Somethings’s up. The last human in this household to have packed bags, has yet to return; and now Sonia has done the same, but she hasn’t left yet. Curiouser and curiouser…
Slow progress
Despite wanting to be a better blogger, with fabulous FO’s and photos to match, I fear all I have to offer this week is a progress photo and greetings from Purl.
I can lay some of the lack of finished objects blame, fairly and squarely on this despicable weather we’ve been having. I didn’t even get to bake this weekend (yep, I still haven’t made cookies, ever), because I dared not to venture outside in this heat to gather said ingredients. I’ve also been rather busy at work, extremely busy and this has fatigued me by the time I’ve reached the couch this week.
Next week will be better, with a home delivery of groceries, at least baking cookies will be probable. Like all my English friends, I declare, I want to move somewhere cold.
The socks have been a joy so far, despite messing up the cable twice in two rows. This was due to the loss of a cable needle on a ride in a monster truck. I also accidentally flung a stitch marker, which was the stand-in cable needle, and it too disappeared before my eyes. Sometimes travel knitting doesn’t work.
Weddings, anniversaries anything
Phew! How busy has it been? Last weekend we celebrated my youngest sisters wedding, it was a big day which left me pretty well exhausted for the remainder of the week. Here’s a photo of my outfit for inquiring minds. My feet are still sore from wearing the heels.
This weekend was our wedding anniversary and we celebrated by going away for the weekend. Whilst our home was being cat-sat (the yarn stash was safe), we missed Purl greatly. Luckily we had a ‘privacy cat’ as a stand-in. The stuffed toy amuses me much more now than it has in the past. A good sign I’ve crossed over to being a cat person. The upside to the toy cat is she doesn’t mess with my yarn and I could leave knitting projects unattended.
Speaking of knitting… My first installment of the Cookie A sock club arrived this week just in time for the weekend away. Apart from starting my socks 3 times, I’m really really enjoying the knitting and yarn so far. The club is proving to be a lot of fun already, and oh my gosh, I might even bake some cookies, I have never baked cookies.
Till next time.
Taking stock
An unexpected benefit of being a kitten owner, is discovering yarn stash I forgot I had!
With each day Purl is getting craftier, but so am I. She is climbing higher, trickier obstacles, and this is without having her kitten play gym (it’s on order). This has called for at least the next level of stash shelf to be bagged up in zip locks. Whilst it makes me a bit sad as it likens my yarn shelf to a yarn store that is wrapped in plastic, I know it’s for the best. Amazingly, you can also get more onto a shelf if it’s bagged up, another plus.
I found some treasures from my time in San Francisco. Some Drops alpaca, purchased after taking a lace knitting class at Greenwich Yarn and some Mountain Colours Barefoot in a delicious red. It has also meant I’m ‘doing away’ with some more yarn. If it’s not ziplock worthy, then it’s not worth keeping.
The most important thing I learnt this week was, apparently the secret to getting cuddles from Purl, is to totally ignore her. Thanks for the tip Damian.
Parenthood
Sorry for the blog silence. I’m exhausted. After a rather happy and fun first week with Purl, Purl got a little ill last weekend. I took her to the vet, it wasn’t anything serious, I’m not really sure what it was or what caused it. But it was traumatic for me, traumatic for her, thermometer anyone? And quite frankly the stress of being a parent kicked in.
I knew she was well again yesterday after she was being very very naughty. Her eye is almost right but not quite, I’ll stop worrying when I stop having to put ointment in her eye.
On top of that, she is having trust issues. She’s due for more vaccinations next week, awesome!
Right now she’s sleeping in her favourite spot. Sweet dreams little trouble-maker. Knitting time.
Presents for everyone (except Damian)
A parcel arrived for me today, I was momentarily unsure what it was, my squishy packages don’t normally come in boxes. Nevertheless, I thought I’d wait to open it with Purl, so that she could share my excitement. And she didn’t disappoint.
The yarn is some delicious Vesper sock yarn from a recent update, I forgot I’d also ordered the solids for the co-ordinating heel and toes. This is one of the last frivolous buys purchased before I became a parent. I won’t lie, there’s more on the way. Pass me some ziplocks.
Purl
I was tired this morning, so was ‘Purl’ (this is her current name, thanks for all your suggestions, I just didn’t think it would be this hard!).
I went into the living area and couldn’t find Purl. Then I got on my hands and knees and found her nestled beneath my yarn shelf. Yes, the yarn shelf. Where the two lower layers have yarn and fibre bagged up in ziplocks. I ran out of ziplocks. So far the yarn and fibre is safe, a pillow case is covering my wheel (apparently some cats like to chew on the Majacraft drive band). So far there hasn’t been an avalanche of bags falling off the shelf. So far so good. But I haven’t pulled my knitting out yet.
We played and played and played last night. I was a little afraid she would be expecting the same this morning. Thankfully she was too tuckered out to come out from under the shelf, I think she’s a night owl. Currently she is banished to the front of the house, mumma has to have her rest.
Leaving home this morning, I felt different and responsible and happy to have such a lovely kitten. Hopefully she’ll stay this way.
Here are some first photos that Damian took of her tonight.
Pretty
I bet you were never expecting to see a photo of a kitty cat on my blog! Nor was I. I’ve crossed over. I’m now a knitter with a kitten… She’s lovely…hb hb b. my. Sorry that was her, doing some typing.
Back to what I was saying, she’s ghhnn hhubkngentle
Wants
Attention
I need some name ideas please.
Hope to return to a knitting schedule soon.
Knitting is comfort
We’ve had some extremely hot weather lately, then this morning as I headed for the door it started raining. Unconsciously I grabbed my knitting bag to take with me to work. I don’t know why? I don’t knit at work, not even at lunchtimes. But somehow the rain made me do it.
So I went with it. If there was a blackout or if I got stuck in a lift, I’d be prepared totally! I’m an optimist too. Unfortunately none of those things occurred today.
I have some pitiful progress shots for you. Firstly my new Lacey socks… did I mention they have bobbles on the cuffs, lots of the little b&$!@r)$. Once I pass these it should be smooth sailing.
And here’s my Still Light so far. I haven’t gone gang busters on it yet. Without Louisa around what’s the hurry?! I’ll get cracking on it soon though, because it will be very unfun if she gets too far ahead of me!
Sonia Knits 