Archive for January, 2008


bye bye my love

January 30, 2008

bye bye my love

Originally uploaded by jiva

I got home to find his front leg limp like the back leg was before. It was cold, and numb. We rushed to the vets and he said the best thing for him not to suffer was to leave us. We knew he had a heart condition and the medicines were helping before but this time they were not. Even if we did keep him alive it would be only to happen again. We left him at the vets at 7pm this evening. I’m still a bit numb but it was best for him.

I will miss him. The best cat ever.


one week to go

January 30, 2008

before I exit my twenties. Meep! I don’t wanna, you cant make me be an adult or responsible or old.

The cable heart socks have been gifted to their new life partner. I’m sad to see them go but now I know the yarn felts I’ve got enough to make another pair.

all in all little to report, so many things to do, and getting nowhere. I feel strange today quite melancholy.


poo damn blast and other similar words of smite

January 28, 2008

yet again. I made something for myself and ruined it. Well not completely ruined just shrunk my cable heart cascade socks. They say on the ball band, machine washable at 30. I forgot to change the machine setting, now I have socks still. They are still very beautiful but now they will not fit me. I’m a UK size 6/7 now they will fit a UK 4/5. They look stunning felted, they are thick and toasty and like bed socks now. Just they dont fit me. Boo! Wail! le grand annoyance.

So I suppose they are up for dibbs*… I’m wondering if it should be friend, family, or random commenter. Just to prove I never fully got around to writing out the whole pattern Cable heart cascade chart. Go knock yourselves out, I’m sure you can all make ones even nicer than I did.

lets have one last look at those socks before they turned in to felted bed socks for small people…

Now you can see why I’m not promising myself any knitting for my own wedding. It would be disastrous.

*shout loud and proud. do you want them? tell me why..


one afternoon rose

January 27, 2008

wired ready for a bouquet. I’ve trimmed it up a little since then and it could do with a bit of needling all over to neaten it up. As a first try at what my bouquet will have inside I’m quite happy with it.

I’ve started a new pair of socks as requested but they appear to be taking twice as many rows as usual to fill each inch.

The party was a bit manic but great fun. There must have been over 50 people in my brothers house all at the same time, most of them under 2 foot tall.

Then the parking nightmare that was our driveway. Cannot be bothered with moaning about it now. lets just say our neighbours are idiots and are unaware of the law of access.


too much choice, and not enough inspiration

January 25, 2008

So here is the most part of my stash. Click on the image to go to the flickr page, it has notes on most of the images and also links underneath to the original images, which in some cases have even more notes.

Now i have all this stash for a reason. To knit with it. Except my inspiration has gone. I do love fondling all of it but I still want that hat scarf and gloves for myself. I’m just not quite sure what to start on, which yarn, which pattern. I am bereft of knitting mojo and it hurts. Please help, send patterns and consider that my fingers are going stiff with boredom the longer you take to make a comment.

I do owe my blog some images of the fluff that I got from yoyo the other day. The issue and my fair excuse for it not appearing yet is that I go to work and get home in darkness. By the time I’m home or before I leave for work its still not nice enough to take quality photos of the fluff to do it justice. Hopefully this weekend will give me the time and achieve this. Also as the knitting mojo has left me and decided to shack up with kate moss (god damn I hate her for even trying knitting) which is just so unfair! Please, she gets the looks, the money, the shape and the knitting? Still I’m rather happy knowing I’ve not got some of the notches on my bed post that shes got. Give or take Johnny Depp of course.

Anyway, we have a birthday party to attend on Saturday for the twins. That will be fun and also one we will attend late so we dont have 4 hours of dealing with around 10 to 20 2 year olds. Apart from that I would like to try and dedicate my weekend to felting and flower progress. At least that is something I can do that ms Moss can not. Ha take that! In your face! because I’m the better person

oh yes.



January 23, 2008

Alyson has done me proud. Cant talk now, will update later. Box arrived at work. ITS FRABULOUS

boss is in today, AV guy, and loads to do… just too excited about a box of fluff and yarn. Beautiful beautiful FLUFF!


love and hate of the knit

January 21, 2008

Happy birthday to my big brother. Poor fella has the most depressing day of the year as his birthday. How unfair is that?

The cable heart cascade socks are finished all bar blocking and ends. I love them and I hate them at the same time. My challenge was to get them to knee highs and use up a whole ball of yarn. It did not happen. I got half way up the calf and had to rip back 4 rows, or 5 rows and at one point 11 rows. Not once did it work, the pattern became wonky or far too ambitious for my talents. Then finally I bit it and realised, I’d never ever wear them as knee highs anyway and ripped back the whole 3 to 4 inches and back to the ankle. I’ve left in the heel twist at the back and done 10 rows of ribbing and cast off. Then I hid them in the back of my knitting back to be dealt with mere moments before I want to wear them. Then it may just feel like an achievement instead of a cheats way out.

I wanted to cast on and get the love and buzz back for knitting. I set myself a few rules which completely scuppered any way of being able to fall in love again with something new. I need a hat scarf and gloves. Therefore I should knit myself some, what else would a knitter do? Then I set another rule, I want them to match. Then another rule, Save the nice yarn.. The stuff that is still in skein is almost all ear marked, too beautiful to bind up in to a cake yet, make sure its still there and saved for very special and try and use up some of the stash thats ready to knit.

I hate myself for it, I tied myself in to a position that meant I cast on for around 10 items yesterday and all of them were ripped out by the time I realised it was not quite what I want, anything from two rows on a hat brim (cast on of 120st)to 15 rows in to a scarf. Le bugger, and Le sigh, and Le arse, Le hurumph. Thats one way to go to bed not satisfied.

Saturday was more productive. Scotty and I met up with mum and dad at B&Q the local hardware emporium. We managed to get most of what we wanted like light bulbs including some quite stunning wall paper samples that would be just perfect scaled down to make invites.

Mum and I went to the dress maker and decided on a few things. The dress now will not start until April time. This gives me time to loose a few extra lb’s. Which amazingly without trying for the first time in my life, the lb’s seem to be hoofing out the back door without even saying good bye or waiting for me to kick them on the way out. I weighed myself this morning, I’m 4lb’s less than the last time I bragged about loosing weight on here. I do tend to weigh myself in the morning (the once in the blue moon when I do) which means its less than the rest of the day, but today I also had a towel on my head a a soppy wet mound of hair which is good for a couple of lb’s. Achievement!

Another aside, I had the most exasperating visit to John Lewis yesterday. I went to spend some vouchers, got wound up. Almost screamed and strangled several old ladies and promptly exploded and aimed it at Scotty when I left the vouchers at home. I struggle shopping with “men” as a whole at the best of times. I cant stand them wondering off and being non committal, and un-supportive and totally unaware that I was about to panic and scream and slap someone for stopping in my path AGAIN making me nearly fall over the old biddy that just cant walk in a straight line. I know it sounds a little highly strung but… yeah but, I’m nice, I’m calm in shops on my own but if I have to guide a man to help me spend shared christmas money I need his help. Not for him to stand around waiting for me to guide him through furnature, people and stuff that would not interest even me unless I needed it. That said we understand how it works, next time we split the vouchers and I’ll go and get useful stuff and send him to ogle technology.

Still, just to clear all this up, I do hate moaning especially here. I hate doing it myself and I have little time for moaners out there in the real world. Please feel free to virtual slap me in to touch via comment.