The Doom, As it Were

Despite my attempts (cough, cough) to prevent the doom that was foretold, The Stash was hit. All of my project bags containing all of my unfinished projects mysteriously disappeared.

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My “trusty” guard claimed to be on a lunch break when it happened, but we all suspect foul play on her part.

I could drag this out further, but honestly, from this point things escalated quite quickly.

Appalled at the gross abuse of my wool, my eldest daughter, The Bookworm, appointed herself Head Detective and Chief of Police. In no time at all, she had my property returned and had nabbed the culprit.

(this is our attempt at a mug shot)

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In a surprising twist, she had an accomplice! He was nabbed, too.

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Amid giggles and squeals justice was served. And today was declared “The FUNNEST DAY EVER” by some of my more emotive children. Namely this one –

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Fox Guarding the Henhouse

Naturally, when my stash was threatened this morning, I went on high alert.

I even posted a guard.

In a stroke of genius (and because I am a super fun mom), I appointed my number one suspect as guardian of the yarn, as if I never thought she would be capable of such crimes.

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I’ll let you know how that worked out as this story unfolds.

The Note

I found this on my pillow when I went in my room to make my bed after breakfast.

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Talk about hitting me where it hurts!

My suspect list is short. Of my seven children, there are only a few that a) can write a note without asking me how to spell every third word; b) would use pink letters; and c) continuously followed me around the house this morning asking me when I was going to make my bed.

Stay tuned for more on this breaking story. (I can’t wait to see what’s next!)

Dale & Dolly – Taming the Stash Pt. 5

Tuesday Funnies!

“Dale and Dolly” is the collaborative work of The Bookworm and I. After I sketch out my idea in goofy little stick figures and scrawled lines of dialog, I hand it over to my twelve year old daughter who works her magic. Her attention to detail and sense of humor make this comic strip what it is and I give her all the credit for this amazing series.  

Dale & Dolly – Taming the Stash Pt. 4

Tuesday Funnies!

“Dale and Dolly” is the collaborative work of The Bookworm and I. After I sketch out my idea in goofy little stick figures and scrawled lines of dialog, I hand it over to my twelve year old daughter who works her magic. Her attention to detail and sense of humor make this comic strip what it is and I give her all the credit for this amazing series.  

Falling in Love (With Wool)

I confess that when the July fiber from the Spunky Eclectic Fiber Club arrived in my mail box, I was a little underwhelmed. The muted earth tones were a huge departure from the bright and happy rainbows that I had been spinning of late and my gut reaction was, “eh”.

But as I held it in my hands and sniffed it and experienced it the way that a spinner will do, I started to fall in love. Not all at once in a Disney princess sort of way, but a little bit at a time. I started to envision the yarn that it would be, and I warmed up a little. Then I started spinning.

This is a new fiber for me, a Portuguese Merino, and it took some getting used to. It is a little sticky, and it wanted to clump up. I had to treadle so slowly in order to allow my fingers to learn how to draft it. But soon I got the hang of it and started to notice it’s bouncy, springy nature and the way that it clung to itself, wanting to be yarn. And my warm feelings grew.

Then, there was the way that the colors were working out. At first glance I had noticed that it seemed to start lighter at one end and then get darker, ending in a rich brown. I decided to spin it like that, from the creamy green to the twiggy brown. As the colors slowly melted into one another and a gradient yarn began to take shape, my like blossomed into love.

As I wound the finished yarn onto my niddy-noddy, I saw how smooth and perfect the yarn had become, even though I thought that I was failing the entire time. I expected it to be bumpy and uneven, but I was so wrong. The love I had for it was deepening.

The bath only made it more perfect, and now that it is all twisted up into a hank, I am officially head-over-heels in love with it.

Okay, I know it is not perfect. I can see the flaws, too. But I love it nonetheless.

And I have a feeling that when I knit it up, it is going to be amazing!

Dale & Dolly – Taming the Stash Part 2

Tuesday Funnies!

 

“Dale and Dolly” is the collaborative work of The Bookworm and I. After I sketch out my idea in goofy little stick figures and scrawled lines of dialog, I hand it over to my twelve year old daughter who works her magic. Her attention to detail and sense of humor make this comic strip what it is and I give her all the credit for this amazing series.  

Dale & Dolly – Taming the Stash Pt. 1

Tuesday is comics day at woolandchocolate!

“Dale and Dolly” is the collaborative work of The Bookworm and I. After I sketch out my idea in goofy little stick figures and scrawled lines of dialog, I hand it over to my twelve year old daughter who works her magic. Her attention to detail and sense of humor make this comic strip what it is and I give her all the credit for this amazing series.  

The Enabler

That’s me, much to the chagrin of every husband whose wife knits with me.

Case in point – Yesterday my Knitting Buddy was here and she used my computer to place a Mr. Yarn order. Her goal was some Malabrigo Sock in Archangel (that’s example number one. She knew she wanted that because she saw this in my yarn cabinet).

Malabrigo Arroyo in Archangel, slated to be Saffron for The Munchkin later on this year.

Apparently, archangel is a popular color, for it was already out of stock there and at Eat.Sleep.Knit. That was when I swooped in.

“Well,” I said, helpfully, “What about Finito?” This was partly selfish – Finito is a new yarn and I want to get my hands all over a ball of it ASAP. “Or,” I continued, “You could make sport weight socks. Arroyo is what I have here.” I pulled out the skein to remind her. “Or, you know what? You could…”

And on it went, and I don’t even remember now what she decided. She did end up with some archangel in some base in her cart.

Now she was going to check out (and I am sorry about this) but there was only ONE ball of yarn in her cart and I just couldn’t keep quiet.

“Is that all you need?” I started with need.

“What else am I going to need yarn for?” She wondered out loud. She really is a good girl. (Note to her husband – it is all my fault.)

“What about just getting some inspiration yarn?” I ventured. “You know, yarn that has no plan, but is just yarn for the sake of yarn?” I handed her a skein of Handmaiden Casbah. I know, I know. That isn’t fair. I am ashamed of myself.

“What are you going to make out of this?” She asked, and I think she may have swooned a little.

“I have no idea,” I replied cheerfully. “That is inspiration yarn. I bought it because it is gorgeous and maybe someday I will make something with it. But for now I just pet it and enjoy it for what it is – a skein of very beautiful yarn.”

She thought about this for a second. I could see the gears turning. But then, “No” she said, handing it back to me. “I need to have a plan. What else do I want to make?”

I let her stew a minute longer before trying again. (I told you that I am bad)

“You know,” I spouted philosophically, waving the Casbah in the air as I spoke (I tend to talk with my hands), “Yarn is not really ‘material’ for me. It is more of a collection. People collect spoons, and no one ever says, ‘Why don’t you ever use all those spoons there on the wall? Why are you buying another spoon when you already have hundreds of spoons on little racks in your dining room? You don’t even use the spoons that you already have.’ Yarn is my collection, and I don’t think it needs to have a purpose…” I trailed off, letting that idea sink in.

She ended up with four balls of yarn in her cart at check out.

Ahem.

I just realized something. I am doing it again. While I am telling you this story about what an enabler I am, I keep flashing pictures of gorgeous yarns with links to those yarns making it so easy for you to fall in love and have it in your hands for a small monetary sum and a few days wait.

Whoops! There I go again. (That happens to be Cherry Tree Hill Supersock Select in the Dusk colorway, available here. Heeeheeeheee)

Yup. I am an enabler. Maybe you should hide this post from your husbands…..

Cleaning Out the Queue

I know you were wondering what all that yarn was for yesterday.

Well, I cleaned out my Ravelry Queue. I like to use it as a list of things that I am actually going to knit, but I often get carried away. It does tend to get cluttered up with things that I would love to knit but know that I probably never will. From time to time I like to pare it down to reality, as in “I can (and will) knit all these things this year”.

The yarn that I showed you yesterday is for the first seven items in my queue. Yarn for the eighth and ninth item came yesterday in the mail. Items 10 and on are still a kind of dream and I will probably run out of days this year. If I still like them next year, I guess they might have a chance.

I feel really good about this. I have a list of knits that I want to make and a box of yarn with which to make them.

So, how do you use your Ravelry Queue?