Right now, I have a bunch of WIPs on tap, and I have made a promise to myself to complete at least ONE of them by the end of this month. When you see them, and see what needs to be done to finish each one, you will probably laugh your ass off when you get to a particular one.
Let's get started with pictures I took 10 days ago (proof of what a slacker I am).
I cast on for this on September 19, on Talk Like a Pirate Day. I've done a handful more rows since that (I can really only manage one a night between dinner and bedtime). I would have loved to have had this for Halloween, but I would need much more time to work on it. Since there is NO WAY IN HELL it can't be done by the end of October, I'm hoping to at least be done by Thanksgiving. Twenty-six and a half rows to go!!!!!!
I cast on for these on September 10, because I needed something to knit on my commute that wasn't too taxing, and also to take on the trails with me when we hike. I also managed to used my project as a prop for my catches on the trail:
(Disclaimer: if anyone is going to wank at me for having photos of a snake on my blog, just hit the back button right fucking now, because I don't give a shit about your phobias. It's a goddamn photo of a harmless garter snake, for fuck's sake.)
Hopefully I'll have these done very, very soon. If not by the end of this month, the beginning of November.
Originally started on January 15. STOP LAUGHING. I had finished it pretty quickly, wore it a few times, and it was FUCKING HUGE and flopped around so it sat in a drawer since around March, waiting to be frogged. I don't remember when I re-knit it, but I re-knit it and right now all it needs is to have the ends woven in and have buttons sewn on. Sounds simple, but I've been too lazy to go all the way up to the third floor to get my sewing needles and rummage through my hatbox of thread to find the one that matches the buttons. Okay, you can laugh now.
I'm hoping to do this last piddling bit by the end of October.
Started on April 5, I finished the knitting part of it some time in August and just have to finish sewing the ruffle onto the blanket for my stepgranddaughter, who was born July 30.
I'm the worst go-go ever.
Thankfully, she has two other blankets that nicer people than I made for her. They are crocheted, though.
Started January 6, I finished the first mitten in about 3 weeks (thanks to shitty weather and the first season of TREME). I'm a decent way through the second mitten (it looks as though I have already put aside stitches for the thumb -- yes, it has been that long that I don't remember), but haven't picked these up in months. I should have these done by the winter, if not the end of the year.
I'm only allowed to cast on something else IF I finish the socks (a/k/a my commuting project, and yes, I just almost wrote "cocks" because I am that LSG), and that new project has to also be a project I can do on my commute, AND I can only work on that project while commuting, being a passenger on a car, or otherwise somewhere where I require a small, easily transported project (i.e. on the trail).
What better way to make a 2 month blog absence comback than a post about Rhinebeck?!?
We left mid-morning Friday and made it to Kingston (where our hotel was) around 3:30. We unfortunately were given a smoking room with the explanation that it was what I had booked. The smell hit us like a ton of bricks once we walked in, but it got a little better after we were there for a while. Unfortunately, most of what we had in that room now smells like cigarettes.
This is what my boobs and I have to say about a smoking room:
I think we may try a different hotel next year, and not just because of the smoking room. We're way overdue for something different. Tradition, smadition.
We got some awesome, but kinda expensive, Mexican food at a place in Kingston called Rosita's. The food was seriously good but a little more than we're used to paying for Mexican, but they did give us A LOT. In fact, half of my dinner will be my lunch today -- our hotel room did have a fridge, and the car stayed cold enough to keep it on the way home.
When we were leaving for breakfast on Saturday morning, about seven turkeys were looking for food along the side of the driveway at the Rodeway:
We were told that it was opening day for turkey hunting season, so I think it was a good thing that they started ducking out of sight when we stopped the car to take photos.
On to the fair!
As usual, there was beautiful fiber everywhere we looked:
As well as displays of projects:
Including some "wearable art":
Her only request for the photo was that I crop out her shoes. She was wearing plain black clogs; I suppose she wished they were painted to match.
There was lots of knitting going on:
And beautiful tools of the trade too:
I barely spun this past year, so I didn't buy a spindle from Golding's. Maybe next year if I'm a good girl and spin more. I love the Tsunami spindles (upper right hand corner), and they do have smaller, lighter weight ones that are fairly reasonably priced (about $44). My other spindles are a $4 job I bought when I decided I wanted to try, and the one I bought from Spinsanity on Etsy for under $20, which is absolutely gorgeous and has the same alpaca project on it from when I first got it about 2 years ago.
Golding's also had this thing of beauty:
HOW BADLY DO YOU WANT THAT? I really wish I had a house large enough to have that on display always. I'm not sure if I want to know the price, if it was indeed for sale.
There were also animals galore:
There were so many super-sweet llamas, but they liked ZMrK more than they liked me, I guess. I didn't get any kisses.
One of the alpacas gave him a kiss as well, and he said they have bad breath.
I only took a few photos at the little zoo. The poor sulcata tortoises were out, and it was freezing! The same with the poor gator. Only a few of the animals gave me good photos:
I really like geese, but they're mean as shit. A couple of them that were much bigger than these once trapped me in the corner when I worked at an animal shelter. I also got bitten by a swan once.
Mike loves feeding goats because they are so obnoxious about it:
It looked like a mosh pit of goat noggins.
A couple of calm ones napped in the back of the pen:
Then there were the bunnies. No shit. They were really cute:
Bunny, meet Dollipede:
Working at said animal shelter provided me with a great many reasons NOT to get a pet bunny: (a), they poop a lot, (b) their pee is very acidic and burned through the fiberglass cages, (c) my eyes and nostrils used to itch like mad when I had to clean their cages, not to mention the little round poops that would roll all over the place, and (d) one of our local shelters is often overrun with homeless bunnies.
But Mike really loved them, as you can see. They are so damned cute. But no, we didn't come home with a bunny.
There were also really cool carved pumpkins:
And the meetups! Woo hoo, the meetups! I went to the Rav meetup "on the hill", and met up with other members of the Lazy, Stupid and Godless group:
I also managed to look like I had a missing front tooth:
That wasn't the only silliness on my part that weekend:
Red Heart Penis For The Win!!!!
Mike got into the silliness as well:
Not as obvious a penis replacement as my Red Heart.
Not silly or perverted; I just like the great big red-eyed tree frog representative for one of the dye companies.
I also finally met my favorite fellow Rubbernecker, Terri:
We had to hit the road shortly after meeting up with and kissing her. Getting home was pretty clear until we hit the Mass Pike, which is the majority of our trip:
Yup, snow. FUCKING SNOW. IN MID-OCTOBER.
It sucked this much:
As it turns out, it only added about an hour and some minutes to our return trip, but that was an hour we could have spent drinking beer.
Now the big question is, "What did I get?". I certainly got less than I did last year, which was less than I got the year before:
I don't think I can leave Rhinebeck without buying one of the Tsock Tsarina's kits:
When I saw the drawing for Golden West, I knew it would be spectacular. What stupid me didn't do is take a photo of the display of the finished object. Well, she's got one on her blog. It is so fucking cool. I hope my skillsnesses are up to knitting this one.
I also got Candy Cane self-striping yarn from Holiday Yarns:
As much as I was tempted, I did not get the Bacon colorway. I think I'd be so hungry every time I looked at my feet (although it would make a really cool scarf, wouldn't it? BACON SCARF!!!!!!)
Also, this:
770 yards, multi-tonal orange, superwash merino sock yarn for $20. Enough to make socks for both Mike AND me! This was from Fessler Spinning and Weaving, not one of the "big name" yarn sellers but really nice folks from Pennsylvania.
I think that Ellen's Half Pint Farm is the best kept yarn secret there is:
475 yards merino/bamboo/nylon in a gorgeous pinky blue colorway (should I call it SkyBluePink?). I used her merino/bamboo blend last year to make the Fawkes socks, if you recall.
This is 400 yards of merino/nylon and the photo doesn't do it justice. Plus it's the softest shit I bought all weekend.
Y'all know I have the best husband in the world, right? And that sometimes I let him buy stuff for me? Yup, he got me this:
Something about it just spoke to me. I love Burgis Brook Alpacas, and the project sitting on the spindle I linked to earlier is alpaca from them. I think that goes back to 2007, but I'm embarrassed to look.
We got a sheepskin rug for the cats:
Once we realized Ellie would be making bread like crazy on one of these, we knew we had to get one. We did, for $38, and it's pretty darn nice.
I also purchased Hiya Hiya DPNs in US Size 00 and 000, for tiny little projects, and some Addi Turbos in US Size 3, 20" for a current WIP that I don't have photos of, and more cheese than we have had in our fridge for a long long time.
We finally got some deep fried artichokes! At 10:30 a.m. on Sunday morning, there isn't a long line for them. We didn't get the artichokes french (maybe next year), but the deep fried artichokes were worth the wait! I also finally made it inside the booth for The Fold, which is always super crowded (also less crowded on Sunday morning, once they decided to open, which was probably around 10 a.m.), but I wasn't blown away by it at all, nor was I blown away by the colorways of Socks That Rock that were left. I think I am an Ellen's Half Pint Farm/Holiday Yarns loyalist.
Overall, it was a great time. I went with lower than usual expectations; I don't know why, but I felt like I was setting myself up for some sort of disappointment as far as socializing goes. Maybe it was my own social anxiety getting in my way. As it stands now, I think it was the most fun we have ever had at Rhinebeck. I'm already looking forward to next year!
Location: Roslindale, Massachusetts, United States
I am the President of the Northeast Chapter of the North American Field Herping Association (NAFHA.org), as well as an avid knitter, movie watcher, and cat lover.
