Follow the link to the contest…
duh, follow this link to the new blog.
Because I’m indecisive this way…I’m starting a new blog. I haven’t decided if I will move the entries here to there yet. At this time I’m leaning towards no. Ravelry has provided a nifty way of keeping track of what projects you start/finish/scrap etc.
I will get a chance to redo my tags in a much more orderly way rather than the way it is currently. I rarely refer to them at this time now.
The why is easy, because dragonknit has not really fit me. I’ve hoped that it would. I wanted to find something that held the essence of me and included knitting. I am very fond of dragons, it’s my astrological sign, and well, it just didn’t fit the way I wanted it to. I leave all of my comments as taelixev and it seems more fitting since I’ve sort of adopted it to myself. In my weird journey of figuring out who I am and what I want to be this is yet just another step.
For those who wonder about the name, it’s pronounced tae-lee-zev and not tae-licks-ev. Oddly enough I do get asked that at times.
So here’s to going forward. See you guys on the other side, stop and say hi!
…yes you can make yourself sick from over thinking.
…stitches suck and are itchy.
…I don’t have stitches from over thinking.
…I’m going to take a lace class. I think. I’m shy. Crap. I hate going in public and I hate staying at home. Guess it means I’m going. Of all the things in this world I get, it’s knitting and fibery related things. Now if I could only figure out a way to make 100k a year doing that I’d be set.
…I need to go out more.
…I still don’t know what to make of people. (Hi, here is my basket, it is full.)
…you have to open the door and then close the door to get from one room to the other. (At least this is the rumor I’ve heard. No you can’t come over this afternoon. Not until I move some boxes.)
…your stash box growls at you (ok, it was the acrylic boxes that did this, the fine fancy yarn purred at me and whimpered a little.)
…you can use your stash boxes as furniture.
…you do use your stash boxes as furniture.
…you make excuses for your stash boxes. (Those are not stash boxes, those are life sized Legos.)
…you are convinced that you have 6 stash boxes. (Whaddya mean there are 9? There’s sock yarn in two of those and that doesn’t count).
…when you’re single like me and think to yourself that you ought to borrow one of your friend’s husbands to talk some reason into your stash amount.
…when your friend’s husband offers to do this all on his own accord after you tell him about your stash.
…when your single male friends look at you like it would be a fate worse than death to tell a woman how to manage their stash amount.
…when your male friends suggest that if you haven’t touched it in 6 months you should throw it out.
…when you haven’t called your male friend who suggested that in 6 months.
…when you decide, single is good, why on Earth would you need anyone telling you how to manage your stash.
…when your son starts listing off all of the colors in another language. (Ok, this one doesn’t really count, it was just really cute. I couldn’t figure out what the heck he was doing until I recognized one of the words he said. This actually could count as a positive, teach your kids colors!)
…your friends suggest that you could open a yarn store.
…your friends seriously suggest that you do open a yarn store.
…you realize they might be right.
…your friends offer to “adopt” your yarn.
…it then dawns on you, they aren’t kidding.
So, I don’t gauge things. Unless they’re sweaters. I know I should. I just don’t. I think I’m allergic or something.
I’ve finished one glove. I need to weave in the ends. I’m debating on if I should just send this off to Gimion or if I should wait until I’m done with the second. I’m also wondering why I’m knitting things for people I’ve met once and talked to via chat a lot. Sounds sort of weird eh? I’ll probably start the second one soon.
Not bad, first time doing cables in an actual completed project since I learned how to knit.
At lunch today I thought I saw a truck that said “Giardia” on it. I was wrong and I didn’t take a picture because I was wrong. I did however think that that was an awfully odd truck and was slightly worried about the lunch I had just picked up. It, however was a bank truck and I am a woman who apparently can’t read well when hungry.
This is my Nerf gun. It is broken and I will be dissecting it soon to see what its issue is. It is a picture and it’s taking up space really. Nerf wars with friends is fun, which is what I did this past weekend. (I also knit on my scarf some, but really that’s sort of boring since it’s the 6th Noro scarf I’ve made and they all sort of look the same.)
Apparently, the screwdriver is too big and I will be needing to acquire a skinnier phillips head before I dissect the Nerf gun.
I have a ton of stuff. This has become apparently clear to me very recently. I’ve always known this, but now it’s at the fore front of my head. I realize I will be needing to move my stuff soon. So how do I pare down? This is the trouble I am having because I love my stuff. Do you have a hard time getting rid of that ugly old vase that your mother gave you? I do. Sigh. I really need to review very carefully if I do need 6 vases when no one ever buys me flowers. Or my 5 purses when I don’t even carry one. What I want to do is have a garage sale, but that seems silly because when am I going to find the time or place to do that?
This is my issue. Any suggestions?
I love mail in all its forms, well except for junk mail I suppose. Awhile back I won a contest for having the closest guess to yardage on some handspun that Lykkefanten had spun. I can’t thank Lykkefanten enough. This cheered me up so much! I really needed it.
I’ve been having some stress lately due to circumstances out of my control and some poor planning on my part. The toll of that however has been causing me a lot of worry, a lot of stress, a lot of a lot of things. This however made me smile. The chocolate and licorice was fantastic! Thing 1 and Thing 2 especially like sharing that with me.
I am not sure what I will knit out of the 100% alpaca hand spun. I’m excited pondering it over. It’s so soft and it smells wonderful.
There’s a batt of fiber that she included as well that looks beautiful and I look forward to starting on that.
Thank you again. ^.^
Here is the mitt and it’s to be thumb opening (at the top, the red yarn). I still can’t figure out if this is going the way I think it’s supposed to. In theory it make sense. In theory I should have put the tails to the scrap yarn on the outside. I’ll fix that later. In theory lots of things work out, although I do know that theories don’t always go the way you plan them.
You can read a pattern over (and over and over) and suddenly it makes sense. I don’t know why, I’ve been puzzling over it about a week now, but now it makes sense and I will be able to proceed. (Taking and posting pictures is a completely different task.)