Friday, November 27, 2015

Let's Make Baby Quilts! {11/27/15}

 Let's Make Baby Quilts Linky Party Rules: 
Link directly to your post or specific Flickr photo. Your post can be about a baby quilt that's finished, or in progress, or you can be writing about what you have planned,  as long as it's about baby quilts. You're welcome to link to baby quilt posts that aren't brand new, but please don't submit the same post or picture more than once. I'd love it if you linked back to my site, either with a text link or the Let's Make Baby Quilts! button.

Thursday, November 26, 2015

Cozy Socks for My Youngest

I finished the second sock of the pair that I was using for the Let's Knit a Pair of Socks tutorials. They took a little less than a skein of Wool-Ease and fit my nine-year-old perfectly. And he's thrilled with them.  I didn't expect that reaction, since they're socks, but if he's happy  I'm happy....and wondering if I should go dig out some more orphan skeins and make more pairs.

This post is linked to Crazy Mom Quilts.


Not much to say about this square. They're carrots, without and arms or legs or hostile expressions. But I do love the colors.

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

I'm Suffering From Second Sock Syndrome

Second sock syndrome is a real thing. I've got three pairs that were all derailed after the first sock. One is unfinished because I can't find the partial skein of yarn I need for sock number two. I was sure I'd find it before I needed it, but it's been months since I finished the first sock.

Then there are the Bayou socks. I'm on my third attempt at the second sock of that pair. The first time, I botched the short row heel. The second time, I set it down and a needle fell out. That yarn is so splitty that I can't manage to pick up stitches. This time, I'm being extra extra careful...which isn't much fun at all.

The first Fly sock came out perfectly, but I can't work up the nerve to cast on for the second one. Those bobble eyes were hard!

What about you? Do you have trouble with second socks?

Along with the knitting, there's been reading...

Bridget is a stay at home mom, still figuring out her new role in life. She's sleep-deprived and a little frazzled and she's the only one, except for the baby, who can see the ghost that wanders through the upper story of their house. I loved The Barter by Siobhan Adcock and its depiction of motherhood. There's a wonderfully chilling moment was when Bridget finds herself torn between the ghost, who is trying to push open the door that Bridget is leaning against, and her baby, who is dangerously close to the stairs. And another when she flees the house in fear one morning only to realize that she's wearing pajama pants and a tank top and the baby badly needs a diaper change.  There's a second story, about a newly wed woman in 1902, but I didn't find Rebecca nearly as interesting as her modern counterpart.  I loved the beginning and middle of the book, but the end just left me confused. Judging by the book's Amazon reviews, I'm not the only one.

I just finished Ashley Bell by Dean Koontz. Bibi Blair is suddenly stricken with brain cancer and told that she has at most a year to live. Hours later, she gets up from her hospital bed, seemingly cured. She's told that she must save someone named Ashley Bell and that the Wrong People will try to stop her.  There were parts of the book that I really enjoyed and long chunks of the book that I didn't like at all. (Unfortunately, I can't tell you why I didn't like them without giving away too much of the plot.)  

This post is linked to Patchwork Times and Yarn Along. The Barter came from the library an advance review copy of Ashley Bell was provided by the publisher.

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Thrift Shop Temptations - The Purple Cow

We went back to Value Village on Wednesday to see if they still had that auction game from last week. And because there's a deal on Thursdays when all items with the right colored tags are $2 each. I still want to find some more warm sweaters and inexpensive jeans for active little boys are always a a good thing. Most of the games were gone, but I found a few sweaters and those fabric scraps I posted about on Sunday. And we browsed.

This is the only piece of crewel embroidery that I've ever fallen in love with. I left it on the shelf without even looking at the price because I've got another piece of stitchery with a blue door on it ---and I made that one myself, which gives it priority. 

And then there was this, a life size plush purple cow trophy with what my sons tell me are glowing red eyes... 

Dianne Shapiro Humane Trophies Vermont

If it had been a deer, or an elephant or a rhino, or any other kind of traditional trophy animal, I wouldn't have hesitated. But it's a purple cow with red eyes and absolutely one of the most ridiculous things I've seen in years of thrift store shopping. And did I mention that it's life size?

I said no. My son asked if he could spend his birthday money. And after six or seven more half-hearted nos I finally saw reason because he really loves this awful thing.

And now the cow is hanging over my couch, at least until I put up a nail over the eleven-year-old's bed. There's a Webkinz stuffed possum perched between his horns, added after I took the picture. I'm glad that we live in the kind of house where our boys can hang a plush purple cow on the wall. It'll go into the bedroom because my son wants it there, not because it's an eyesore. (Which is worse, the cow or my tiki painting? I think it might be a toss-up. But the cow is not going in my sewing room!)

I'm ashamed to admit that it took me until Friday morning to realize why the cow is purple. Everyone but me got it. I'm claiming that I was thrown off by the glowing red eyes. While I was looking for the poem, I came across this purple cow story. We could have a whole weird elf on the shelf thing revolving around this cow...


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