The Christmas Sweatshop is officially open! I knitted up my first teensy weensy raglan sweater ornament today*. One down, two dozen to go!
Several years ago, I ambitiously set out to crochet, starch, and mount (on black “silk” fabric and encased in a picture frame) 3 dozen snowflakes.
As if that wasn’t enough, I added a couple scarves, two stuffed animals, and a bookmark to boot. While I did succeed, my poor hands and wrists needed about 2 months to recuperate. I took a break from the Christmas knitting last year and only knitted Hubby a pair of socks (he gets a pair for every gift-giving holiday). This year, it’s back to work.
I had a lovely skein of Knit Picks’ Stroll in “Dusk” leftover from Hubby’s birthday socks. I’ll (hopefully) be using up the whole thing on dozens of sweater ornaments. I need to get my hands on some snowflake sequins or beads to embellish them and some smallish gauge wire to twist into clothes hangers. All in all, I foresee spending between $7 and $10 for 20-30 presents. Not too shabby! Once I get on my computer, I’ll add the link for the pattern I’m using and maybe a picture or two (if you’re lucky).
*If you’re not on Ravelry, you can find the pattern here by going to “The Patterns” and selecting “Cheers”.
**Edited to add said photo and links.
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Hubby and I used to go out quite a bit. It wasn’t ever anything super exciting, but a movie, dinner, window shopping, or hiking is always nice. Until Stuart arrived. He’s our West Highland White Terrier. Stuart is the biggest cry baby. Ever. So much so that we weren’t able to leave him alone because he would bark and howl loud enough to disturb the neighbors (ahh, the joys of apartment living). We tried a bunch of different tactics. Crating was a disaster. Going in and out a million times a day to get him used to it didn’t work. Giving treats when we left was pointless. He gets so upset that he refuses to eat.
Recently, we invested in a bark collar. I felt bad about it at first, until I remembered that I’ve been kept hostage by this puppy for a year and a half. Then I didn’t care so much. The collar seemed to work, but he was always in a panic about it and acted very dramatic when I came back home. Hubby came up with the idea of adopting a kitten to keep Stu company. Seriously. His sister’s friend had a litter of kittens she needed to find homes for and Hubby wanted one. Let me start off by saying that I’m not a cat person, okay? I have no idea what I’m doing when it comes to felines. We got the kitty 2 weeks ago and I requested that he be named Bogart (I LOVE classic movies). Stu and Bogie are the best of friends and spend their days wrestling, playing tag, and napping on the bed. While Stu still needs the bark collar, I feel like he’s not quite as upset when we leave him.
But Bogart… Oh boy. This kitten gets into EVERYTHING! He’s scratching and biting anything he can find (including me). Even though he has a perfectly lovely scratching post, he keeps messing with the couch anyway. I’m really glad we didn’t splurge and buy the leather sofa! At least this micro fiber fabric is holding up. Kittens seem to need 24/7 entertainment and if you don’t provide that for them, they find it for themselves… and your belongings pay the price. Another issue: cats like yarn. I’ve resorted to knitting standing up and it’s not very comfortable.
PS: As I type this, Bogart did the biggest stinkiest poo EVER. Literally, the entire apartment smells like diarrhea. Lovely. AND at the same time, Stuart ran under the tv console and puked… repeatedly. I need to open some windows and get the rug cleaner out. *sigh*
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Yesterday, Hubby and I went to Bed, Bath, & Beyond to buy a wedding gift. The customer service counter had a line (as usual). An older woman in front of us was trying to return what looked like a shower curtain liner. The sales associate was having a rather difficult time getting this shower curtain liner to scan. Finally, she asked the associate next to her for help. This girl looked at the package and announced that they didn’t sell that brand. The woman had brought it to the wrong store. Sure, I wanted to laugh, but my first thought was: Gee, I hope that’s not me in 40 years. I mean, I’m ditzy enough as it is.
I’ve been on Blogger for awhile now, but haven’t been all that active lately. I’m hoping a change of scenery will inspire me to post more interesting (and uninteresting) stuff. I would have just made a new Blogger address, but all the normal names have been taken. For instance, I tried saracrafts.blogspot…. but someone already took it and made one whopping post back in 2008 or something. So then I tried saracancraft.blogspot… same story. One post back in 2008 in which the author idealistically talks about starting their brand new blog and about all the things they are going to write about. I won’t even go into how many different variations of “Happy Housewife” I tried.
Anyway, this is just a test to see if I’ve figured this whole WordPress thing out. I do like that WP has an app for my Blackberry. Maybe that will keep me motivated and posting. Maybe.