Citron-ing

Someday I'm going to write a pattern for a pretty but quick shawl or scarf. It's going to be a knitted hug. Until then, I'm doing Citron for a friend's wife. She needs a hug.

The yarn is Jaggerspun laceweight, size 9 needles. I want to sleep with this stuff. Seriously.

Tomorrow? I'll post about CT Sheep and Wool...if I can pull my head out of the baby cave long enough.

Ooopsie!

On April 11th, my blog turned 4. YAY! Happy birthday blog!

I think back to the stuff I knit, the crap I wrote....I've come a long way.

I'm coming along on the cormo cardigan. The back and one side are done, and I have only a small amount to do on the other side. Thankfully, I knit this from the bottom up in one piece, then split for the fronts. I think if I had to knit 3 pieces it never would be done.

And I also started Citron, for no better reason than the fact that I'm obviously insane.

I'm apparently also lazy. If you look, I'm knitting the shawl and the sweater from the same ball of yarn. I just didn't have it in me to wind another ball and I had started the Citron before running out of yarn for the sweater front. It's working for me so far.

And for those keeping track, I bought the shoes but sent them back. They were way, WAY too tight on my Fred Flintstone feet. Foot fat is never a good thing to show, folks.

And in a moment of mommy pity, I ordered the stroller. I LOVE this thing. It is exactly what I wanted. And funny, it makes me want to go for walks around the neighborhood now.

Change Starts with Me.

One of the things I love most about Hubs is the way he objectively views the world. I tend to let out-of-my-control things bother me more than he does, (perhaps its a gender thing?) he tends not to get overemotional about the little things in life. For me, other people's pain triggers something in me. For Hubs, its just a learning experience for the person going through the pain. Not that he's callus about it, but he thinks that there's nothing that he can do, so why let it bother him.

Hubs doesn't really get bent out of shape for many things. But when he brought up a story that he read online, about a group of people protesting at a US soldier's funeral, the subsequent trial and retrial of the group's leader and the court's decision, I could tell that he really wanted to load up the can of whoop-ass on this "church" and go to town. To tell you the truth, I didn't believe that it was real, but after doing some research online, it is.

Despicable.

I'm all for freedom of speech. I'm all for freedom of religion. But I'm against hate. Yes, this group is protected by the constitution. We all are. But there's constitutional and there's doing what's respectful and right. This group is neither respectful nor right.

I can't stop them, but I can show support to our service men and women overseas. I signed up to adopt a service person over the weekend and I'm already in touch with him. It's a quick and painless process.

I went to www.adoptaussoldier.org and filled out the info needed. They verified my email address and within 48 hours I had the email address and snail mail address of my adoptee, along with some general personal info about him.

I can get as involved as I want to be- I can email him, send him mail or care packages.

I am totally pumped to do this.

I can't change the actions of others, but I can change my actions.

Anyone else interested in signing up??

I Like Laundry.

It's been an interesting couple of days here. Hubs is working his butt off, including meetings, dinners, etc., which is wonderful for our bank account. But it means that I don't get a break. The Baby has been going through something- growth spurt, teething, mental illness- I don't know. He's been a manic baby, happy one second, whining or crying the next, unless he's on me. There's nothing "wrong" with him...no fever, no runny nose. I have no idea what's going on, but he also hasn't been sleeping as much as he used to.

Sigh.

Babies should come with a manual and a troubleshooting guide.

Anyways, I have some progress on the knitting.

The cormo cardigan has a front...at least on one side. Still loving it. I might have to start collecting Foxhill Farms cormo worsted weight with this year's round of fiber fests. Yes, it's that delish.

I'm also cruising on the Pentagon Pullover. I made a mistake while drinking wine and knitting in front of friends, but even with that frogging session, I'm still moving right along with it.

And say hello to my new toys. Every housewife's dream. Brand spankin' new washer and dryer. (Ok, I will admit that most housewife's dream would be a housekeeper, but this is a close second.)

I never thought that I'd actually enjoy laundry or be able to keep up with it. These Maytag Bravos machines ROCK! I was able to fit a king size duvet cover along with a regular load from my old washer in these things. My whites have never looked better. Some reviews have said that clothes come out tangled and wrinkled. My first load did. I figured out immediately that you can't fill them too much. Since there's no center agitator thingy, clothes need room to spin and cycle. Stuffing the machine makes it impossible for it to do that. Now I make sure that things aren't loaded too tightly and so far, problem solved. These machines are idiot proof- you turn a dial and *blamo* things get clean. I love these machines!!