First week of grad school proper over, and I'm still here with what sanity I had to begin with. Such as it is.Whoo hoo!I like it, although this whole online classroom thing really weirds me out. Yes, I know, it's sort of like blogging. But still.One thing I've learned is that there comes a time … Continue reading Week One: Pulling the Plug
Happy Holidays to all--Christmas blew past me, but we've still got New Year's to help us get down off the holiday buzz. Thanks to everyone in blogland for sharing their celebrations!Here's a quick Christmas recap:I made~Monkey (a pair of Monkeys?) for Hermanita~Hedera for Mum~Gretel for Monita (as chronicled last post)Plus a lace sachet for Mum … Continue reading Betwixt and Between
This year, Monita's gift was the troublesome one. First, I had a heck of a time figuring out what to give her. Finally, I settled on a hat, and because I developed an obsession with Ysolda Teague's designs over the course of this semester, I settled on her Gretel hat. So, no biggy, I stopped … Continue reading Reason Prevails–Eventually
No, it's not a whole sock. Yes, it is 1 of 2. But it's rawther trellisy, and has nothing whatsoever to do with Mayas or Hohokam, which I appreciate.
A glorious cold snap and the arrival of Socktoberfest inspired me to finally act upon my simmering sock obsession. These two skeins topped my list:Rio de la Plata Sock Solid in Seaweedand Panda Wool in Strawberry Pink.The Panda Wool got precedence because it's destined for giftiness, and I began a pair of Hedera.Then midterms came … Continue reading Week 8: Like Frogged Bamboo
All right--I have gotten over my Calmer tizzy (that statement is loaded with irony) and I am quite pleased. Seeing the Fiery Bolero finished, tiny as it is, somehow made all the stress, the entire days and late nights spent finishing it, the feeling that my triceps was going to peel itself off the bone … Continue reading Christmastime Is Here
I can't take it anymore. I have been home sick all day (thank you, Hermanita), and in an effort to feel useful, I have been working on the Fiery Bolero. As of right now, I could die, be reincarnated, and live out that life without ever seeing a single milligram of Rowan Calmer, and that … Continue reading Brain Break