Showing posts with label fibromyalgia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fibromyalgia. Show all posts

Monday, August 10, 2009

Putzing Along

As usual, I've neglected the blog. But that was partly because I was so busy finishing things! Yes! I finished three projects in one day--Saturday, August 1st. That got me on schedule with the "52 Project" goal, so I was quite happy about it. Here are the pics:

Yes, the Girasole is finished, and I absolutely love it. I used Wendy's blocking technique, which worked very well (the instructions are at the end of the post, after the picture of her kitty Lucy.) I think it would have come out slightly larger if I had done the whole pin-blocking thing, but since my back has been giving me fits the past couple of weeks, bending over a king-size bed and using a bazillionty pins for this was a no-go. Next time I'll put the ironing cover on my cutting table and iron it on that. I should be able to stretch it a bit more than I could on the regular ironing board.

If you look closely, you can see the change in color on the border, but Daniele was right. She commented on my last post that it probably wouldn't be noticeable, and it's not. I think that's mostly because the odd skein had to be joined right at the border, and the change of knitting direction and pattern helps hide the difference in shades. If I'd had to use it 50 rounds earlier, it would have been a problem. (BTW, Daniele was also right about my ill-fated attempt at a schedule. How'd you know, D??)

So the Girasole took three and a half skeins of Ranco Multy, at 376 yards per skein, therefore between 1300-1400 yards. If I did it again, I would use one size needle larger (I used a size 3/3.25mm on this one.) BUT. Though I love the shawl, I find round shawls a little awkward to wear. I don't see why it can't be made as a half-circle instead. Yeah, that means purling on the wrong side, but I can handle that. It also means that I have enough Ranco Multy in another colorway to make a half-circle (must...not...start...) BUT. I've made the Girasole, and would like to try something different but sort of the same. Enter Wendy again. She has just finished designing two cool round shawls (here and here), so one of those will be going on the list.

Next item:

This is the 2003 Collector's Heart from Heart in Hand (Celia Turner, designer.) It's another small cross-stitch destined for our bedroom wall.

And we have this:

It started out as this, from Zarzuela's Fibers:

I spun it into a fine singles, and I think it turned out really well. Now I need to figure out how many yards I have so I can decide what it will become. I'm anxious to see it knitted up. I hadn't done any spinning for a long time, and now I remember why I love it. I'm poking around in the fiber stash now, trying to decide what to spin next.

I can't tell you how good it feels to actually be finishing things. (Ok, technically the Tropical Fish yarn isn't finished until I knit it, but it's still progress!) I have to fight the urge to start new things--I think "startitis" will always be an issue with me--but seeing results makes me happy. It's especially true since the fibromyalgia has been flaring up the past couple of weeks, so my life feels very limited at times. I don't get out much unless it's to go to the post office for work, but I at least have something I can do that makes me feel useful. It's not brain surgery or the cure for cancer, but I make pretty stuff, and that has to be worth something, right?

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Ten on Tuesday--TV

10 Guilty Pleasures on TV

1. Clean House
2. ER reruns
3. Law & Order reruns (except the "Criminal Intent" series. Can't stand the guy doing his "Columbo" imitation.)
4. Ummm...hmmm...well...

Huh. Ten on Tuesday FAIL. I just don't watch much TV. And honestly, I don't feel any guilt about the above list. OK, "Clean House" is a reality show, which I sort of object to just because I think reality is wayyyy overdone, but I do like seeing everyone else's mess. And it always, always spurs me into cleaning out a cupboard or a drawer or something. So I think that counts as educational TV. No, make that "inspirational" TV. The other two should go into the "educational" category, because how else would I know about basic police procedure or what to do in a trauma room: "Bag him, cross-type, C-spine & chest films, chem 7, glucose and BA levels, and call a surgeon for a consult. Someone get me a cut-down tray!" (Well, it might be useful someday.)

Occasionally I catch part of "Mythbusters" while hubby's watching, and I end up getting sucked in purely for the fun of seeing the unmitigated glee with which the one guy blows things up on a regular basis. See how much I pay attention? I don't know what his name is, but the bigger the blast or wreckage for him, the better. It's fun to see someone enjoy his job so much.

I'm slogging around today with "brain fog" due to fibromyalgia. I've noticed that I had a spell of feeling better a couple of weeks ago, but it's slipped away. Oddly enough (sarcasm here because exercise is the one thing that you MUST do with FM,) the good spell coincided with the few days that I went to the ice arena and skated a bit. Not much--only about a half hour each time. I have no leg or core muscle strength, so no jumps or spins like I used to do. Plus I'm terrified of falling. So all I did was go slowly around the rink. After the first time back I got up the courage to skate backwards a little, but my balance is still shaky. I feel old.

So I'd better get back on the exercise wagon ASAP. At least ice skating is something I enjoy, and it's cool in the rink! That's always a plus!

Friday, December 19, 2008

The Bravest Blog I've Ever Read

It's funny how the world of blogging and Ravelry and Plurk has changed my life. Before I started my blog, I had lots of projects--heck, that was the reason for starting the blog! And then I really began to investigate Ravelry, because I had joined, but done nothing with it, and discovered a million a thousand dozens of other projects I want to do. Then I started reading the Yarn Harlot's blog , which BTW is really hysterical today. (She could so be a sitcom. Yeah, "Everyone Loves Steph.") And from her blog, I got links to other blogs, like Wendy Knits, then Zarzuela, and you know how it grows kind of exponentially. I can't keep up with the blogs on my Blog List, and I haven't even put all of them that I have bookmarked in the list yet. Then through Wendy, I got onto Plurk, which is one of those "social networking" sites, so we all talk about knitting and food. Not necessarily in that order.

Almost all of the blogs I read are knitting-oriented, which makes me wonder about the other needlework I love. Are there as many cross-stitch or quilting-themed blogs out there? (Don't tell me. I don't really want to know.) But I came across one the other day, that, even though it doesn't deal at all with knitting, is now the one I check the most. It's here, and it's the bravest thing I ever read, with a large dose of black humor, which is my favorite kind, seeing as how I have major depression difficulties too.

When I read Jenn's words about her illness and problems in life, and the support she gets from her family and friends, it makes me cry. You cannot imagine how hard it is to be honest about something that's still so misunderstood, though it shouldn't be by now. I have written posts about my fibromyalgia, but haven't even touched on the depression because I'm...what? Scared? Embarrassed? Uneasy? I don't know, but I do know that Jenn does some powerful writing about her illness, her fears, and her life. She's the best kind of writer. She's honest. I can't be that honest yet. It's easier to blame the fibromyalgia for all my troubles, because that's less of a stigma, as far as I can tell.

People who know me and find out that I have major depression have told me that they can't believe it. I'm usually pretty chipper in a group (heh, Jenn touches on the Chipper Act in one of her posts, so it must be universal for us crazies.) I have a great sense of humor, especially about the absurdities of life. But people don't know that every morning when I open my eyes, my first thought of the day is a variation of, "Oh, God. I can't get up and deal today. I just can't." I hate even writing that, because it sounds so whiny and pitiful. And, to look at my life, there's no reason to feel that way. I have a home and a family and a job, and they're all going pretty well. Nobody has died recently. We're financially tight, but managing. My job isn't exciting, but it's not hard, either. So I have no reason to slide into the Black Hole, at least to all appearances.

But down into the Black Hole I go. I know some of the underlying causes, and I do need to work with a therapist, but it's so scary. And it's hard. Really hard. I've done it before, and I'd rather crawl naked through broken glass across a freshly salted highway than do it again. But I'm going to, as soon as I find out in January what our new insurance pays for. Because if Jenn can be brave enough to go through what she's going through, and put it all out there for the world to see, then I can at least make a start by going to a therapist. I don't want to. You have to be honest, and cracking jokes doesn't work with those guys. I'd rather crack a joke or two than be honest, let me tell you. I'm better at it. I've had more practice.

Anyway, thank you Jenn, for being brave enough to show the world what it's like to have an illness that people think is somehow your own fault for not just getting over yourself and getting on with it. It's not that easy. And if you want to learn to knit, let me know. I have people...and they have yarn.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

It's Caturday!!

In honor of Caturday, I share pictures of my Emmy-cat:

She contemplates helping with the ironing...

 

...but decides to nap instead. It was a tough decision.

 

I don't like to iron either, so I can't blame her.

On the knitting front, I'm trying to finish several projects at once, and that obviously doesn't work well. I joined the "One Day a Week for UFOs" group on Ravelry, and I've decided Wednesday is the day to work on the Jo Sharp cabled cardigan. I've managed to finish the first sleeve, and have the ribbing and a couple of inches of the pattern done on the second sleeve. At this rate, though, I think I need another day for that particular UFO!

Remember this picture?


I never told you what it was. It was a cliffhanger, but given my sporadic blogging attempts, that was clearly a Fail. But one commenter did ask if it is an angora blend. Nope. It's 50% merino, 50% Tencel, and it's probably one of the most gorgeous rovings I've ever seen. I got this at Woolgathering from Carol Larsen at River's Edge Weaving Studio, and I believe Carol dyed and blended this herself. I snagged the last three rovings, so I have nine ounces to play with.

The thing is, what should I do with it? It's almost too beautiful to spin. I'm afraid that I'll somehow lose the lusciousness of the roving if I spin it. And what to do with nine ounces? The most obvious thing is to spin it fine for a shawl. Or I could do fingering weight for a scarf, but I'm afraid that neither of those options will do justice to this roving. Should I ply it, or will that make it muddy, and cause it to lose its unique shades? I'm in a quandary. Most of the time, I have a good idea of what I'll do with fiber when I buy it, but this has me stymied. It's so beautiful I'm afraid to touch it! And because it's a one-of-a-kind dye job, I can't get more. Help me! Don't let this wonderful lusciousness be wasted!

Things are changing in my life (well, when are they not? That's true for us all.) My hours at work have gone down even further, and given the state of my health, I'm not going to be able to go out and get a 9-to-5, or even a 1-to-4 job right now. So I'm contemplating doing handpainted and hand-dyed roving and yarn for my etsy.com shop (which has had nothing in it for the last couple of years, since I took out the sole eyelash scarf I had listed. There were only about a zillion other fashion scarves for sale at the time.) I certainly don't expect to get rich, but I have a dollar amount I need to make per month to maintain our existing budget, and I think it's doable. So I'm going to get my dye station set up in the basement and give it a go. Any suggestions for yarn, fiber, and dye suppliers are more than welcome (even though I would technically be setting up in competition with those who are in the know. Oh well.)

Speaking of health, that last med is an Epic Fail. (I so love the "Fail" concept. It says so much with just a word or two!) It's heinously expensive, so I don't want to pay for it in the first place, and it has nasty side effects beyond the zombie-inducing ones. So I'm weaning myself off that before I use up all the samples, and starting over again. And I'm going to call another doctor on Monday, who is a fibromyalgia specialist. It's time to try something else.

It took a few weeks after the "dry" Hurricane Ike went through for us to get our yard cleaned up and the tree cut down. But it was finally accomplished with the help of friends and relatives. And overseeing it all, the Rugrat:

 

She did a wonderful job of directing everyone, then took the time to do a little dog whispering.


What would we do without her?

So that's the latest from chez Spingirl.  I think I'll go cast on some li'l pink socks.

Friday, October 24, 2008

A Lull...

...because I haven't had the energy to blog for the past couple of weeks. I'm still trying to deal with the fibromyalgia, and we've changed meds (the "we" being the doctor and myself agreeing on something new that will cost a fortune but I don't care because I would sell my soul if it would make me feel even 50% better) so my body has to get used to them, and meanwhile, I'm a zombie.

But I am a knitting zombie, at least! I've made a little progress on the Jo Sharp cabled sweater, I've done a bit of spinning on the Tropical Fish roving I got from Jessica, and I've finished the Monet shawl except for the fringe, and that's because I ran out of Zen, so I've got to get to the yarn store when I get the next tiny surge of energy. I also frogged the silk Clapotis I had started, and cast on another with my favorite Lana Grossa sock yarn. (Melissa insists on calling it the VD scarf. Well, I can't help it if that's what it sounds like in English.) The silk wants to be the Toe-the-Line shawl, I think. But it's just going to have to wait its turn now. That's what it gets for being so troublesome. AND, I finished another pair of socks. So things are looking good on the knitting front.

I do have pictures of various works-in-progress, as well as some terrific Rugrat shots, but they'll have to wait for another day when I'm a little less zombieish.  Meanwhile, I'm going to stagger downstairs because I have to figure out what to do about supper (braaaainssss....)

Friday, August 29, 2008

Last SOS Push and Going Gluten-Free

I'm working on pairs 17 & 18 for SOS, and hoping to get to 20 by Monday at 10PM, when the Most Socks contest closes. It will be tight. After that, well....hmmm...knitting shawls, reading, watching TV--normal life in other words! Or as normal as my life can be.

I was Plurking this morning about going gluten-free, and got too many questions to answer on Plurk, so here's the quick run-down on that for Plurkbuds and anyone else who might find the info helpful.

First, let me say that I've been feeling bad. And I mean reeeaaaallly baaaaadddd for months. (And not the Isaac Hayes version of badness. I mean bad as in lousy, awful, wretched.) I'm not going for sympathy here, but I'm just saying that I've been pretty much non-functioning for a long time. I drag myself from bed and manage to make it to work and struggle through my three or four hours there, and that's about it. Some days I don't even have the energy to shower (I do spit-baths, as my mother calls them. Don't freak--I'm clean, just not squeaky-clean!) I can't even begin to describe the mind-numbing, bone-breaking fatigue I stagger around in all the time, and I'm fed up with it.

I've been blaming it on the fibromyalgia and lack of exercise, but I've had in the back of my mind that I've not been eating well, so yesterday I got a couple of books on FM and gluten-intolerence, and I am seriously convinced that I must go gluten-free.

Now, I've known for some years that I can't tolerate wheat well. No, let me re-phrase that. When I eat wheat, my abdomen distends until I look five months pregnant, my eyes feel like they sink two inches into my head, and I start feeling too weak to breathe. The natural response to this would be to stop eating wheat, right? Alas, when you have a sensitivity, you tend to crave the very thing you're sensitive to because as soon as you eat it, you feel better briefly--very briefly. It's a vicious cycle. Add to that the fact that wheat and/or gluten is in almost every single processed food we eat, and it's tough. (Last night I discovered that my herb tea contains barley, which contains gluten. Who knew?) Top it off with the problem of not feeling like shopping or cooking, and you end up eating processed junk food all the time, and the cycle continues.

So to answer a couple of questions from this morning: one way to figure out if you're sensitive to a certain food is to think about how your gut feels. If you have any symptoms of irritable bowel, a food sensitivity is a possibility. Here's how I would go about figuring it out (with the caveat that I'm not a medical professional in any way, but I have been through this.) If you find that you crave a certain food--say bread--eliminate it from your diet for a week (some pros say two weeks, but I suspect a week will do it.) That means eliminate completely. No bread, crackers, pasta, croutons, breaded foods, rye, barley, cookies, and so on. Avoid oatmeal as well, as it can be cross-contaminated because of growing or processing conditions. After going the week, fix up a nice dish of couscous or pasta or a couple of pieces of toast and chow down. (Same for any other suspected food; eliminate for a week, then have some and see how you feel.)

Here's what happened the day the light bulb went on for me--I fixed a dish of couscous for lunch and wolfed it. Within twenty minutes I felt like I was dying. I could barely sit up on the sofa for the fatigue, and my heart was thumping--not racing, but thumping harder than usual, if that makes sense. Suddenly it clicked. All those years of bloating, pain, and fatigue could almost certainly be pegged to the fact that I lived on bagels and Raisin Bran. (Seriously, I used to eat Raisin Bran at least twice a day. I thought my body didn't tolerate raisins well. Huh.) I did go to a food allergist and had some other tests to confirm it, but that day, I KNEW.

I've avoided wheat since then. Sort of. But it's really, really hard. Especially when you're a lazy cook, as I am. But I do know that when I buckled down and stocked the pantry with "safe" foods, I felt better. So I have to do that again, only more thoroughly this time, because I discovered from my books that there are more things that contain gluten than I thought. And I'll have to go through a sort of withdrawal from the cravings for bread, and weirdly enough, beer. I don't crave beer for the alcohol, it's the taste, the mouth-feel, the stout yeasty flavor. But it's essentially liquid bread.

According to the specialists, here are the most likely culprits for food sensitivity: dairy, soy, yeast, wheat, corn, and eggs. Most people who are lactose-intolerant know it, but the others are sneaky because they are in so much of our processed food. And, as much as I love my doctor, I have to say that this is one of those subjects that the mainstream medical community doesn't deal with very much. In all the years I've been treated for FM, none of my doctors has suggested dietary changes or nutritional guidance.

I could go on and on about it, but if any of this raises a red flag in your mind for yourself or anyone in your family, there is a lot of information out there. You have to go looking for it, though, because you probably won't hear it from your doctor. I say "probably" but I'm sure there are exceptions. BTW, although my sensitivity causes me to feel fatigued, in children it often comes out as hyperactivity and irritability.

Sensitivity is different from a true allergy. An allergy causes your body to release different hormones, or whatever it is that it releases (told you I'm not a medical expert!) When you're talking about allergies, it's usually stuff like shellfish or peanuts, where people have their tongues swell up and their throats close and can even go into anaphalactic shock. That's one of the reasons food sensitivities are overlooked or underrated, IMO. If you don't swell up and choke, you must not have a problem, right? Tell that to someone who's lactose-intolerant.

I can't be positive how much, or if I will feel better if I go gluten-free, but I strongly suspect that there will be an improvement. I know there was before, so I'm hanging on to that hope, because feeling this way is just impossible. For the record, let me say that I've had tests for everything from lupus to thyroid problems to heart disease. According to the tests, I'm in perfect health. That's why I sit and cry at my desk at work from the effort of holding my head up. (My, wasn't THAT a pathetic picture!)

On a brighter note: I've scored some Wollmeise! Ravelry was all abuzz the past week because of the Wollmeise releases at The Loopy Ewe. Some of the lovely people who managed to get more than one or two skeins generously offered to sell or trade, so I've got at least one coming, thanks to msknitsox. The nice thing about Ravelry is that for the most part, everyone gets along so well. Yes, there are disagreements, but apologies are freely offered and accepted, and the generosity and sharing spirit are wonderful.

I'm going to go have my last piece of Toll House Pie. If anyone knows of a nice gluten-free recipe for that, let me know, will ya?

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Almost Vacation Time!

I haven't been spending much time on the computer at all, so I feel really out of touch. I'm sure all kinds of interesting things are going on in Plurk, but I can't keep up, so I declare "Plurkruptcy" on the "View Replies" button and start all over. I'm sure there are lots of new blog posts for me to read as well, and let's not even talk about Ravelry! When did things get so complicated? So much for simplifying! Thoreau's head would explode if he were suddenly dropped in someone's computer room.

So, SOS. Well, I finished pair #13, and am poking at pair #14 occasionally, but the thrill is gone. BUT! I have a week off coming up, so after work tomorrow, I declare myself officially On Vacation (even if it is at home!) I'm trying to decide between being a total slob and knitting all day every day, or getting some big stuff out of the way, like finishing the basement clean-out that I started a couple of weeks ago.  Depending on which way it goes, I may get back into the SOS swim of things, but I'm not sure. Something else jumped on my needles last weekend, I'm embarrassed to admit, so I'm making no firm promises. One thing's for sure. I need to hit the store and stock up on ice cream and other healthy snacks.

It's very possible that I could not even leave the house next week, except for my violin lesson and Bible study groups. That's a little scary. I'm not agoraphobic in the least--I just like to be home. I do enjoy hitting a bookstore at least once a week, and there are the obligatory yarn shop visits, but otherwise I'm truly a homebody (no, not homeboy. Completely different thing, that.)  But I also know that it's better for me to get out and mingle, even though it's difficult. Mostly it's because I'm so stinkin' tired all the time from the fibromyalgia.

Speaking of FM, maybe I should use next week to start getting back into some sort of exercise schedule. I was taking ballet classes for the past few years, but I hurt my back in February, and haven't been back since. So when I do start back, it will be absolute murder on my body. That's one of the things about FM--it takes so much longer to build strength than it does for other people, and you lose it so much faster. So if I take class, that means the whole day is shot because I will pretty much be in bed the rest of the day--at least for the first couple of weeks until I get some strength built up. That would be a good use of my vacation time, though, because I will feel so much better once I get back to regular exercise. But I'll lose so much knitting time!

Decisions, decisions. Ah, well, we'll see what happens. Maybe if I rummage in my sock yarn bag I'll get the urge for sock knitting back!

Monday, July 21, 2008

Slogging Along

I'm still fighting whatever has got me down; probably a fibromyalgia flare, about which I can do almost nothing but ride it out. The fatigue is mind-blowing. I drag myself to work and stagger home and collapse and that's about it. When I don't even feel like knitting, I know I'm in bad shape!

I did have a nice violin lesson today, which lifted my spirits a little. Oh, and I learned something about practicing at home. Do not practice under a moving ceiling fan! Who knew it was that low?? It's a wonder I didn't break my bow. What's worse is that Missy was piggy-backing the baby on her shoulders the other day and ran her little noggin right into the moving fan. Yeowch!!

I'm still knitting slowly on socks. I just finished one of WendyKnits Seaweed Socks in a beautiful green-shaded Araucania Ranco Multy They are super-easy to knit, and Missy has been raving about them since the pattern first started appearing on the needles. I've cast on the second one, but it's slow going since I feel so cruddy.

I also joined a spin-for-ten-minutes-a-day group on Ravelry, so I've been using my drop spindle a bit, which is a nice change. Right now it seems like I can only do things in 10-minute-or-less increments. I couldn't even solve Sudoku in today's paper, even though it was the easy level.

I do want to post some photos, but my 10 minutes are almost up. Here's a hint: check out Wee Ones on Etsy. The woman is an artist. I got several sets of stitch markers from her the other day, and I'm afraid to look at her site again for fear I'll see something else I must have. The ones I just got were custom-made for me, so they're really special.

My 10 minutes is up. Time for my next 10-minute ice cream break.

Slogging Along

I'm still fighting whatever has got me down; probably a fibromyalgia flare, about which I can do almost nothing but ride it out. The fatigue is mind-blowing. I drag myself to work and stagger home and collapse and that's about it. When I don't even feel like knitting, I know I'm in bad shape!

I did have a nice violin lesson today, which lifted my spirits a little. Oh, and I learned something about practicing at home. Do not practice under a moving ceiling fan! Who knew it was that low?? It's a wonder I didn't break my bow. What's worse is that Missy was piggy-backing the baby on her shoulders the other day and ran her little noggin right into the moving fan. Yeowch!!

I'm still knitting slowly on socks. I just finished one of WendyKnits Seaweed Socks in a beautiful green-shaded Araucania Ranco Multy They are super-easy to knit, and Missy has been raving about them since the pattern first started appearing on the needles. I've cast on the second one, but it's slow going since I feel so cruddy.

I also joined a spin-for-ten-minutes-a-day group on Ravelry, so I've been using my drop spindle a bit, which is a nice change. Right now it seems like I can only do things in 10-minute-or-less increments. I couldn't even solve Sudoku in today's paper, even though it was the easy level.

I do want to post some photos, but my 10 minutes are almost up. Here's a hint: check out Wee Ones on Etsy. The woman is an artist. I got several sets of stitch markers from her the other day, and I'm afraid to look at her site again for fear I'll see something else I must have. The ones I just got were custom-made for me, so they're really special.

My 10 minutes is up. Time for my next 10-minute ice cream break.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

You Ask For A Miracle...

...I give you the World's Ugliest Socks. (Apologies to Alan Rickman a/k/a Hans Gruber in "Die Hard.")

Now really, I find these awful. I was going to do some sort of cable or ribbing so I wouldn't keep making plain ol' stockinette socks, but it would have been like pearls before swine, or some such metaphor. These didn't even rate a ribbed top. Plus, they were horrible to knit. I thought I'd overdone it for SOS and ruined my hands, because they would hardly work. But it was the yarn, not my hands, because as soon as I cast on these:
...ahhhh, it was like buttah.

I have no idea what the Ugly Sock yarn is. I bought it at least five years ago. I had actually started knitting a sock, but I kept stopping and starting (I wonder why?) and the gauge was all wonky in different parts. So I ripped it out and rolled it up and it hadn't seen the light of day until SOS called.

Now, in the picture, they really don't look so bad. But trust me, in life they look like someone threw up a meal of grape jelly, mustard, spinach, and red Kool-Aid. None of those colors alone is bad, but together? Blecccch!

The orange socks are Marigolds by Pamela Wynn, and they're a free download on Ravelry (thanks, Pamela!!) Hers are yellow, but I like orange marigolds, and this yarn is perfect. I'm thinking about digging up some clear beads for the leg part so I can have dew on my marigolds. (The Ugly Socks have driven me to new heights of creativity in an attempt to get them out of my brain.)

Aren't the stitch markers adorable? You can get them here at Wee Ones' etsy shop. I've sworn off looking anymore, because the monkeys were the second set I bought, and I have three more custom-made sets on order. I don't really need the markers for this pattern now, but they make me so happy that they're staying. Again, the Ugly Socks have taken their toll. I need all the fun and pretty things I can get!

As you can see in the sidebar, I've succumbed to Plurk.com. Don't ask me to explain it. You just have to check it out, and you won't really understand how fun it is until you join and start collecting friends. So jump in!

I went to the Pilates studio this afternoon for a session of Gyrotonics, and I feel pretty good, but tired. Gyrotonics is not so much a workout as gentle stretching and loosening of the muscles, with just a little strengthening thrown in. It's perfect for me because my muscles are so tight, and I need gentle work because of the Fibromyalgia. I haven't taken ballet since February, and I want to get back to it this fall, but I need to get some strength and endurace built up. I feel a little soreness starting to creep up, so I'd better get away from the computer and move a little.

But first, I have to check Plurk!

You Ask For A Miracle...

...I give you the World's Ugliest Socks. (Apologies to Alan Rickman a/k/a Hans Gruber in "Die Hard.")

Now really, I find these awful. I was going to do some sort of cable or ribbing so I wouldn't keep making plain ol' stockinette socks, but it would have been like pearls before swine, or some such metaphor. These didn't even rate a ribbed top. Plus, they were horrible to knit. I thought I'd overdone it for SOS and ruined my hands, because they would hardly work. But it was the yarn, not my hands, because as soon as I cast on these:
...ahhhh, it was like buttah.

I have no idea what the Ugly Sock yarn is. I bought it at least five years ago. I had actually started knitting a sock, but I kept stopping and starting (I wonder why?) and the gauge was all wonky in different parts. So I ripped it out and rolled it up and it hadn't seen the light of day until SOS called.

Now, in the picture, they really don't look so bad. But trust me, in life they look like someone threw up a meal of grape jelly, mustard, spinach, and red Kool-Aid. None of those colors alone is bad, but together? Blecccch!

The orange socks are Marigolds by Pamela Wynn, and they're a free download on Ravelry (thanks, Pamela!!) Hers are yellow, but I like orange marigolds, and this yarn is perfect. I'm thinking about digging up some clear beads for the leg part so I can have dew on my marigolds. (The Ugly Socks have driven me to new heights of creativity in an attempt to get them out of my brain.)

Aren't the stitch markers adorable? You can get them here at Wee Ones' etsy shop. I've sworn off looking anymore, because the monkeys were the second set I bought, and I have three more custom-made sets on order. I don't really need the markers for this pattern now, but they make me so happy that they're staying. Again, the Ugly Socks have taken their toll. I need all the fun and pretty things I can get!

As you can see in the sidebar, I've succumbed to Plurk.com. Don't ask me to explain it. You just have to check it out, and you won't really understand how fun it is until you join and start collecting friends. So jump in!

I went to the Pilates studio this afternoon for a session of Gyrotonics, and I feel pretty good, but tired. Gyrotonics is not so much a workout as gentle stretching and loosening of the muscles, with just a little strengthening thrown in. It's perfect for me because my muscles are so tight, and I need gentle work because of the Fibromyalgia. I haven't taken ballet since February, and I want to get back to it this fall, but I need to get some strength and endurace built up. I feel a little soreness starting to creep up, so I'd better get away from the computer and move a little.

But first, I have to check Plurk!

Saturday, June 14, 2008

Excess Baggage

I stumbled upon this bag the other day when I was shopping for a kitchen cabinet:

 
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Naturally, my first thought was not, "Hey, what a great piece of luggage"(which is what it is), but, "Hey, what a great knitting bag!" I said as much to the shop owner, and her response was, "Isn't it a little big for a knitting bag?" Heh. Non-knitters have such limited imaginations.

Anyway, I resisted the temptation, even though it was marked way down from the original price. I resisted temptation for approximately 48 hours, then went back, panic-stricken that some other smart knitter would have seen the potential and snapped it up. It was still there, and it went home with me. It's an April Cornell design for "Isabella's Journey" bags, which might mean something to someone else, but I'd never heard of either one. All I know is that it's a beautiful, well-constructed bag that will probably outlive me. It's made with heavy upholstery-type tapestry fabric and has little metal feet so the bottom won't get bunged up. I love it.

Oh, and what's this? Is that...yarn...peeking out? Why, of course! (Oops, I typed "of curse" accidentally.)

 
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Best. Bag. Ever. It was the only one in the shop, but here's how you can contact them to see if they'll order one for you (since you, too, are a smart knitter.)

But wait, there's more! I came across the ad for this shop on Ravelry. Ravelry will be the death (or bankruptcy) of me yet. This is a spindle bag. Very cool, with a little pocket for your spindle to slip into and plenty of room for roving.

 
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Then there was this bag, and seeing as I'm doing socks all summer, I was a goner the moment I set eyes on it. It's an "Everything but the Knitting" bag, which comes with a wrist loop, a crochet hook in its very own little pocket, and a tin containing scissors, tape measure, stitch markers, and a yarn needle.

 
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The pictures on the Julip Bags site are much, much better than mine, so check it out. See how generous I'm being? I'm passing on links to all the good stuff. After I've ordered mine.

Ok, enough on the bags. I had planned to go to the local Worldwide Knit in Public Day event, and had even made plans with Abby to meet up there, but my body is not cooperating today. I'm having really bad neck spasms, and even a trip to the chiropractor and massage therapist yesterday didn't help. I have fibromyalgia, and I'm having one of those "hurt-all-over" days. I can't think straight, and I didn't have the energy even to shower and gather my stuff this morning and head downtown. I'm so frustrated by this. I'm sure there were a lot of people there that I haven't seen since I dropped out of the guilds I was in, and I really wanted to meet Abby. I had my spindle bag all packed up, because we were going to spin despite the fact that it's Knit in Public day. (Well, hey--you gotta have yarn before you can knit, right? Close enough.)

So I'm slogging around grumbling about how unfair it is that I can't make plans for anything because I never know if I'll be able to follow through. But I know it could be much, much worse. I'm otherwise healthy, according to numerous tests, so I'm going to shut up about it now.

Only one more week before the SOS contest starts! Off to work on something from The List. And to check out whatever Missy is baking that smells absolutely wonderful!

Excess Baggage

I stumbled upon this bag the other day when I was shopping for a kitchen cabinet:

 
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Naturally, my first thought was not, "Hey, what a great piece of luggage"(which is what it is), but, "Hey, what a great knitting bag!" I said as much to the shop owner, and her response was, "Isn't it a little big for a knitting bag?" Heh. Non-knitters have such limited imaginations.

Anyway, I resisted the temptation, even though it was marked way down from the original price. I resisted temptation for approximately 48 hours, then went back, panic-stricken that some other smart knitter would have seen the potential and snapped it up. It was still there, and it went home with me. It's an April Cornell design for "Isabella's Journey" bags, which might mean something to someone else, but I'd never heard of either one. All I know is that it's a beautiful, well-constructed bag that will probably outlive me. It's made with heavy upholstery-type tapestry fabric and has little metal feet so the bottom won't get bunged up. I love it.

Oh, and what's this? Is that...yarn...peeking out? Why, of course! (Oops, I typed "of curse" accidentally.)

 
Posted by Picasa


Best. Bag. Ever. It was the only one in the shop, but here's how you can contact them to see if they'll order one for you (since you, too, are a smart knitter.)

But wait, there's more! I came across the ad for this shop on Ravelry. Ravelry will be the death (or bankruptcy) of me yet. This is a spindle bag. Very cool, with a little pocket for your spindle to slip into and plenty of room for roving.

 
Posted by Picasa


Then there was this bag, and seeing as I'm doing socks all summer, I was a goner the moment I set eyes on it. It's an "Everything but the Knitting" bag, which comes with a wrist loop, a crochet hook in its very own little pocket, and a tin containing scissors, tape measure, stitch markers, and a yarn needle.

 
Posted by Picasa


The pictures on the Julip Bags site are much, much better than mine, so check it out. See how generous I'm being? I'm passing on links to all the good stuff. After I've ordered mine.

Ok, enough on the bags. I had planned to go to the local Worldwide Knit in Public Day event, and had even made plans with Abby to meet up there, but my body is not cooperating today. I'm having really bad neck spasms, and even a trip to the chiropractor and massage therapist yesterday didn't help. I have fibromyalgia, and I'm having one of those "hurt-all-over" days. I can't think straight, and I didn't have the energy even to shower and gather my stuff this morning and head downtown. I'm so frustrated by this. I'm sure there were a lot of people there that I haven't seen since I dropped out of the guilds I was in, and I really wanted to meet Abby. I had my spindle bag all packed up, because we were going to spin despite the fact that it's Knit in Public day. (Well, hey--you gotta have yarn before you can knit, right? Close enough.)

So I'm slogging around grumbling about how unfair it is that I can't make plans for anything because I never know if I'll be able to follow through. But I know it could be much, much worse. I'm otherwise healthy, according to numerous tests, so I'm going to shut up about it now.

Only one more week before the SOS contest starts! Off to work on something from The List. And to check out whatever Missy is baking that smells absolutely wonderful!