Archive for August, 2007

Um…

Wednesday, August 15th, 2007

I was going to write a blog post about camp tonight. I was also going to dye some yarn tonight. Then I realized that I owe a sample to the store, and it is already overdue. I’m going to the store tomorrow, and it’d be great if I had a sample for them then. So I’m off to sit on the couch and knit with a DVD. You can go read Joe’s account of camp in the mean time.

Oh, and Ravelry? Yeah, it’s at least as dangerous as everyone says it is. I’ve just brushed the tip of the iceberg with entering a few of my projects. Once you start, it’s so hard to stop!

Too Much

Tuesday, August 14th, 2007

Often, I run into the problem with this blog that I have so much to say that I don’t know where to start. Then, what inevitably, I end up just writing giant posts dumping it all out willy-nilly. Get ready, here comes another one.

I worked on Sophie’s pants quite a bit at camp. We tried them on again today. Let me tell you, it’s hard enough getting her to stand still long enough for me to check the length – getting a picture was pretty much impossible. The waist is high enough in front, but needs a bit more in back. I wish I had done more short rows, but I’m not ripping back. It would be perfect if she were wearing disposable diapers, but with the cloth she needs a lot more room back there.

Speaking of camp…we knitters worked on a community service project while we were there. These squares are going to come together to make a baby blanket to be donated to a local charity – maybe the crisis nursery. I need to figure out exactly how I want to sew them all together, and also how I want to deal with the various sizes. I may re-knit the two really big squares, and there is one smaller one that has a super-tight cast-on. I do have a plan for a nice border, though…it’s going to be cute.

Also while at camp, I finished my Baudelaire socks. They fit wonderfully and feel great on my feet. Unfortunately, it’s really hard to see the cables and lace with the handpaint yarn. I swear, the next time I knit a texture pattern it will be with a solid yarn. Really!

Oh! and I just added this project to Ravelry. It’s only one tiny little step, but I want to start digging in over there. Want to be my friend? My username over there is shellykang. It’s a little embarrassing how little I’ve done over there considering how long I’ve been in.

Left over business from before camp – I want to give a shout-out to a couple of crafters from whom I’ve bought sock project bags in the last month. First, www.messie.etsy.com – her prices are great, her service was fast, and the bags are not only cute but really well made and totally reversible! Go check her out!

Second, I ordered a couple of sock monkey bags from Allena, who was selling them to Sockapaloozers for only $15, with your choice of coordinating monkey fabrics. She was also fast and great to work with. Super cute bags – one for me and one for my ‘palooza pal.

Finally, speaking of Sockapalooza, I have to show off my new socks. They Monkey socks knit from Cherry Tree Hill, and they fit wonderfully!

I love this color, I love the pattern on my feet a lot more than I did seeing it in pictures on other people’s blogs, and I’m SO grateful to my pal Aine for knitting enough repeats of the monkey pattern to cover my giant feet! She also included a cute stitch marker in the package. Thanks, Aine! You rock!

To answer a few questions and comments -

Beth, tune in this Friday – there will be a blankie update!

Suze, don’t be so jealous of Sophie sitting in the sling. She does her share of squirming to get down, although she also likes to ride sometimes. The thing is, my hips start to really hurt after not all that long of carrying her these days. The sling makes it easier on my arms and back, but an extra 20 pounds is an extra 20 pounds!

Someone wanted to know whether koigu would work for the knitted hammock. Um, no. The hammock at camp was knitted several years ago by campers using thick nylon cording and broom handles. It is plain garter stitch. I wasn’t involved in the project, I just admire it. A project like this takes thick, strong, weather-proof fiber. Koigu would take forever to knit, wouldn’t be all that strong for holding people, and would not stand up to outdoor weather. Basically, it’s just a big rectangle. I don’t have a pattern for it, but I think Annie Modesitt wrote one up a few years back.

Back, and Too Tired to Blog

Sunday, August 12th, 2007

We’re back from vacation. It was great. I have a cold, though, and I’m just too tired to do it justice tonight. Hopefully tomorrow night will be better. Halfway through the week, I cleaned out the sent items folder on my Sidekick, and realized about twelve hours later that I had deleted the e-mail from which I had been copying that address I was using to send entries to my blog. So that’s why you didn’t get any more from-the-island updates. Oops. When we came home, there was an awesome sock package from my Sockapalooza pal, so I need to share that with you too. So much to say, so little energy tonight!

Happy Hour(s)

Wednesday, August 8th, 2007

I think you're going to see these pictures in reverse order. After
dinner we had an early bonfire for the kids. Julie had her first,
second, third and fourth toasted marshmallows ever, and was ready to go
for the fifth, but Joe cut her off – she'd already had ice cream at
dinner.

Tradition at camp is for each cabin to host a pre-dinner happy hour
taking turns during the week. Tonight was cabin five, and they requested
that everyone wear some kind of hat. I wore one of the fair isle
stocking caps I'd brought as a sample, and stuck a pair of light-up
needles in as antenna. People seemed to think it was pretty funny, and I
was definitely not the only one with some wacky head gear.

It Boggles

Monday, August 6th, 2007

I don't know if you wil be able to read this sign from the low-res
picture, but we passed a Christian paintball facility on our way into
Bemidji. Called Devotion Paintball. It just boggles my mind how
something that involves shooting other people – even in play – can be
considered a Christian activity. Good thing I'm a Unitarian.

We did well at the wool mill. Except I was too busy helping all my
campers and holding Sophie in the sling to pick out any yarn for myself.
By the time I finished answering the last person's questions, the first
people were getting antsy to get back to the marina and the boat to
camp. That's okay. It's not like I actually *need* more yarn.

Relax and Play

Monday, August 6th, 2007

After breakfast day two
Sophie goes for a ride in the airplane swing (weeee!) and Julie lays in
the handknit hammock. I have higher res photos of the hammock I can post
when I get home.

We're going to the wool mill in Bemidji this afternoon…

Breakfast…

Sunday, August 5th, 2007

Sunday breakfast was oatmeal porridge topped with vanilla ice cream and
all kind of choices for condiments including granola, raisins, chocolate
chips, nuts, and more. It sounds kinda gross, but it was actually so
good I forgot to take a picture of mine till it was gone.

The beds are lumpy with plastic-covered mattresses that crackle loundly
when anyone moves, and we are all in the same tiny room with bunk beds,
but we managed to get a pretty good night's sleep anyway.

Baby squirrel!

Sunday, August 5th, 2007

After dinner, sitting on the deck – this little guy came looking for
crumbs, and was about two feet away from my naked toes.

On the boat to the island

Saturday, August 4th, 2007

So far so good…
–Shelly Kang

If my head doesn’t explode…

Saturday, August 4th, 2007

Then the trunk of our car very well may. Oh, my freakin’ deity, the stress involved in packing everything my family may need for a week at camp, then trying to get it to fit in the trunk of a ‘93 Honda Civic. This after having passed off two giant pieces of luggage to kind fellow campers also driving up.

You know those giant bags that you shop with at Ikea? You can buy those, and I filled one with space bags, full of all our bedding and towels (except Julie’s sleeping bag, which is shoved in our trunk). Those space bags are all shrunk down to hold as much as the laws of physics allow, and then the bags are crammed into the Ikea bag, and the thing had to weigh about 80 pounds. This just our linens for one week…and thankfully my friend Marla agreed to take it and will supposedly magically have it for me at camp when we arrive. If she doesn’t, we’re in big trouble as we’ll have no bedding.

Likewise, another family has agreed to take a giant Rubbermaid bin full of knitting supplies for all the campers for the week. That’s hundreds of dollars worth of yarn and needles – I sure hope it doesn’t end up in the drink as they cross it over on the ferry.

I am so stressed out, mostly because I’ve been planning this all in my head for months, and I’m trying to remember all the details that I should have written down as lists and didn’t. I know I will forget something. I guess as long as it’s not one of the kids, everything will be okay.

Now I am waiting for a frozen pizza to cook, and then I will eat it and drink a Mike’s Hard Lemonade while I wait for my audiobook to transfer to my Sidekick, then I am going to bed.

But first let me just admit one more thing about which I am thoroughly freaked. I don’t usually tell y’all that we’re going out of town before we actually go out of town. It’s a security thing. It’s kind of silly, I know, but you know I’m pretty open and easily tracked down. I’ve been cyber-stalked a bit in the past. I didn’t have much choice this time because the dates of our absence are a matter of public record and I figured the kind of person who wanted to know would figure it out whether I like it or not.

So I’m just going to point out that we have awesome neighbors. They will all be watching our house. Even the mean oldies that we don’t like, they are up at all hours of the night and they are nosy. Everyone has been told to call the cops if they see any activity at all over here. Trust me, while I have a very nice stash of sock yarn, it ain’t worth a trip to jail. I love you, Internets, but I just had to put that out there. I know you understand.

Oh, and connectivity at camp remains to be seen. I don’t know that my cell phone service will work in the middle of Cass Lake. If it does, you’ll be getting pictures and updates. If it doesn’t, I’ll catch you up when we get home.

Now if I can just wind down and get some sleep tonight…