The Good, The Bad, And The Just Plain Awful

The Good

I was born into a marvelous family. Getting together with all of them for our annual camping trip is the highlight of the year, and this year was no exception. We all had a fabulous time (despite sketchy weather, freight trains all night and Emma’s smashed finger). Observe:

Abby went boogie-boarding for the first time. And loved it, of course.

Noah got to be totally covered in sand all day long. (Heaven!)

Beka, always dancing, made new friends and ate her weight in “camping food” (that would be sugary treats that we never get).

Emma got to spend her days with her favorite cousin, and they actually got along pretty well (unusual).

And Chloe, well, just look at her!

As for me, of course I got in some knitting where I could. (I couldn’t make up my mind, so I took the Labyrinth to knit in the car (long drive), some cotton washcloths for beach knitting, and the Malabrigo baby sweater for fun. I ended up using the Mal for a hat for Chloe when, on the first night, I realized that it was going to be freezing and, silly me, I had packed summer attire.) But I also spent a good amount frolicking and battling sand, as I suspected, so not a whole lot of progress in the knitting department. I did finish the hat quickly, though, as it was a necessity, and I started the Yoked Cardigan (Hannah Fettig again. I really like her patterns!) and got a few rows into it.

The Bad

I grabbed the bag with Labyrinth in it as an after thought, intending to knit it in the car. Upon taking it out and looking at it, I realized I had forgotten the pattern. Darn. I knit the body of it (easily, and previously, memorized), binding off before arriving at my uncle and aunt’s house and figured I was stuck. But then, in a blaze of genius, I used said uncle’s computer to get the pattern from Stitch Diva. (Thank you, Stitch Diva, for letting me download it again!) Very excited that I wasn’t thwarted after all, I printed it up and stuck it into my bag. Once again in the car on the way to the beach, I opened the bag, pulled it all out, and wouldn’t you know it? I didn’t have the DPN’s I needed. No, magic loop wasn’t possible with the 24″ needle I had been using on the body. Bummer. But at least I got the body done. Now that I am home, I can tackle those sleeves in my free time… Ha!

The Just Plain Awful

Okay, are you ready for this? No, I mean, really, are you ready? Here it comes.

Sand + Camera = Bad things.

Yup. I am rendered camera free as of day 3 of camping on the beach. Darn. Darn. Darn. And with no “new camera” category in the budget… well, you see what I mean, right? How can a blogging knitter go on living without a camera!?!?!?! We will have to figure something out soon.

I wish I had taken pictures of the Wispy before I left….


A Wispy Cardi, A Frantic Saturday and A Big Decision

We are packing up to leave for a week. I get to sit on the beach and knit and eat and watch my kids frolic on a beach with all my aunts, uncles, cousins, sisters and brothers, and nephew. I am so excited that I forgot to post my Friday picture yesterday! And I am a busy, busy bee trying to get everything packed and leave a clean house. But I do have three things, albeit no pictures, to say before I start this frantic day.

1. Wispy is finished! You will have to wait till next week for photos and details, though. I am not as excited as I thought I would be. I think this sweater was designed for a more “wispy” physique. It kind of looks like a frame for my ample bosom and pudge belly. But, it will be fine, paired with the right outfit. I can’t wait to show you!

2. Trying to decide what to knit on the beach is a tough one. Do I choose the practical route and knit dishcloths and diaper covers all week? Do I go super risky and take a Labyrinth? (A whole sweater in my lap and stressing about sand in the yarn?) Or, do I take a baby sweater, that is nice Malabrigo, but is small and manageable. And, once I decide what to take, how much do I take? What if I knit everything the first day, and have nothing to knit the rest of the time? What if I spend most of my time frolicking in the surf and cleaning sand out of the babys diaper and don’t even open the knitting bag? Oh, decisions, decisions….

3. The Man and I were discussing my body today. I have some ligament issues and need to give more time to exercise if I want to retain my ability to move painfree. I said something lame about how “I try to find time” and he said something very true. “If knitting were a cardio activity,” he said, “You would be in such excellent shape that you could run a marathon!”

Too true, Dear. Too true.