It Grows

Observe:

much prettier in person

This also grows:

welcome to Mt. Laundry

Question: Which of these will grow, and which will shrink?

Answer:
Grow? The scarf.
Shrink? Neither.

A Day in the Life of Charlie, Part II

Five minutes after putting on his first pair of Big Boy Underwear, they are pooped in.

The View from Up Here

It is a grey and gloomy day here in Houston, but I still can't believe that this is February.

Siamese Catfood Breath, about to leap to his death

Can you believe that we have a palm tree growing in our courtyard? Things are blooming, and I have had some seasonal allergies, in February. I'm sure all this ranting about the weather is boring all of the southern folks to tears, but when you haven't lived anywhere but Michigan, it is impressive.

Our bedroom view is not so picturesque, however.

If I were as awesome as Jason Bourne, I could easily leap from my window to the neighbor's window.

Christian claims that he sees a hidden head spying on us from over there sometimes.

Progress on Marina Piccola continues, despite almost being frogged yesterday because I didn't like the way that the ssk's were turning out. I have since stepped away from the ledge, and am back not loving it, but being able to live with the results. I actually tried to knit the pattern as written instead of second-guessing the intent, and presto!--things started to work. Plus, I love the colors and pattern together.

As much as I try to be, I am not monogamous when it comes to knitting projects, and as soon as this came in the mail, the sock progress ground to a halt.

It smells as good as it looks.

This is Sundara's new fingering silky merino, and it looks like she has just 2 skeins left on her website.

Since yesterday, this has been wound, and is beginning to morph into this:

It's an easy pattern to memorize, and it has tripled in size, thanks to the Oscars. I'd like to have it done before it is too hot here to justify wearing.

Cheers!

What I learned from putting Transformers in my Netflix queue

Autobots like to give golden showers.



P.S. This movie was baaaaaddddd. (and not in an awesome way, either)

A New Life

Being a Stay-At-Home-Mom is different than I expected at times. I didn't think that the days would fly by, but they really do. We have a rhythm, and often I'm amazed at how quickly the evening comes.

Being a SAHM means that I can make homemade spaetzle in the middle of the week, if I want.

I was hoping for a better picture, but this was all that was left by the time I got around to taking a picture.

I am even more sock-obsessed than usual lately. I've made this pair....

Sweetheart Socks, from Interweave Knit's Holiday 2007
using Sundara Sock yarn in color Tickled Pink

And this pair....

Marina Piccola, in Black Bunny Fibers
Fancy New sock blockers courtesy of Leggy Creations

In between taking a certain someone to the potty 400 times a day.

A Day in the Life of Charlie, Part I

Hop on Pop, his favorite book, thrown into the bathtub.