't do anything fancy, it's seriously just sc). Eventually you'll get a floppy pouch that looks something like this:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378419767511479522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP8SE919OI/AAAAAAAABPw/6G5K3BhSZRU/s400/potholdertutorial+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Fold your potholder so that it sort of looks like a wonton. When your sides touch, it's time to single crochet to what will soon be the new corner, and then add a couple more inches of very tight chain stitch for your loop. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378419598049493218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP8INq9QOI/AAAAAAAABPo/Y1WZOxvQVN4/s400/potholdertutorial+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378419492688036594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP8CFK1AvI/AAAAAAAABPg/8-Z3sC8xyQY/s400/potholdertutorial+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. After you've made your loop, it's time to do the tricky part: take the single crochet stitches on both sides of the loop and slip stitch them together very tightly. Keep single crocheting the opposite stitches together. It should look like this after a little while:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378419212500071282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP7xxYz83I/AAAAAAAABPY/JiMw5aX-mLQ/s400/potholdertutorial+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378418942142734962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP7iCOmYnI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Kn8eTBKTx7E/s400/potholdertutorial+005.jpg" /&gt;8. When you're all out of opposite stitches to slip stitch together, pull your yarn through and tie a nice little knot. Then cut your yarn a few inches out and then hide on the inside of the potholder with your crochet hook.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378418684954002930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP7TEIBxfI/AAAAAAAABPI/vU9EoYtWfU8/s400/potholdertutorial+006.jpg" /&gt;9. Rinse and repeat. We've got a drawer full of these at home and my relatives routinely steal them when they come over. So for everyones X-mas presents, they're all getting potholders. So stop stealing mine!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378418440784823746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP7E2hjxcI/AAAAAAAABPA/gxf3Vyml3Zs/s400/potholdertutorial+007.jpg" /&gt;If you have any questions about the process of the potholders, let me know via the comments below the blog or emailing me at &lt;a href="mailto:peaceloveyarn@aol.com"&gt;peaceloveyarn@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;, and I'll do my best to help you out. I'd also love to see your finished pictures! That sort of thing always makes my day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-2433662599965958698?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/09/potholder-tutorial.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SqP9CCkiZMI/AAAAAAAABQQ/IfR-Q198RVc/s72-c/potholdertutorial+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-5955439887134096361</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 23:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T17:00:02.919-07:00</atom:updated><title>Frenemies</title><description>Most of you have probably been able to tell that I've just not been up to par with my usual creative self. I have been in a most terrible creative slump of epic proportions, which has started taking over other aspects of my life, like my creative writing, baking, beading, and sometimes even getting out of bed. So I am diagnosing my slump as a general panic slump. I believe that this so called panic slump has been brought on by a variety of crazy things all happening at once. Things I am holding responsible for the slump: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving England&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nose/Sinus surgery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December Graduation Anxiety&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yarn Shop Failure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inability to find work for after graduation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too many knitting projects&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Horticulture failures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being called "snotty" by one of the knitters in my group (she's totally mean and it really shouldn't bother me, but it is bothering me- and way more than it should)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to School for the last time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing all my friends getting married/have awesome relationships&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loneliness and doglessness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been moping around for months, knitting a bit, ripping it back, painting a bit, throwing it away, beading a bit, never putting the clasps on, and sleeping a lot. So now that I have decided just what you are, slump, I am kicking you out. I am taking my life and creativity back, one project at a time. It's so much easier to fight an enemy that you know than an enemy that brings you down namelessly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my first happy project in months, the color-me-happy socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376651540315792354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sp20FtWUY-I/AAAAAAAABO4/q5kx4uPv2gY/s400/finishedbluesweater+008.jpg" /&gt;They are plain, they are boring, but darn it, they're working.  Yarn is Regia, Kaffe Fasset colourway.  68 stitches around on size 1 needles.  Since this picture I've knitted the heel flap, turned the heel and finished the gusset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's some nummy handspun that I made while thinking things through.  It is Verona on Ravelry, about 120 yards/4 oz of BFL/Mohair/copper glitz.  I kinda love it.  This picture is seriously my wallpaper on my computer right now, and that makes me happy.  Everyone needs a little orange handspun in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376651385493097666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sp2z8sltjMI/AAAAAAAABOw/k0kLIlES6_s/s400/finishedbluesweater+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-5955439887134096361?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/09/frenemies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sp20FtWUY-I/AAAAAAAABO4/q5kx4uPv2gY/s72-c/finishedbluesweater+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-8514028337575904667</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 21:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-26T14:58:24.189-07:00</atom:updated><title>There's a Wandering Jew in my room!</title><description>So if you are one of the people that keep up with me on facebook, you already know that I'm back at Purdue, moved in and on day two of classes. So far I have a scary Black Lit. teacher, an English Lit teacher who thinks he's Ryan Seacrest, a French teacher from Ghana who has already assigned a TON of homework, and a really awesome horticulture teacher. And a new plant that I have to take care of this semester. The plant is called a "Wandering Jew" but in order to be more politically correct (as if it's ever bothered me before) I'm going to rename it to Sparkleplant, because it's green and purple and kind of sparkly. The sparkles didn't show up very well in the pictures, but its a very pretty plant, and I've already promised clippings to a few people when it grows up and I won't get points taken off for snippets. (Ipod included for scale.  Plus the plant is a rock star)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374395005468928066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SpWvyF-b6EI/AAAAAAAABOo/Wam9Eo_PzTI/s400/wanderingjewAugust+26+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's about it. I've started a new hoodie in hopes of getting the mojo back (so far so good!) and a green hat for Ben friend whose birthday is on the 28th. That's all on the knitting front. I need to go to Wallyworld for plant foods now- back later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-8514028337575904667?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/08/theres-wandering-jew-in-my-room.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SpWvyF-b6EI/AAAAAAAABOo/Wam9Eo_PzTI/s72-c/wanderingjewAugust+26+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-6771389824549543625</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 23:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-21T16:35:22.507-07:00</atom:updated><title>Is it hot in here?</title><description>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372564257967818802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/So8uukEhyDI/AAAAAAAABOg/Oca7R4XFrkM/s400/machomix+002.jpg" /&gt;There's alot of Darling family traditions, like sabotaging the yards of those on vacation, going along with G-pa's unhealthy sheep obsession, overeating at every single family event, and finally- Macho Mix. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macho Mix started with my G-pa Darling, who is an amazing gardener. But after the first frost hits and kills all your plants, there's not alot to do but pick everything, ready or not. So he started Macho Mix, which takes the hottest peppers you can find (like these Haberinos and Jalapenos) and throwing just about everything else leftover in the garden (brocolli, cauliflower, radishes, green tomatoes, mild peppers, and then some stuff from the kitchen like boiled eggs and Smoky Links sausages) throwing them all in a giant jar with these smokin' hot peppers, adding tons of herbs and spices, and pickling the whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372564094296814562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/So8ulCWUc-I/AAAAAAAABOY/96_C3P8Z2PU/s400/machomix+003.jpg" /&gt;After a few days, that innocent little carrot is nasty enough to burn your eyebrows off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***the only rule when it comes to eating Macho Mix is that you need to wash your hands &lt;em&gt;before &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;after &lt;/em&gt;using the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally spaced taking a picture of the finished Macho Mix, so tomorrow night at a party (where the Macho Mix is going) I will try to get not only a picture of the masterpiece that is Macho Mix, but of the sorry faces of those stupid enough to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh- and I spun some yarn too. (Pink Shetland seen on Fiber Safari and White Thrummed Wool from Corydon Fiber Festival, 2006- gifted to Tammany)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372563877585208962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/So8uYbCPxoI/AAAAAAAABOQ/PtC2NPX71L0/s400/machomix+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372563544557209634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/So8uFCaLyCI/AAAAAAAABOI/JXj314iDoEo/s400/tammanyyarn+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-6771389824549543625?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-hot-in-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/So8uukEhyDI/AAAAAAAABOg/Oca7R4XFrkM/s72-c/machomix+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-7251257301915686490</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 01:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-18T18:41:28.454-07:00</atom:updated><title>Fiber Safari</title><description>Just another normal day here at Paige's house. I fed the catfish (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jethrow&lt;/span&gt; and his friends) leftover &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Angelfood&lt;/span&gt; cake, threw rocks at the snakes trying to eat the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Angelfood&lt;/span&gt; cake, found the cat finishing off the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Angelfood&lt;/span&gt; cake, and then fished a grasshopper out of my bathtub. I have no idea how that grasshopper got in the second-floor bathtub, but I hope I never see him again. At least I hope I never see him again in the bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also went on an exotic fiber safari! Which of course means I took pictures of the roving I got at the State Fair, round 2, and the potholder I finished during the Clydesdale judging. Since I took this picture of the potholder in the wild, I finished the matching potholder which means...I have officially started my Christmas Crafting (not just Christmas knitting since these beasts are crocheted).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we are, the Fiber Safari (I'm sure I could market that. Take the doors off my Jeep, throw in some harnesses and drive people around to look at feral hanks and skeins. I know...I have lost the touch.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In a Steve Irwin accent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right mates, coming up on your left, we've got a rare species indeed. This is one of the most rare plants in the American Midwest, and it's called the "dishcloth cotton potholder bush". It grows perfectly formed potholders, but they're hidden behind poisonous purple flowers that bite and have huge fangs! Large price to pay for a potholder, mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371483400589832130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SotXsYkQb8I/AAAAAAAABOA/6nzbMaAyt8Y/s400/FiberSafari+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Glad we got out of Potholder territory. Unfortunately, we've moved on to the Wild Roving Hills. There are some truly fierce beasts out this way, including the Sticky Orange Border Leicester Bushes and the Shetland trees. Let's be real quiet and hopefully we can sneak up on one...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371483090282257698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SotXaUlKnSI/AAAAAAAABN4/ngpNK6c2itI/s400/FiberSafari+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crikey! That was gorgeous! Have you ever seen such a brilliant orange? Don't let that soft look fool &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;! She's absolutely lethal! That venom will have you dead in ten minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;All right, now I'm going to remind everyone to keep your hands, feet, and small children inside the vehicle, stay quiet and not to make any sudden movements. We're coming up on the Shetland River now, and there's more than just poisonous snakes here. Now if you look very carefully -ah- I said no sudden movements!- on the right, you'll see a perfect specimen of a raspberry Shetland roving. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371482702199910066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SotXDu3H7rI/AAAAAAAABNw/6JB6k2eDph0/s400/FiberSafari+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That was a close one. One of me mates on the earlier tour said that there was a bright green Wild Shetland hiding out in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kromski&lt;/span&gt; caves, just about a mile and a half from here. The bright green Wild Shetlands are by far the most dangerous of all of the Shetland breeds. Not only have they got a constrictor-grip that will suffocate you before you can reach for your drop spindle, but they've got a bacteria in their staples that will melt your fingers before you are even able to ply.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371482250576647666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SotWpcbv1fI/AAAAAAAABNo/Fna6JbBnIrk/s400/FiberSafari+004.jpg" /&gt;Scary, huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-7251257301915686490?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/08/fiber-safari.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SotXsYkQb8I/AAAAAAAABOA/6nzbMaAyt8Y/s72-c/FiberSafari+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-972368535000235233</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 15:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T08:39:59.359-07:00</atom:updated><title>yarn diet FAIL</title><description>I was doing so well with my yarn diet until Mandie Tweeted me from Sock Summit last week and asked if I wanted anything from Sock Summit. Der! Yes! So after an hour or so of panicky tweets and texts when twitter was down, I finally told her that I liked green. And purple. And NOT yellow. And the rest was up to her. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369844410541890850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SoWFCm13XSI/AAAAAAAABNg/5gnuc8x2Jwo/s400/STRsummit+001.jpg" /&gt;She didn't let me down. She got me two Socks that Rock mill ends of special Sock Summit colorways, and they really do ROCK!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369844088886582738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SoWEv4lQ3dI/AAAAAAAABNY/FeUkx3IwtHE/s400/STRsummit+002.jpg" /&gt;And I finally got to the State Fair on Tuesday where I got to see my ribbons (got a blue ribbon-first place for Sheree's wedding shawl, and a pink ribbon-fourth place for my Lizard Ridge crazy blanket). While I was there I checked out the sheep barn and the wool room, and somehow a small bag of fiber found its way in to my bag. I didn't even have time to take a picture before I started spinning it, and one movie later, BOOM! Plied yarn. It went so fast, I just can't seem to remember why I only got 4 ounces. I really like the plied yarn (wasn't crazy about the singles) it's Tunis wool, mohair, and copper sparkly things. Whaddya think?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369843578291159714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SoWESKd1AqI/AAAAAAAABNQ/Z_JsZJLa28g/s400/handspunred+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369843401696120690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SoWEH4mSj3I/AAAAAAAABNI/j6J2wt8BNAk/s400/handspunred+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-972368535000235233?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/08/yarn-diet-fail.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SoWFCm13XSI/AAAAAAAABNg/5gnuc8x2Jwo/s72-c/STRsummit+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-8835730032958867166</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 21:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-05T14:11:40.373-07:00</atom:updated><title>Flashin' my stash</title><description>So it's that time of the year again, the corn is taller than I am, the cat starts shedding more than normal, college kids start packing up to head back to school (for the last time, for me! hurrah!) and I start checking my stash to see what I need (and really don't need) before the Indiana State Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who have never seen the hillbilly side of me, rest assured- I have one. I've been to the fairgrounds twice in the past few weeks dropping things off to be judged. This year I'm entering two photographs, Sheree's wedding shawl, the Lizard Ridge, and a skein of handspun, which is not on Ravelry as it is at the fairgrounds. It was certainly need a Shakespearian name when it gets back though, and I'm thinking Juliet because I love it so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the stash. Where they show the sheep (most creatively called "the sheep barn") they have a little store off to the side where you can buy all sorts of sheepy products, like soaps made from sheep's milk and hand knitted things and now, roving. I tend to go a little overboard with the roving every year and end up hauling a garbage bag full of wool around the fair on a 95-degree August day. So this year I brought out the stash of fiber and spread it all out just so I know what I don't need to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366589980306215538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Snn1J1dSknI/AAAAAAAABNA/uSxvc5WMZKs/s400/flashinmystash.jpg" /&gt;Apparently, I don't need to buy anything. But stay tuned for what I buy anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-8835730032958867166?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/08/flashin-my-stash.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Snn1J1dSknI/AAAAAAAABNA/uSxvc5WMZKs/s72-c/flashinmystash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-1469099310958471020</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 00:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-03T17:43:29.847-07:00</atom:updated><title>Handspun = Happy</title><description>I've been in a bit of a slump with all things crafty lately. Those of you who attended the McAllisters SnB on Thursday know that the slump was bad enough for me to throw my lace on Janet's potato. (I really didn't mean for it to land on your potato, I merely found the best way to show my aggrivation with it's bull$%*&amp;amp; chart was to throw it. The potato was merely an innocent bystander)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, I haven't had a single row of knitting go right in nearly 2 weeks, and it's got me all sorts of messed up. I'm losing motivation to do other things, like leave the house and dry my hair. It's bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm spinning. I'm taking a brown laceweight llama break and decided to bust in to the light green wool/mohair/sparkles that's been flirting with me since I got home in June. And a couple days later, I've got my first few ounces of it spun, plied, and turned in to a beautiful yarncake. I was so happy with it, I decided to take its picture immediately. Since the sun was in the right place and the cat was nowhere to be found (and Mercury and Venus are alligned and the arrangement of cars in my driveway is ideal, etc.) I decided to go back up to my handspun stash (which I have been trying to pawn off on people- it's not working) and take pictures of some of my favorites and then give them Shakespearian names on Ravelry. Here's a few of my favorite pictures, the rest can be found in my stash on Ravelry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cymbeline: Wool, mohair &amp;amp; sparkles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365901305029131298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SneCzqIQ_CI/AAAAAAAABM4/LwWuMSiuad0/s400/handspun+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365901122236744722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SneCpBLKhBI/AAAAAAAABMw/Tc59FEEWEao/s400/handspun+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;top: Benvolio, cotton thread spun six strands at a time, then plied. bottom: Puck, merino plied with contrasting threads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365900921338430018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SneCdUxRgkI/AAAAAAAABMo/Jrx-ZDIrKIc/s400/handspun+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365900754043818898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SneCTljIU5I/AAAAAAAABMg/tuKXfaAavsk/s400/handspun+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;top: Balthazar, merino from Lucy (Bearium on Ravelry) bottom: Queen Mab, merino from Crafty Monkeys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365900593303538882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SneCKOvqTMI/AAAAAAAABMY/Q8F7mySgRiE/s400/handspun+025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Prospero: angora blend, batt from Fuzzarelli Fibers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365900464880080594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SneCCwVH1tI/AAAAAAAABMQ/vddRU2QHOf4/s400/handspun+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-1469099310958471020?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/08/handspun-happy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SneCzqIQ_CI/AAAAAAAABM4/LwWuMSiuad0/s72-c/handspun+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-7081289570275306567</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-29T08:28:08.089-07:00</atom:updated><title>updates...because I suck at updates</title><description>So I've been spinning for tour de fleece, which I've mentioned a few times but only photographed for once. A week ago, I made a yarn-cake (new winder and swift yay!) out of 540 yards of undyed laceweight llama. It's kind of amazing. And it's my first handspun laceweight. Unfortunately, it just looks like a brown yarn cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363903709692081922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SnBqATmYtwI/AAAAAAAABMI/nzDmsKJl1x8/s400/kirisoaking+001.jpg" /&gt;That's it on the spinning front- I've got another few ounces of that brown llama to keep spinning into laceweight and then will make another, identical yarncake. Exciting, isn't it? (That's why I haven't been posting it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the knitting front, I finished another shawl last night! I started it just over a week ago, and right now it is having a bath in the utility room sink, and after I've had a cup of tea and read a chapter or two in my book (Time Traveler's Wife- read it!) I might get around to blocking it. I'm thinking about changing my blocking place to the studio floor so I don't have to sleep on the couch everytime I block something on my bed. However, there is less air circulation in the studio and it might take the rest of the week to dry, especially since it is worsted weight and knitting so densely it could pass for carpet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363903135732276098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SnBpe5btG4I/AAAAAAAABMA/UgeSBWMvMQY/s400/kirisoaking+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pattern: Kiri, Yarn: Cascade 220, 4 skeins)&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Maybe someday I'll get back to my knitting (the mojo has been on vacation apparently) and finish something. Or just knit a couple rows on something. Really- I've had a heel flap knitted, waiting for me to turn the heel in my bag for a week. Sad sad sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-7081289570275306567?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/07/updatesbecause-i-suck-at-updates.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SnBqATmYtwI/AAAAAAAABMI/nzDmsKJl1x8/s72-c/kirisoaking+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-2304991177229907338</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2009 22:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-25T15:29:37.691-07:00</atom:updated><title>My Sheepies</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SmuEK3UxWqI/AAAAAAAABLw/DZcuy1hQkwQ/s1600-h/allmysheep+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362525103499336354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SmuEK3UxWqI/AAAAAAAABLw/DZcuy1hQkwQ/s400/allmysheep+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've all got strange collections, right? Okay, I know I have a few more strange collections than most, but I'm cool with that. Some of my collections include decks of Tarot cards, polished stones in pretty colors that live in a Ball jar, yarn (we all knew about that one already) and my latest one, which I actually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inherited&lt;/span&gt; from my Grandpa Darling, Sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362524546838756034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SmuDqdmi-sI/AAAAAAAABLo/N070wdD5YMs/s400/allmysheep+005.jpg" /&gt;The Darling family animal collection obsession was believed to have started between two of my great-aunts, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Neany&lt;/span&gt; and Lisa. For years they had a "flamingo fight"of epic proportions, giving each other anything flamingo-related until both of their houses were filled with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;flamingos&lt;/span&gt;. They called a truce and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;flamingos&lt;/span&gt; eventually flew the coop (I ended up with a really awesomely tacky flamingo jewelry box).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362524011943157378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SmuDLU9f3oI/AAAAAAAABLg/PKV5Ixyh75Y/s400/allmysheep+004.jpg" /&gt;Then a little while later (or perhaps towards the tail-end of the flamingo fight) my Grandma and Grandpa Darling came to England to visit us, and we had no idea what was coming. We took a trip to London while they were there and went to the London Dungeons, which is a sort of walk-through scary museum of the Middle Ages with lots of red corn syrup and plastic innards. They start you off in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;medieval&lt;/span&gt; courtroom, where the "judge" randomly pointed at people and accused them of ridiculous crimes like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;crossdressing&lt;/span&gt; and attempting to molest religious leaders. Then the "judge" randomly pointed at my Grandpa Darling and accused him of "sheep squeezing", or having intimate relations with a sheep. She had no idea that he might have been the only person in the room more twisted and perverted than herself, and he went with it instead of acting all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appalled&lt;/span&gt; and wrongly accused. Shortly afterwards, a sheep obsession was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362523501590670722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SmuCtnv-7YI/AAAAAAAABLY/Jw5w81wh15U/s400/allmysheep+003.jpg" /&gt;Word spread throughout the Darling family like wildfire, and somehow Grandpa Darling ended up with a blow-up sheep wearing black &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lingerie&lt;/span&gt; for Christmas, and the jokes got raunchier.  While he never accumulated all that many sheep because of this inside joke, the jokes live on.  When we were touring the Ring of Kerry in Ireland (which is loaded with sheep)  he came up to me and asked if I had a wet wipe or something- he had gotten red paint on his shirt (I'm not explaining why sheep may have wet paint on them, but it has something to do with keeping track of who "tags" who)  but whatever.  Somehow the sheep obsession passed down to me, but for a very different (and fiber-related) reason.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362522968187608802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SmuCOkqyHuI/AAAAAAAABLQ/j535mMcw40c/s400/allmysheep+002.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; someone sees a sheep, it somehow ends up as mine.  Here are pictures of my new one that came home from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lowes&lt;/span&gt; clearance rack today (top) and a few of the other ones hanging out in my room.  Missing in action (or hiding in mess) are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sheepy&lt;/span&gt; stationary, sheep tape measures, sheep magnets, sheep coffee mugs, and sheep cross-stitching kit. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362522465116846690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SmuBxSlXemI/AAAAAAAABLI/1lvkbTPym_Q/s400/allmysheep+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;from the top:  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lowes&lt;/span&gt; Clearance Sheep, baby finger puppet sheep, Elton the Ram from Lucy, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sheepy&lt;/span&gt; bank from Hallmark's clearance rack, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baaarbara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McFleece&lt;/span&gt; from John Lewis in Edinburgh, Scotland.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***for the record, I have been knitting, but it's rather secret knitting until the recipient &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;receives&lt;/span&gt; it in the mail.  Then I'll post pictures.  But it's going well (with exception of a minor flub that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; at knitting-night and was immediately fixed by Mandie and Peg) and it should be done and blocked in the next couple days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-2304991177229907338?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-sheepies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SmuEK3UxWqI/AAAAAAAABLw/DZcuy1hQkwQ/s72-c/allmysheep+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-7940038918926594807</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 00:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-20T17:28:53.014-07:00</atom:updated><title>Paigey, Paigey, how does your garden grow?</title><description>Not very well.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360703588200334626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SmULguDXxSI/AAAAAAAABLA/NunTH-Z04uw/s400/plants.jpg" /&gt;But thanks for asking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-7940038918926594807?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/07/paigey-paigey-how-does-your-garden-grow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SmULguDXxSI/AAAAAAAABLA/NunTH-Z04uw/s72-c/plants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-7169634482009652180</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 16:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-10T09:38:53.642-07:00</atom:updated><title>Tour de Fleece</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sldt2Z-XR7I/AAAAAAAABK4/L62B5paxHro/s1600-h/tourdefleece1+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356871063233316786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sldt2Z-XR7I/AAAAAAAABK4/L62B5paxHro/s400/tourdefleece1+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I've sort of jumped on the proverbial Tour de Fleece bike and am doing my best (not really, my best when I'm not working on business plans or working out) to attack the fiberstash. I'm trying to get a little bit every day in, which is proving to be difficult, but so far it's been worth it. I've spun a few hundred yards of single-ply laceweight vintage llama (I got it from Peg at the Rock Day exchange, that's early January for all interested) and I spun about 3 ounces of BFL (I think) that I got from the Sheep Barn at the State Fair last year. The llama I was working on before this had spoiled me a bit, and I couldn't get an even yarn out of the wool, but that's okay. I gave it to Francie (I never use my own handspun) and she seemed it like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356870106806527634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Slds-vAcppI/AAAAAAAABKw/LC23JGEdJHc/s400/tourdefleece1+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I haven't gotten any pictures of the llama because it's brown single ply laceweight. How exciting. I'll get pictures when I get it all into yarncakes (btw, swifts are $35 right now on Overstock.com!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356868846321588674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sldr1XVa2cI/AAAAAAAABKo/-vBThWRv8mA/s400/tourdefleece1+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I have been doing a teeny bit of knitting. As in, all this week I've done 8 rows on the new lacey project, 1 square on the Mitred quilty blanket, and 4 rows on the Ring of Kerry Hoodie. I'm seriously not even finished with the yoke yet, and I've been working on it since the Ireland trip. I've hit the "black hole" point in the plain stockinette stitch black hoodie. Who-da thunk? Here are a couple pictures of my teeny bit of knitting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356868200800745282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SldrPylQd0I/AAAAAAAABKg/qOd-l61jXaM/s400/tourdefleece1+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The pattern is "Seascape Stole" from knitty.com, and the yarn is Rowan Kidsilk Haze that I picked up in Jenners in Edinburgh (hi Sandra!) I've heard that the yarn is beyond tricky to work with, but I'm really liking it. But I also really hope I don't have to frog for any reason. Because that would suck.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356867435907143330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SldqjRIaVqI/AAAAAAAABKY/UN6FcToaOWI/s400/tourdefleece1+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; That's about it. I've got to get back to my business plan so I can go to my step class at 4:40 to get my butt kicked by a 52-year old Jazzercise instructor. It hurts so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-7169634482009652180?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/07/tour-de-fleece.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sldt2Z-XR7I/AAAAAAAABK4/L62B5paxHro/s72-c/tourdefleece1+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-2384784362862400239</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 20:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-03T13:36:29.742-07:00</atom:updated><title>Shama-llama ding dong!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sk5rd0GtFBI/AAAAAAAABKQ/CvLb5OzwZz4/s1600-h/tradingpost+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354335166937240594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sk5rd0GtFBI/AAAAAAAABKQ/CvLb5OzwZz4/s400/tradingpost+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was a little ravelry meet-up/yarn sale at the Trading Post in Pendleton, which I had actually never been to despite the fact that it might just be my closest LYS. I told myself I could buy a teeny bit of roving for the Tour de Fleece, which starts tomorrow, but I left with 6 ounces of Fleece Artist merino/silk in reds and a skein of Claudia handpainted silk in green (yarn diet fail!) that will be a Woodland shawl in the kinda-near future. After I finish a million other things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354334680594927138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sk5rBgVqTiI/AAAAAAAABKI/vro1xUvgkKY/s400/tradingpost+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354333822224598322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sk5qPiqOhTI/AAAAAAAABKA/p118PqTcLLA/s400/tradingpost+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Trading Post is in Pendleton, and for the readers who aren't overly familiar with Indiana farmland, it's...out there. I live on the corner of Indianapolis and Out There so it wasn't a big trek for me, which was great. The appeal of Trading Post is that it's a yarn store that happens to be on a llama farm with random chickens walking around clucking at you. It's pretty fun. I got a few pictures, but I was afraid to get too close since llamas spit. And llama spit is nasty. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354333308199033298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sk5pxnw-2dI/AAAAAAAABJ4/7Ub40j-Fbjw/s400/tradingpost+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354332761404642050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sk5pRyzCkwI/AAAAAAAABJw/xXXG8C2cCUc/s400/tradingpost+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Knitting content: I worked on my blue sweater at SnB last night, and managed to finish a sleeve and start the next sleeve. I know that sounds totally awesome, but it's a short sleeve thing. It's still pretty awesome though, because that sweater has been chilling on my dress form waiting for sleeves since December. Yay me. I'll try to finish that other sleeve in the next few days and get some pictures up on Ravelry and das blogg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354332230615084562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sk5oy5c8rhI/AAAAAAAABJo/c5iVSw4C4v4/s400/tradingpost+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354331664562209698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sk5oR8vbQ6I/AAAAAAAABJg/v-1METvYFJE/s400/tradingpost+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I also made a little baby ogre hat for Tammany, who is like 172 months pregnant or something. Since her Skittle is a girl, I put a bow on it. That's about it for today. I'm going to get a little sun and help get the house ready for the big 4th of July party tomorrow. Namaste!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354331040180037154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sk5ntmvHZiI/AAAAAAAABJY/I0gJm20IpV0/s400/tradingpost+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-2384784362862400239?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/07/shama-llama-ding-dong.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Sk5rd0GtFBI/AAAAAAAABKQ/CvLb5OzwZz4/s72-c/tradingpost+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-3762927327915532763</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 17:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-02T11:33:17.318-07:00</atom:updated><title>All ewe need is love</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz86yfZ3yI/AAAAAAAABJQ/arNqE6-gYRU/s1600-h/linusblankets+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353932143952781090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz86yfZ3yI/AAAAAAAABJQ/arNqE6-gYRU/s400/linusblankets+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once again, I suck at blogging. Since I last wrote, I've spent a week in Ireland, moved back home for the summer, and had sinus surgery and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nosejob&lt;/span&gt;. So then I get back to the problem of *I don't want to blog because it's going to take me forever to write everything down and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; is really slow and takes forever to upload pictures* so I'm just going to show you pictures of my recent knitting, some finished before my last post, and some not. But I had a photo-session with all my knitting stuff and darn it, I'm posting those pictures. Ireland pictures will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First things first: I got a little package in the mail from England yesterday! Look who decided to fly to the US to come visit me! (I think he actually came for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Baaarbara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;McFleece&lt;/span&gt;). Lucy from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Colchester&lt;/span&gt; made him for me (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bearium&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/span&gt;) and sent me a couple little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yarnballs&lt;/span&gt; for my sock yarn blanket. Thanks Lucy! You are the best! I love Elton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353931613922845218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz8b7-a4iI/AAAAAAAABJI/HFj72Ju4axo/s400/linusblankets+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353931092613373010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz79l8jnFI/AAAAAAAABJA/ODdT2MVE5vI/s400/linusblankets+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Secondly: My parents decided to "clean up" the stash room a couple months ago when I was in England, resulting in much confusion (on my part) and the unearthing of like a million partial skeins of acrylic yarn from an era in which I was mass-producing baby hats (I still make baby hats, just not like I was, and I tend to use better materials now). Since I was having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; selfless day and was about to need a whole bunch of post-op (and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;uncomplicated&lt;/span&gt; so that I can craft on painkillers and not ruin the wedding shawl) projects, I decided that I would use ALL of that acrylic on Project Linus baby blankets. While my intentions were good, my attention span was not so good, and after four I threw the acrylic in a bag and I'm giving it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Francie&lt;/span&gt; tonight, because she's a truly selfless knitter, and I'm not. I crocheted all of them because it uses more yarn and I think holds up a little better in a blanket &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; going to be dragged around by small children. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353930453271470418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz7YYNkYVI/AAAAAAAABI4/d2D3ISgGjwA/s400/linusblankets+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353929844130726226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz606_GQVI/AAAAAAAABIw/x5Jm7SfjrSQ/s400/linusblankets+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353928637879240802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz5utWVSGI/AAAAAAAABIg/lkv0ANtZU_8/s400/linusblankets+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Wedding Shawl: is done! Well- I still need to weave in some ends, but the knitting, beading and blocking is over with, and that's good. Sheree saw it yesterday and seemed to like it, so that's also good. hopefully she'll let me take some decent pictures of it with her wedding dress, and I can post those so it will look a little better.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353928043154780370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz5MF0-MNI/AAAAAAAABIY/BeG6NQ-GeBY/s400/linusblankets+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bollywood Shawl: is still ugly. I've blocked it, and it's growing on me, but it's still hiding in the deep dark corner of the closet where I may one day unearth it and realize that it's not so bad. But that day is not today.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353927275035385794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz4fYXCX8I/AAAAAAAABIQ/PTPYiJ5l-YE/s400/linusblankets+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Spoons: is dead. I killed it. I decided to try to "kill" the acrylic, and I think I took it a little too far. The stole was all wild and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;temperamental&lt;/span&gt; before but now it's so lifeless and...flat. Perhaps a turn in the washing machine and the dryer will spruce it up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353926591659062178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz33mlbM6I/AAAAAAAABII/jcjgzTXoL3U/s400/linusblankets+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Socks: I finally finished the red self-striping Disney socks that made my hands itch like crazy. They're hiding out with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Bollywood&lt;/span&gt; Shawl. I also finally got decent pictures of the Earth, Wind and Water socks, so here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353926012213603986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz3V3-3LpI/AAAAAAAABIA/ElwRkmznaqY/s400/linusblankets+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353923148337233410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz0vLNhvgI/AAAAAAAABH4/3-8nG6sdTQ8/s400/linusblankets+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I really don't have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; else to say about my knits. I've got a couple new projects on the needles and I've dug one out of hibernation, but there's no project love like there was with the Aeolian Shawl. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; going to knit more lace, but I've promised myself there are no new cast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ons&lt;/span&gt; until I've finished 2 (or 3) sweaters, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Pemberley&lt;/span&gt; socks, and designed, knit, and published the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Stackhouse&lt;/span&gt; socks. We're already on episode 4 of True Blood and I'm still playing around with charts. This isn't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back later- I've got to jump on the treadmill and lose some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;pudge&lt;/span&gt; that happened during my 2 weeks of laying around after my surgery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-3762927327915532763?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-ewe-need-is-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/Skz86yfZ3yI/AAAAAAAABJQ/arNqE6-gYRU/s72-c/linusblankets+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-2277796090387117523</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 19:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-04T13:06:09.914-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hard to say goodbye</title><description>Today has been an emotional rollercoaster to say the least. It started around 7 am when I got up to go over my fairy tales notebook just one more time before my final, which made me want to cry a little bit, but I was expecting that. Halfway through the final, a little friendly thought popped into my head, and it went something along the lines of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;la la la Voltaire, and 18th centry french philospher la la la oh snap! I get new yarn from Lucy today! That's way better than Voltaire! I wonder if it's bright red or a deep red.... Oh wait, that's a bad thing! That's right, because I won't see Nadia and Lucy again for a really long time, which sucks even worse than this final. Wow. Today is really the last day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited because I get to go home now, or actually to Ireland where I'll be meeting the family and the g-parents on Saturday morning, then I can let my brain relax and be a tourist for a while, and then come home and see everyone I've been missing. But I'm also really sad to be leaving my new friends behind.  Endings are always bittersweet, because sometimes you leave so much behind you wonder if it's really worth moving on. And right now I just don't know yet. I guess we never really do know when it comes to things like moving. We can only hope that it will be all right in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-2277796090387117523?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/06/hard-to-say-goodbye.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49832003842024950.post-4539557741834553755</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 21:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-31T14:38:29.238-07:00</atom:updated><title>Laura is 30!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SiL4aTvBkXI/AAAAAAAABHQ/UaGuJTO_A7w/s1600-h/laura+and+balloons+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342105238872625522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SiL4aTvBkXI/AAAAAAAABHQ/UaGuJTO_A7w/s400/laura+and+balloons+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was Laura's (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ReallyandTruly&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/span&gt;) 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday, and we celebrated by meeting in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Colchester&lt;/span&gt; castle park by the duck pond, sitting in the sun, drinking champagne and overeating. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, I now have a sun burn and look like a lobster with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;blond&lt;/span&gt; hair, but it was so worth it. I had a blast chilling with Laura, her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;boytoy&lt;/span&gt;, some of her friends I hadn't met before and some knitters from the High Street bar group. The sun was out, the ducks were making babies and it was a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342104856064392354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SiL4EBqbfKI/AAAAAAAABHA/gl4h6Akz1Xw/s400/laura+and+balloons+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; As I mentioned in the last post, I did make her a gift but couldn't post it until today since she has read (not sure if she still does read) here. So here are the promised pictures, I made her an agate necklace and bracelet set with a set of 5 stitch markers to use the leftover beads. They didn't photograph well, but the necklace and bracelet did. She seemed to really them- she wore the bracelet for the rest of the picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342104721298452674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SiL38LnucMI/AAAAAAAABG4/xuWacCjt1BA/s400/laura%27s+gift+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342104424010519234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SiL3q4IwksI/AAAAAAAABGo/tetL60TXl1c/s400/laura%27s+gift+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; That's about it. I'm going to go study some more. I really can't wait for these damn finals to be OVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49832003842024950-4539557741834553755?l=knitpurldrop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://knitpurldrop.blogspot.com/2009/05/laura-is-30.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Paige Darling)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9YFQ6xtDh4E/SiL4aTvBkXI/AAAAAAAABHQ/UaGuJTO_A7w/s72-c/laura+and+balloons+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item></channel></rss>