The REAL Saturday project

Properly dated and crocheted today (giving it total legitimacy), I give you...a mottled gray circle.

January 31, 2009



Hmm, perhaps I need more red wine...

Colin's flower

Blame it on Colin Firth.

This blue and white flower is what I was trying to make last night during a Colin Firth film festival. I have since learned that four ladies, red wine, sing-along Mama Mia and crochet do not mix.

I finished it this afternoon, but I think it's still legal since I did start it last night...

January 30, 2009



Honey honey, how you thrill me, uh-huh, honey honey. Wah wah wah wa-oooooooooooo!

Gimme, gimme, gimme...

Movie night! Can't talk!

Gotta go!

January 30, 2009

This is not a failure. Merely a small setback. Two squares tomorrow, I promise. It still counts. It totally, totally does!

Mmmmm. Colin Firth. Mama Mia!!

Flower Box Blanket

Today, as a reward for shoveling out the end of the driveway after the plow went by (seriously, WHEN will winter be done?!), I flopped down on the couch to read the newest issue of Crochet Today! that arrived in the mail this afternoon.

I was very, very excited to flip the page from an "airy throw" that I'd probably never make, to the Flower Box Blanket that I just loved. As I was drooling over it, it dawned on me that it was made of squares. SQUARES.

And so, today's block is one of the 64 that I'll need to complete my very own Flower Box Blanket, as seen in the March/April issue of Crochet Today.

Whether or not I actually complete it is beside the point.

I've started.

January 29, 2009



Mmmmmmm. Blanket-y goodness.

Going in circles

Some days that's just what it feels like, doesn't it? Around and around and around the hamster wheel.

Thank goodness for crochet. And chocolate. And old movies, warm blankets, a Beloved to snuggle with, and spring bulbs in my family room.

At the moment, these things are sustaining me through the unbearable coldness of being.

Stupid winter.

January 28, 2009



Spring, where are yoooooou?

Winter

This snowy scene is supposed to be a snowing scene (given the storm that's coming this seemed appropriate today) but I don't have any metallic yarn so I couldn't embroider any snowflakes.

We'll just say this is post-storm. All the snow I should have embroidered has already fallen.

Hmmm, this means I have good reason to visit the yarn shop, doesn't it? Despite the 9 billion balls of yarn I discovered stashed away on the weekend I'm missing metallic yarns.

Heh heh heh...

January 27, 2009



Brrrrrrr.

It's a mystery. In a good way.

During the great spare room cleanup on the weekend I unearthed a tub of yarn that my Mom gave me a few years ago - leftovers from past knitting projects that she didn't want to store any longer. Among the delicious selection of yarns were a whole bunch of half finished balls of mystery yarn. Labels long gone. Brands unknown. Fibre content a complete mystery.

Which, of course, makes them all the more perfect for my daily squares. Because it doesn't matter at all what yarn I use as long as I like it. And today, when I reached for a small, cozy looking bit of gray yarn, it felt perfect indeed.

Knowing that my Mom used that same gray ball for something she knit once upon a time - and that the last few yards went into today's lacy square - makes me feel that kind of stupid happy that you figure most people won't understand. Because you can't explain it, even to yourself.

Happy, happy, happy gray square.

January 26, 2009



Can you see me? I'm smiling.