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I love to knit.  I also needlepoint, crochet and scrapbook, but knitting is a passion of mine and I'm glad to be back in the throes of it.

I will post my projects as I'm doing them and once they are completed.  Pull up a chair, grab a cup of whatever you drink and welcome to my blog.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://zoesmomdebbie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://zoesmomdebbie.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21152984/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>zoesmomdebbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01623259605873946710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAz28B8FGQo/SeuD9XFv-pI/AAAAAAAAACY/2Eepe-jrAl8/S220/zoe+%26+deb+new+hope.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/KnittingThroughLife" /><feedburner:info uri="knittingthroughlife" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UCRH0_cSp7ImA9WxNRFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21152984.post-6656388450329274532</id><published>2009-09-09T17:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T17:21:05.349-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-09T17:21:05.349-04:00</app:edited><title>Okay, okay, so I've been gone a really long time...</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zoesmom/3905053146/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3473/3905053146_7a37bbcc06_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/zoesmom/3905053146/"&gt;What the heck is this????&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/zoesmom/"&gt;Don't Quit Your Dye Job&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But I have a reasonable and rational excuse.  You know how sometimes people just say, "Oh, time just got away from me...". Well, in my case, that's the truth.  I've had an extremely rough spring and summer.  In fact, I spent, literally, half the summer in the hospital.  I don't want to go into all the gory details, but after a month in the hospital, I came home able to walk, but unable to lift my leg up steps so I could not even get into my own house under my own steam.  Recovery was a bear for about a week, but after that, it has been completely smooth sailing, I'm happy to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I could do very little, I enjoyed laying in my hospital bed in the middle of my living room, relaxing and knitting up a storm.  In between knitting and watching TV, I did have visits from a visiting nurse, a home health aide and a physical therapist.  I have to tell you, I CANNOT STAND the thought of being dependent on others, however, if I have to be dependent on others, I could not have chosen better people than the ones that surround me in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the help of my good friends Roy and Ilene, who ran over if I just needed help lifting my leg from step to step, but also brought food and clothing (shorts) so that I could have something to wear in my very swollen state.  My friend Mary drove right over with a bag of clothes so I had something loose to wear.  She also knew my distress about not being able to get up from certain heights (like my couch and my toilet) without assistance, and saved my life by bringing me a commode that raised up the height of my toilet.  Peeing independently is a wonderful thing!  My friends Frances, Laurie and Linda came over for an afternoon of lunch (yum!) and knitting in my yard;  I had angels come in my house while I was in the hospital and they cleaned the house and did my wash (who could ask for better than that?) and then there were my in-laws, Al and Karen.  Now most people, when they think of in-laws, get a feeling of dread.  I, on the other hand, am so incredibly fortunate to have these two people in my life.  Not only do they run over here at the drop of a hat when I need them, but these two wonderful people took my daughter for the entire time I was in the hospital, took her to camp, took her to the pool club, out to dinners, to a show, and kept her calm and content while we were going through this very scary time.  I owe them more than I can ever repay and love them both to pieces.  Everyone needs people like this in their lives and I am so fortunate to have friends and family like this surrounding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, here's this picture that looks like a puddle of knitting.  Any clue what it is?  C'mon... take a guess.  I'm not going to tell you until my next post (and who knows when THAT will be, hahahahaha) so try and figure it out.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Start Bravenet.com Service Code --&gt;
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Do you knit, crochet, or do both? When did you first learn?  I do both, but I don't really enjoy crocheting (possibly because I could only do granny squares and it got boring after a while.  It's also a pain sewing all of those squares together).  I really enjoy knitting and do it every day.  I love the assortment of yarns available and the fabric that knitting makes.  I learned when I was about five or so and did not knit for years, but I have been knitting consistently now for about the past 15 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you like using a particular type of needle or hook? (wood, metal, straight, circular) Is there something you've been wanting to try, or a particular size you always seem to be short on?  I love the Knit Picks Harmony needles and have many of them.  I'd like to try the longer options needles, but not the interchangeables.  I just treated myself to several Addi Lace needles and had them shipped from Germany.  They are excellent!  I am always short of size 8 needles.  I usually have five or six projects going at once and they usually seem to need size 8s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What kind of projects do you enjoy making? Any types you just haven't ever gotten into as much as others?  I love making baby clothes.  They just seem to go so quickly and it's great getting that instant gratification.  I find that I knit in cycles... right now I'm into making lace shawls interspersed with longies and hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's on your needles\hook right now? What's your oldest UFO (unfinished object)?  On my needles currently are a shawl for my daughter's teacher, a pair of longies, the start of a blanket and I'm about to start a sweater for my brother-in-law so I can have it in time for his birthday.  My oldest unfinished object is a sweater for my daughter that I started when she was 3 and has outgrown years ago (because she's now 12).  Obviously, if it ever gets finished, it will be for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What are your favorite types of yarns? Any you're allergic too, or just hate working with? Anything in particular you've been dying to try?  My all time favorite yarn is 100 Pure Wool from Uruguay.  I am not allergic to anything, but I dislike working with acrylic.  I would love to try Socks That Rock.  I just have not gotten around to ordering any yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What sort of colors do you love in yarns? Brights? Pastels? More muted colors? Variegated? Are there any you can't stand?  I love variegated colors, jewel tones, earth tones, the brighter, the better.  I'm not a fan of pastels or baby colors.  I pretty much like most colors, EXCEPT bright orange or yellow.  I dye a lot of my own yarns and enjoy that very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About coffee and chocolate...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you prefer caffeinated or not?  decaf for me please... can't handle the caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Whole bean or ground? For what type of pot or press?  I use single serve packets for my single serve coffee maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going out to coffee shops like Starbucks? What are some of your favorites? I don't particularly care of Starbucks.  I think their coffee is exceedingly strong or they just burn it.  And let's not mention the cost factor.  They are so expensive it's ridiculous.  I love coffee in diners and Dunkin' Donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  What kinds of chocolate or candy do you like?  Is there anything you won't eat?  I love all things chocoloate, vanilla and caramel.  I would never eat coconut.  My favorite candy (currently, because it changes often) is Twizzlers multicolored package. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All about YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have other hobbies like spinning or scrapbooking?  I did scrapbooking religiously when my daughter was born and right through her fifth birthday and then I let it go.  I should pick it up again because it seems as if her life stopped when I stopped scrapbooking, hahahahaha.  I like to make my own stitch markers.  I dye my own yarns and then knit one-of-a-kind garments from that.  I read voraciiously and absolutely love www.paperbackswap.com .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you collect anything?  Books.  I buy them as my authors write and then I throw them on my "to be read" shelf in my living room.  That shelf is 18' long and now is lined double deep with books waiting to be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What sort of scents do you enjoy? Any difference in what you like for your house versus what you like for your body?  I love the smell of vanilla for both my house and my body. I also love citrus smells for both.  My favorite perfume scent is Elizabeth Arden's Red Door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you allergic to anything? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you on Ravelry? What's your ID? Yes, it should be dontquityourdyejob but it ran out of space, so it's dontquityourdyej.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Start Bravenet.com Service Code --&gt;
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Visited Hawaii &lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Watched a meteor shower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Been to Disneyland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Climbed a mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Held a praying mantis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Sang a solo&lt;/strong&gt; i karaoke counts&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;Adopted a child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;Had food poisoning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;Had a pillow fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;Hitch hiked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;Built a snow fort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;Held a lamb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping (nah, I'd scare too many people, hahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a Marathon&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;Seen a total eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;strong&gt;Been on a cruise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;strong&gt;Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;strong&gt;Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;/strong&gt; (I'm assuming Cos Cob counts)&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;strong&gt;Seen an Amish community&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;strong&gt;Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;/strong&gt; for a brief, shining moment&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;strong&gt;Sung karaoke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. &lt;strong&gt;Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;strong&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;strong&gt;Been transported in an ambulance&lt;/strong&gt; (too many times)&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;strong&gt;Gone deep sea fishing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;51. &lt;strong&gt;Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;/strong&gt; (with dolphins)&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;strong&gt;Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;strong&gt;Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. &lt;strong&gt;Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt; (ah, those were the days!)&lt;br /&gt;55. &lt;strong&gt;Been in a movie &lt;/strong&gt;(how about was on TV six times?)&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;57. &lt;strong&gt;Started a business &lt;/strong&gt; (3 of them)&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;61. &lt;strong&gt;Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;/strong&gt; (though I never was a girl scout)&lt;br /&gt;62. &lt;strong&gt;Gone whale watching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. &lt;strong&gt;Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;67. &lt;strong&gt;Bounced a check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;69. &lt;strong&gt;Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. &lt;strong&gt;Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. &lt;strong&gt;Eaten Caviar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;br /&gt;73. &lt;strong&gt;Stood in Times Square&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. &lt;strong&gt;Toured the Everglades&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br /&gt;77. &lt;strong&gt;Broken a bone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. &lt;strong&gt;Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. &lt;strong&gt;Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;82. &lt;strong&gt;Bought a brand new car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. &lt;strong&gt;Walked in Jerusalem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. &lt;strong&gt;Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt; (and Newsweek Magazine)&lt;br /&gt;85. &lt;strong&gt;Read the entire Bible&lt;/strong&gt; (assigned reading in college)&lt;br /&gt;86. &lt;strong&gt;Visited the White House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;strong&gt;Had chickenpox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone’s life&lt;br /&gt;90. &lt;strong&gt;Sat on a jury&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. &lt;strong&gt;Met someone famous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. &lt;strong&gt;Joined a book club&lt;/strong&gt; (see &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paperbackswap.com/index.php?n=6"&gt;paperbackswap&lt;/a&gt; link above!)&lt;br /&gt;93. &lt;strong&gt;Lost a loved one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby&lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br /&gt;96. 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First I let my picture trail account go, so I know I've got to coordinate all the missing pictures on my blog and I just haven't felt like doing that.  Then, with my health issues (for those of you that don't know, I need a kidney) and I've been slightly overwhelmed going for the seemingly endless medical tests necessary to see if I even qualify for the transplant (I do.  Except for my needing a kidney, apparently I am exceedingly healthy).  Then I opened a new flcker account to house my photos, but my wonderful kidlet went and "accidentally" broke BOTH of my digital cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the type of mom I am, I took all the monetary gifts that she got over the holidays, added a few more bucks of my own, and bought myself a new Olympus that seems very easy to use, but now my Sandisk cards from the old cameras do NOT fit in the new one.  Damn, damn, double damn.  I have to see if I can upload the photos from the old disks and then I'll be offering the two or three disks I have to the wonderful photographers in my family.  For the time being, my blog shall be photoless in the upcoming posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what have I been doing (other than running back and forth to doctors and dialysis)?  C'mon, you have to know... it's my middle name now...  yup, yup, knitting up a storm.  I've even decided to try my hand at designing arm warmers.  I can't wait to get pictures to show you. I love them.  Why arm warmers, you may ask...?  Well, in New Jersey, we've had, so far, a very cold winter.  And since my anemia will not let up, I'm always cold, dreadfully cold, particularly my arms and hands.  Arm warmers are important to my mental well being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly enough (for those of you that know me, this is a laugh alert), I've even gotten back to cooking.  Where we used to eat out four or five nights a week, we have taken to staying home and (shock of shocks) I cook.  Now, we're not talking gourmet meals here, but I'm definitely doing foods that my sweet girl loves (think macaroni and cheese, lasagna, baked ziti, tuna &amp; macaroni, steak and potatoes, etc.)  I was even considering turkey with fixings after speaking to my sister about her to-die-for specialty, but I beat that idea back into submission... I don't think I'm quite ready for that yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have, since the beginning of the year, finished Karen's Central Park Hoodie, knit several hats, am almost finished with my designing of the arm warmers, have finished three pair of longies that carried over from last year, and am going to start a scarf next.  I haven't knit a scarf in about 20 years.  I want to make myself a hooded scarf so that the back of my neck, where the air gets into the neck of my coat, is protected.  Not bad on the number of completed projects already, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I thought of making a resolution to write more frequently on the blog, but I did that last year and we all see how well that went, so this year my resolution is no more resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to catch you again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Start Bravenet.com Service Code --&gt;
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Heavy picture post ahead</title><content type="html">Okay, I finally got to upload off my camera. Don't ask why, I've been doing this for years now, but it always gives me fits, so when I get around to it, I'm usually uploading 200+ pictures at a time and it takes forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my brother Marc, his deck, his fence, his beautiful yard and a gorgeous day, I think the pictures are "post worthy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the pictures of the purses that Gypsy knit from my stash. I'm posting them here and then I'll establish the etsy store so I have somewhere to get them out to the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think of them. All comments are most welcome and, please, if you don't like them for some reason, please, please feel free to say so. We're all about honest opinions here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2781971095_82b88edb1e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2781971095_82b88edb1e_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3050/2782828532_77b38d8b6f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3050/2782828532_77b38d8b6f_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3157/2781971161_d4dd983320_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3157/2781971161_d4dd983320_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3289/2782828612_95529db926_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3289/2782828612_95529db926_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3205/2782828658_2e2478a596_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3205/2782828658_2e2478a596_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/2781971317_f82f2cca10_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/2781971317_f82f2cca10_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3131/2781971351_a15244246b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3131/2781971351_a15244246b_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3151/2782828766_d2aa414ea2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3151/2782828766_d2aa414ea2_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3138/2782828814_e750ff346d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3138/2782828814_e750ff346d_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3065/2781971619_110a3256c0_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3065/2781971619_110a3256c0_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3287/2781971493_fa0cec94ef_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3287/2781971493_fa0cec94ef_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3108/2782828944_de20da620a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3108/2782828944_de20da620a_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Start Bravenet.com Service Code --&gt;
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I've been spending a lot of time in Mamma Mia land and loving every minute of most of the songs, so I decided to put them on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite some time since I've written.  Two months to be exact.  Man, how fast the summer has gone, no?  I've been knitting non-stop and my dyeing of my yarns has suffered because of it, but I just got some canning jars to experiment with dip dyeing and I plan to start on that very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed a very long skein (the width of my living room) last week and I was going to post it to show you, but I couldn't resist the call to start knitting with it, so it's already on my needles.  I'm making a pair of baby longies (don't know why they're called that, since they are really just a pair of small pants, but okay, I go with the flow.)  I'm going to call them my punkin patch pants because the colors scream out fall and pumpkins.  They are yellow, a light orangey squash color and a deeper pumpkin color.  They were supposed to be reds and pinks with a dash of bright yellow, but sometimes there's no accounting for how things will look when they get rinsed after they dyepot.  I love the way the colors came out, though, and am very happy with the way they are working up.  I'll get a picture of them up once I'm through knitting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the knitting front, I'm thinking of opening an Etsy store.  My sister has been shopping in my stash for a while and went home with some pretty fabulous yarns.  After about six weeks, she returned them to me in the form of nine assorted sized/shaped handbags, and even a bag perfect for a sports bottle.  I'm going to make a store to sell her creations. It amazes me constantly what someone can do without patterns, just from having an idea in their head.  My sister is one creative chickadee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we spent this past weekend at my brother's house (my most adorable twin, that is), I took all of the bags out onto his back deck (that he built himself) and humg them from his wall, using the wall and his rear garden as my backdrop.  I'm very pleased with the pictures and will post them shortly (just have to get them off my disk and I have to recharge my camera in order to do that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always so great spending time with my brother and my family.  I come from some great stock and love the way we interact together.  My daughter had a great time seeing her older cousins and hanging out with the guys.  We love being upstate.  It's just so relaxing and the best part is always being with family.  I want my daughter to understand and know the importance of how much family means.  I'm happy to say she's really getting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love taking road trips too.  From the minute we get in the car until we get where we're going, we're singing and talking the whole way.  As she's getting older, she's expressing herself so much better and in the most interesting ways.  She can certainly be a challenge, but she is rather interesting and funny too.  She's great to hang around with.  And the bonus is, I get to hear her sing.  All the time.  In the car, in the house, in the shower, out the window... it doesn't matter.  If the tune is in her head, it's out her mouth.  There's nothing better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I sit, listening to "Slipping Through My Fingers" with tears running down my face and knowing that in a few years from now, as she passes into adulthood and goes out into the world, I will have all of these wonderful memories of this time we have right now.  It's all good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Start Bravenet.com Service Code --&gt;
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GULP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never knitted something custom before and I've never knitted a vest at all, but that was what he wanted for his son.  My thoughts?  "How long could it take me?"  After all, he's just turning 4.  Even if I make mistakes along the way (I didn't, yay!!!) who would know besides me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took out my guitar and I smashed it against the wall, I smashed it against the floor,... oh, wait, I've got Jim Steinman in my head, let me get back to this vest.  Yeah, the vest.  I took out my knitting needles (hand made ones from Costa Rica, that I think are gorgeous) and pulled out some stash yarn and set about designing a vest for my adorable grandnephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I came up with for the pocket area:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAz28B8FGQo/RuXsViLOj7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/gH1BzO3Evj0/s1600-h/103_2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAz28B8FGQo/RuXsViLOj7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/gH1BzO3Evj0/s320/103_2500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108749207017000882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is another view:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAz28B8FGQo/RuXs0iLOj8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/A5GUROaaJSo/s1600-h/103_2498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kAz28B8FGQo/RuXs0iLOj8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/A5GUROaaJSo/s320/103_2498.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108749739592945602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look at a close-up of the patch I found that I had a good friend hot stamp on fabric for me so I could sew it onto the vest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAz28B8FGQo/RuXtkCLOj9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/WUGglBbPHMo/s1600-h/close-up+of+patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAz28B8FGQo/RuXtkCLOj9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/WUGglBbPHMo/s320/close-up+of+patch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108750555636731858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the back of the collar (that was a little tough for me.  I didn't know how to do this and it came to me in a dream.  Really.  I did not work from a pattern for this and you won't see it anywhere else.  It's mine, all mine, until I give it to Eason).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAz28B8FGQo/RuXuLCLOj-I/AAAAAAAAABE/mxFcArzgUDE/s1600-h/103_2501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kAz28B8FGQo/RuXuLCLOj-I/AAAAAAAAABE/mxFcArzgUDE/s320/103_2501.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108751225651630050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he likes it.  It's made out of wool and camel that I had in my stash.  It was the closest thing I had to the color the vest should be.  It was really fun to design this for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days I have to take notes on what I'm doing so I could possibly duplicate something if I wanted to... ah, well, that's for another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Start Bravenet.com Service Code --&gt;
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I love road trips, don't you?  I'm helping out a friend and going along for the ride.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston is one of my favorite cities and I hope I get to see some of it.  My friend is going in for a small surgery so I'll have some time on my hands.  Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, in my last post I promised some pictures of my finished shawls, so here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you recall, I made four shawls during the period from March through June, and they were all intended for gifts for very special people in my life.  I met my self-imposed deadlines and presented four very wonderful women with the shawls I made them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of the Diane shawl, made from sock yarns that I bought from Beth at  &lt;a href="http://socksthatfit.net/"&gt;Socks That Fit&lt;/a&gt;.  Beth has a gorgeous collection of hand dyed yarns and will dye to your specifications, up to six colors per skein.  Check her out! I chose all the blues that I saw in the ocean in Cancun and she managed to put them into this shawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/269886277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/269886277.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This light blue with yarn overs shawl is a picture of the Linda shawl, made from yarns that I got from &lt;a href="http://www.ddkyarns.com/"&gt;DDK Yarns LLC&lt;/a&gt;, a great internet only yarn vendor.  They have great customer service and they are constantly adding to their stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/269886263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/269886263.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another shawl, the Dina shawl, also made from yarns obtained from &lt;a href="http://www.ddkyarns.com/"&gt;DDK Yarns&lt;/a&gt;.  This pattern is one of my own creations and I just loved the way it came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/269886296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/269886296.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Emily/Isa shawl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647652.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was meant for Emily, but Isa wears it more than her mom does, so I'm in the process of creating yet another Emily shawl.  This next one is being created in &lt;a href="http://www.kauni.com/"&gt;Kauni&lt;/a&gt; yarns, an exquisite yarn that has very long color changes and the changes are so subtle you can barely see when they are coming.  All of a sudden, you realize that the color has shifted.  It's so interesting, I can't wait to get more.  The picture of this shawl is not quite ready yet, but will appear in a future post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on Jaylyn's baby blanket, but I will finish this during the week so that it can be lined and wrapped for the baby shower on the 11th.  Don'tcha love deadlines (self-imposed or otherwise)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you see what's been keeping me so busy.  Can't be blogging if I can't stop knitting, now can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya when I'm back from Boston...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Start Bravenet.com Service Code --&gt;
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My niece is due to give birth in the 3rd week of April and I was rushing like mad to finish her gift.  Guess what?  I did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to understand, I adore my nephew and his wife and I am simply thrilled that they are giving my grandnephew a sister next month.  They are a wonderful, loving, young family and deserve the best life they can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of my grandniece's impending birth, I wanted my gift to have more meaning than the simple things I usually make, so I got a little creative and did a striped blanket (hopefully they are not reading this and will be surprised) where each stripe has meaning (at least to me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are hard to see, but here goes:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripe number one is the "Tree of Life" stripe because I hope they all have many long years together as the loving family that they are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647584.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripe number two was just an easy stripe because my hope for them is that she is an easy baby and they gets lots of rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647608.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripe number three is the Love stripe (you have to look hard to see it).  It represents the love that this baby will be enveloped in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647628.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripe four is the winding cable stripe because that's how life is.  It winds around but it just keeps going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647631.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final stripe is the heart stripe to represent the love that is in their nuclear family and those of us in the extended family, showing how we feel about each other.  &lt;a href="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pic15.picturetrail.com/VOL626/2380336/8174038/240647542.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this has as much meaning for them as they use this gift, as it did for me when I made it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;!-- Start Bravenet.com Service Code --&gt;
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Even in the summer when people are sweltering, I barely break a sweat.  Well, this winter has been terrible for me.  I waited and waited for the snows to come (I love to look out my bedroom window at the snow covered trees) and now that they have, I can't get warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bridal shower to go to last week, in Manhattan, somewhere I rarely go unless I've got tickets to Broadway.  After the shower I decided to stop at my sister's and surprise her, see if she were free, and have supper with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did, she was, and supper at the Polish restaurant we chose was absolutely delicious.  The only problem was, through the entire time in the restaurant, I was freezing.  I kept my coat on over my shoulders and my hands in my pits and still I could not get warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to drop her at her apartment, she says to me:  "Do you remember the gray sweater I knit daddy all those years ago?"  I sure did.  It was the most magnificent cardigan I had ever seen.  It was worn by him, with pride, for years.  It was well loved.  When daddy passed, it went to mommy who continued to wear it with pride.  It was still well loved.  When mom died and I cleaned out her things, it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I searched everywhere to find a copy of that pattern.  I was on a mission to find it so I could make it for myself.  It is now many, many, years later and my searching has proved fruitless.  I have never been able to find the pattern and, therefore, never able to duplicate the sweater.  But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went on to say, "Stay right here.  I have another one and I'm going to give it to you."  She ran upstairs to her apartment and was back moments later, bag in hand.  In this bag was an almost identical version of the sweater she'd made my dad all those years ago, but this one is beige.  Her best friend George gave her this wool years ago and she created this sweater from it.  It's magnigicent.  And it's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I photographed it the night I brought it home.  I planned to start wearing it immediately, but then the weather warmed up.  It was almost spring-like yesterday.  So it sat on my couch all day looking lost.  This morning, it was supposed to be warm again, but there is a distinct chill in the air and I heard it's going to be 18 degrees tonight by the time I leave my friend's house.  I pulled it off the couch and threw it on.  I've been wearing it all day and, let me tell you, I feel like I'm wearing a hug.  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