These days I mostly try not to write. My life is so full of work and family and weeding. But every now and then, my brain starts to itch and the only way to scratch that itch is writing. This is where you will find my most recent scratchings.
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Day 7: Yarn Addiction
During the course of some errands yesterday, we went to a yarn store so I could stock up for some holiday weaving. All the relatives start arriving tonight, so I wanted to be well set for sitting around weaving while everyone’s gabbing. The store we went to had a ginormous room of yarn. Holy Shicksa, could I go broke with this new fiber habit. Of course there is reasonably priced wool yarn, but all the too die for soft as feathers, gorgeous nubby hand woven textures and too die for glowing colors of the expensive yarns make it impossible to…
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Days 5 and 6: Holiday Baking Party
Well, party of one. Unless you count the Toddler, who does help measure the spices, lick the beaters and steal chunks of dough. My sister works for Fed-Ex, which means instead of extra time off, she works overtime for the holidays. So for the second year in a row my Christmas present for her will be all our fave holiday goodies, that she doesn’t have time to bake. In the box will be: Stollen. (There’s s’posed to be a double dottie doo-hickie on that thar ‘o’) This is the German Christmas bread with the powdered sugar on top. Except that…
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Day 4: Where Obsession Can Get You
Finished my first scarf on the new loom. Took me two days. And that’s with kiddlets. It’s great. I used a deep red/copper variegated yarn for the warp, and a heathery brownish-gray for the weft. But more than liking the scarf itself, the important thing is that yes, I still love my new loom. I’m already scheming future projects, especially ones I can do with the big bag of yarn the MIL already has! It snowed here. A few inches, with a glassy, crispy crust on top. Took the toddler out this morning to frolic. Adorable. The weird flu bug…
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Day 2 and 3: Excuse Me While I Throw My Shuttle
That’s right dear readers, I’m a weaver! I can use words like “shuttle” with abandon. If you weave, you might even know what the hell I’m talking about! Got me a gorgeous little 12 inch Ashford rigid heddle tabletop loom yesterday. Or rather my parents-in-law bought it for me for as an early x-mas present. I warped it this morning, and I’ve got a good 10 inches of red and gray scarf woven already. I am sooooo excited. Geez. Realized yesterday morning when I woke up, and couldn’t care less about glomming onto the computer first thing (like I’ve been…
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Day 1: Settling In
(For this to make any sense whatever, you’ll have to refer to the original post DIY Crafting Vacation) We arrived at Grandma and Grandpa’s place day before yesterday, after a grueling 12 hours of travel– me, the Babe, and the Toddler (sans Papa, who is busily studying for finals). I must have done something right in a past life (maybe even this one) ‘cuz they were both angels. It was absolutely everything you could hope for traveling with two kiddos two and under. Of course, it could just as easily have gone the other way. You know kids. Everything’s peachy…
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