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The Gentle Art of Domesticity

I asked for this book for Christmas. I usually prefer to get my books at the library but this is a keeper! The author talks about domesticity vs. domestication. I think that I am quite domestic but not domesticated. I like to make lovely things that make the home a comfortable place, but the day-to-day cooking and keeping house don't ring my bell. The essays are like water to my spirit and the photos are energizing, too.

And speaking of domesticity...

Cielo is nearly finished. What's left to do?

1. Handsew down the rest of the binding.
2. Make a label
3. Handsew it down.

I think I'll be done before New Year's!

Other domestic joys:

1. Christmas Eve with my folks was absolutely lovely. A good, filling, but not overblown dinner of short ribs, baked potatoes, arugula-pear salad, green stuff, spinach, carrots, and pumpkin pie. The stress levels were way down. I didn't bother digging out the Christmas dishes and every single decoration. And everyone seemed to like their gifts.
2. The man of the place made panetone French Bread for breakfast--mmmmmmmmmmm!
3. My stocking was filled with stuff I need: fabric, rotary blades, thread, pins, and socks. (Also a Shakespeare pop!)
4. And my beloved family gave me the knitting needles I asked for! No diamonds, no pearls, just exactly what I wished for.

Oooh, Have I Been a Busy Girl!

I've had burble-gut for a few days so I have been barred from the kitchen, but pretty much stuck at home. Just as well, all I get to eat is the BRAT diet: bananas, rice, applesauce, and toast. What this means is... I've had more time to make stuff!

Playtime at Azkaban socks are finished. When I told Tiny they only took 2 1/2 months to complete, she was noticeably unimpressed. Phooey. My last socks took well over a year! So, if my count is correct, this is the 9th pair of socks I have made!I started a new pair. I'm calling these Soy Toys because that's what the fiber is: Soy! It's in our burgers and our paper--why not our socks? The fiber is a woven kind and it's worsted weight, so the sock will be thicker and pillowy. (10th pair)
The TV show, Fringe, was recommended and recommended to me, so finally I watched the pilot on Hulu last night. It's pretty darn good. I had avoided it because it sounded really violent--it seemed no more so than Battlestar Galactica and Heroes... And, while watching it, I got some work done on the final Red Thread panel. Isn't it shaping up to be cute? Okay, the snowlady doesn't have eyes or a mouth, but her nose is quite distinctive, don't you think?
I'm part of a group that holds me accountable for finishing up quilts and expects at least one every quarter. Well, I haven't done that this quarter so I thought I'd get back to Cielo. Remember, I pinned it and put it away? Okay, maybe you don't, but I did. I put it inside a cupcake box and tucked it away, all ready to go.

So yesterday I pulled it out and started to pin the edges. Then I took a gander. A really good look. Then I went away and came back. It was still wrinkled. Pretty badly wrinkled. I asked myself, "Do I want it done or do I want it done right?" Then I sighed, because I knew I had to iron the thing. I pulled out all the pins in half of it and wrestled it, by layers, onto the ironing board. (You non-quilters may not know this, but you can't just iron a quilt. It may have polyester in the batting or something equally unfriendly to heat.) Then I repinned and unpinned the other side and ironed. After this arduous exercise, arduous because it involved folding down my table to expose floor space and pinning on the floor then putting the table back up to pin the edges and support the quilt for ironing (twice over!), I was finally back where I had started. Minus the wrinkles. Mostly.

Oh, gimme a break. I'm looking for good. Perfect is reserved for the heavenlies.

So I was ready to quilt. Yay! I had a reasonably large spool of blue Guterman so I got to work. I got about halfway done and ran out of thread. Yes. Out. Reasonable isn't good enough. (sigh) So I went out this morning and got more. In the rain. Will this saga never end? (eyes closed, back of hand to forehead)

Azkaban Faces Closure

Playtime at Azkaban socks: I've been working on it during TV time--although I just couldn't stand to finish 10,000 BC-- so I'm about 3/4 of the way through the second sock. Yay! So Sock one: 100% + Sock two: 75% = 175%, divide that by 2, and I'm 88% done with the project. Not bad. Not bad at all. Ooh. After I took the picture, I measured sock two against sock one and found that I can now start the toe. A light at the end of the tunnel! Okay, if the tunnel is the sock and the finishing is the end, then the hoped-for result is dark at the end of the tunnel... so much for that analogy.

Cool movie for Christ-followers: One Solitary Life. It's only 3 minutes. I got a drink of water and sat back and enjoyed it. If you're not interested, it's okay. Really. Oh, no. I just realized I could have knit for those three minutes!

Clear and PRESENT Danger

Bwa-ha-ha! I must be very cagey, because I'm still working on Christmas gifts.

Here's the story: I'm working on something for someone who likes those and requested that thing and I don't want that person to know I'm actually making it, especially because it might not get finished in time for this particular holiday. Because that person may or may not be a blog reader, I'll have to be cagey. So, I have some photos.




I may be using this.





Or this.



Or even this.








On the successful news front, I went to a ca-razy gift exchange last night. If you've never been to one, let me tell you the rules.

1. Bring something within the price limit. Wrap it so no one can tell what it is and put it in the pile.
2. Eat and laugh a lot.
3. Everyone is assigned a number. Duplicate numbers are then place in a bowl and drawn out randomly.
4. When your number is called, you have (usually) two choices: you may unwrap a gift or you may choose to take a gift someone else already chose. This is called "stealing." There are other names for it, but I'd prefer not to use them here.
5. A gift may be stolen twice, but the third owner gets to keep her gift. Dirty looks and tears make no difference.
6. If your gift is stolen, you have the same two choices again: unwrap a new gift or take someone else's.
7. You may not steal back something you already had.

Tips to Have More Fun

• Bring something you wouldn't mind taking home with you.
• Do not, by all means, fall in love with the item you have. Nothing is permanent in this game and if you play with me, no quarter will be given. Bwa-ha-ha.
• When it's your turn, skulk around the room. With menacing laughter, handle each item, lingering especially long if the player seems attached to it. Then snatch the thing you want and leave early.

This is what I brought. (Minus the fingers.) It got stolen. Yay!

Cozy and Warm

Yes, the tea cozy is done! This is the cozy over a two-cup pot, but it also fits a four-cup pot. I didn't expect it to go together quite so quickly, but aran weight yarn is pretty big stuff. The yarn was soooo soft: I must recommend Merino Superwash!
There was some leftover yarn. From the pattern, I thought I'd have enough to make another, but I used just a little over half the yarn. Hmmm... I'd like to figure out what to do with that!

Yes! I've finished two more sets of Charmed Fingerless Mitts. I used this fun Zap eyelash yarn and it looks like fur! Yay. So, I know where they're going, but I can't tell you...

Also, this is a teapot cozy I'm making for relaxation. I found the pattern in the holiday issue of Interweave Knits. I thought it might make a nice gift, but I don't know if time will permit me. Meh... It's another fun project. (Good for watching "Heroes"--can you believe what happened to Sylar?) The yarn has a nice "hand." That means it feels good in your hand. Yarnies talk funny, you ever notice that? It's like an astronomer saying, "It's good seeing tonight." Huh?

Suzy Homemaker

I suppose my posting will be a bit, um, unpredictable until the Christmas holidays are over. Cleaning and cooking, in other words being Suzy Homemaker, is taking priority. I have waaaaaaaaaaay too much stuff in the house and need to move it on out.

However, I have completed this top. I'm calling it Eastern Star. This is partially made from scraps from another quilter. That's why it doesn't much look like me. Bethie helped me choose the fabrics and work on the layout. Cathy also helped with the layout. So it doesn't look like me, but I like it! The detail photo below shows the colors a little truer.

The Knittin' Rock

Trudge, trudge, trudge. Wait. It's near here. I know it. I can almost smell it. No, that's horse. But it's around here somewhere. It's got to be. Wait! Around that corner. There! I've heard of it, but there it really is! The Knittin' Rock! And look! There's knittin' on it. Look closer! Over there. Is that a handknit sock? It must be! It couldn't be anything else. Looks like the Playtime at Azkaban socks.
Oh, and the view is nice, too.

PS: I'm about halfway through the second sock! All that drive time was not wasted!

How Does My Garden Grow?

So, we're travellin'. It's been a long car ride and some quiet time in the rooms, so I've been able to make a little progress on "In a Garden." But I have to be extra careful as trail dust is common and my hands get stained from my riding gloves. As we're doing a cowboy trip, out here in Tuscon, I think I should have brought my American Indian piece, Dream Dancer. (pictured here--scroll down.) But that's okay. I'm getting some of the blah grey part done. It's not blah once it's in there, but working with five different greys? (sigh)

I kinda want to work from the inside out and, as the fountain is the focal point, that's where I'm working. But now and then, I have to use an actual color and I work on the bricks or the leaves.

To read more about our travels, go to Those Wacky Sniders, my travel blog.

Don't Talk to Your Textiles

The Ballband Dishcloth is done. I'm a little anxious about using it, though. It's just sitting on my desk. It looks at me every time I go out to wash dishes. "Mommy? Don't you love me, Mommy?"

"Of course I do. I made you."

"Then why can't I do what I was made to do?"

"I don't want to spoil you."

"How can being used spoil me?"

"You'll wear out."

"Yeah, Mom. So will you."

"Nice talk from a dishcloth."


On the sane front, I've been looking at a ga-horgeous pattern for a solid month. The kit, which includes fabric and sewing floss is listed at $54.99. That doesn't include shipping. I searched the a while back and found it for $9.99. That's if you can find a retailer selling it. Well, I searched again last night and found it on eBay for $2.75 + $2.50 shipping. Hoop-dee-do!