After the excesses of Christmas, our budget was rather depleted and we were feeling the pinch. My husband and I decided to tighten our belts and start saying NO to ourselves instead of "yes yes yes" to whatever we wanted. I vowed to go on a yarn-buying fast. Dh asked, "Do you have enough yarn to last you for a while?" Ah, sweet innocent. Apparently he has not found all of my stashing locations. I admittedly breezily that I had enough for a year. (Probably three years. Don't tell him.) This was immediately after Christmas.
Well, his parents came to town this past weekend. I grabbed my m-i-l and we escaped (no baby! no children whatsoever!) to the library and the yarn shop. Exciting, I know. But it was the first time I had been to my LYS since October. (In November I bought yarn off etsy. haha) They had just received January's Dream in Color shipment and I wanted to check it out in person. I decided to pass on the DiC, but somehow I left with 2 skeins of Cherub DK, 2 skeins of autunno in rainforest, and a Kollage kit that had been clearanced (Feed your creativity #13). Oh and a set of 8" bamboo dpns for a hat I'm making for Ace. The 6" metal dpns were too slippy and I was losing stitches left and right.
The shop might even have inspired my m-i-l to pick up needles again after umpteen years. She saw a wrap she wants to make.
My husband rightly teased me for my weakness. But I'm back on the fast, I swear. I really don't need ANY more yarn.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
I made One-Cable Mitts for my friend for Christmas. ...And I finished them on the 26th. So basically I'm a bad friend. My husband was not around and I needed to give them to my friend, so I handed the camera to my 5-year-old and asked her to take a pic. This is what she took. And then she handed the camera back and refused to take any more. "It's too heavy!" she proclaimed. Later my husband asked that I not give the 5-year-old the really expensive camera ever again. Blah blah blah funwrecker.
Anyway so after E refused to assist me, I decided to take some pictures myself. How hard could it be? I thought. Answer: very hard. Look at these jokes:
Moral of the story: Wait until husband can take pictures for me. I suck at self-photography.
But my friend likes the mitts. :D