Random, self-absorbed musings of a Scheherezade wannabe with a crocheting grandmother personna
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Meet Nellie Nester
This was the handmade item for my Warm Ewe Up swap on Ravelry. It took so long to make, I had to send it separately from the last package.
I completed Nellie weekend before last and didn't post her pic because I wanted Mo to get a chance to see her first. Turns out, the timing was perfect. Check out Mo's post on her own blog.
Mo's photos are much better than mine, but you can get a peek into my apartment in mine. That's my favorite piano there in the background. If you look really closely on the right-hand side in the background, you can see my penguin bathrobe draped over my balance ball. As a housekeeper, I make a lousy photographer. (Or is it as a photographer, I make a lousy housekeeper?)
Mo collects nesting chickens and what better gift for a winter swap than a cozy?
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
Warm Ewe Up Final Reveal

I am happy finally to have some time to devote to the ol' blog. This public thank-you is long overdue.
My poor swap partner had quite a challenge in me because I have so much stuff, I have no business participating in a swap. Yarn has become my screen monster that threatens to eat our home. So when someone says, "What do you need? What colors do you want? What kind of yarn," yada yada yada, I put my hands up in a defensive gesture and scream "Noooooooooooooo!"
In spite of all that, she uncannily chose absolutely perfect gifts for me! I'm not going to build up the suspense here because I am so excited about these fingerless gloves, I simply can't put off mentioning them:
I am positive she has ESP. I was eyeing sock monkey patterns at the lys while she was choosing these pattern book to send me. All of them are perfect for me and thoughtfully take into consideration my taste and the type of projects I do.
She is a very good photographer, too, and sent me a photo taken in her home, upstate New York, near where my own DH was born and raised. I love it up there, and her photo captured the autumn leaves that I recall so well from the only time I ever visited there. (A portion of the photo is barely visible under my fingers above.)
The little lamb has already found a home with the Baby in the Seafoam Booties. The two are very good and fast friends now.
Now I have officially sworn off swaps until I have finished all my UFOs and made a dent in the yarn that threatens to push us out of house and home.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Warm You Up Winter Swap Blog Question #5

In all honesty, I can't say there is one pattern I enjoy that much. My attention is always on the next project and the next and the next and the next. I often think "This is a good pattern to make again for so-and-so," but I never get a round tuit.
- some gorgeous glass cozies made from thread that I don't even have a picture of to show you;
- the Love Knot dress for babies (I'll add the photo later if I can find it....);
- cotton shopping bags;
- zombie Amigurumi;
- the bridal purse (search "weddings" herein); and
- baby shoes
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Woot! Loot!

I apologize for my infrequent blogging these days. Demands on my time and all. I won't bore you with the details.
Crocheting time has become dear, as well. I am very far behind on promised projects, including the prize for the brooch contest, but I hope to have that completed by the end of next weekend.
Meanwhile, I received this fantastic package from my Falling for Ewe secret swap pal. Dear, dear, Pal. You and I have far more in common than you may have realized. I cannot wait to "meet" you for real and exchange private emails.
Just opening the outer package gave me a lift. Just look at all the pretty packages!

Inside was the most luscious, soft, heavenly yarn imaginable. And the color! I wish the photo could do it justice. It's a bit on the watermelon side of true red, and looking at it just makes me sigh. I'm not sure what I'll do with it, but I'm looking for scarf and hat patterns right now that will suit it. I would love feeling this yarn caressing my face in the San Francisco fog.
I am afraid I have given my spoiler a bit of a hard time because I mentioned that I don't really need any more yarn. Add to that the fact that I can't have scents and shouldn't eat sweets and it's kind of hard to spoil me, isn't it?
Well, she manages quite well, I must say. These Dove sugar-free chocolates are fabulous! My candy jar at work was in need of replenishing, judging by the "innocent" comments of passersby who have been looking in there. I shared a few of the sweets with the jar, but most of them are stashed in a drawer where only I can sneak them out!

I love the sage green cotton thread. I have so many projects in mind requiring cotton thread, I don't know which all I'll choose for this thread ultimately, but I'm definitely going to be making glass cozies and beaded evening bags and sachets for a start!
Speaking of which, this book -- which came from my spoiler's personal stash, by the way -- is actually a book I once checked out of the library! I love most of the patterns in it and it's especially wonderful because it has cat toys in it! My cats were gifted by a previous spoiler with knitted cat toy mice and they have abandoned all their other toys for those three mice. One of them goes hunting every night at around 3:00 a.m. and carries those mice around the apartment, dropping them and yowling about her conquest. (Luckily, DH and I are relatively sound sleepers.) I had always hoped to have crochet patterns of cat toys.
But there are more patterns in there I love -- and plenty for cotton thread, like sachets and purses and wash cloths. It will definitely get use.
Spoiler, thank you so much! I'll get a proper thank you in the mail this week.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Warm You Up Winter Swap Blog Question #3 (West Coast Version
What would you do to stay warm and cozy while it’s snowing?
Yes, I remember snow. And ice. I'm an Illinois child, remember?
People who don't live in California often think that I live in a sunny clime. But San Francisco is not often sunny, and it's not at all the balmy paradise that folks imagine.
One of the pastimes here in the summer, especially in July, is watching the tourists shiver their way around town in their wholly inapproriate attire: shorts and sandals. They don't often think to bring winter gear, but July is actually our coldest month.
I caught pneumonia in San Francisco when I first visited here in July of 1966. I had spent the day before in Sacramento where it was 106 degrees in the shade, got the worst sunburn of my life (3rd degree in places), and then came to San Francisco where my all-weather raincoat was insufficient to keep me warm, especially considering the temperature of my skin.
Still, I haven't seen much snow here except on the mountaintops or on a trip to Tahoe or Reno.
What I used to do to keep warm was to bake. I still do that here, even this past weekend. I'll bake or roast something and then prop the oven door open and let the air get warmed up by the leftover heat. Sometimes I even stand in front of it, warming my hands and behind, until it's all cooled down.
Also in the running:
- Wearing a very fluffy warm bathrobe;
- Taking hot, hot baths;
- Wearing woolen socks or houseslippers with a cuppa tea;
- Wrapping myself in an electric blanket with a cuppa cocoa;
- Snuggling with a) a cat; b) two cats; c) a reluctant husband (who is cold-blooded anyway so he isn't much good to me in these circumstances).
Friday, January 23, 2009
An Act of Swapper Love

- Look past the yummy yarns (Burgundy cotton and Tofutsies in a lovely lavendar ombre).
- Look past the portable crochet pattern booklets (with the adorable ducky and dinosaur baby toys inside that only I know about.... Wait a minute. I just told you about them. Well, only I have seen them.)
- Look past the pretty notes...
- Look past the bottle of natural, unscented Eucalan no rinse, delicate wash laundry concentrate (which I've never seen before and which I can't wait to try!)
- Look past the Dove chocolates -- Yes! I said look past Dove Chocolates! Me! MOI! I SAID THAT! (Yeah, I don't believe it either.)
That is a loving work of art from my swap partner. What a warm and loving letter she sent to me -- a virtual stranger!
And get this line she wrote about the laundry concentrate: "Please forgive the dented bottle. I fell down the stairs this morning on my way out to work and dropped the bag."
Wow. The mind boggles.
First of all, I do hope she's okay. Those soft tissue injuries can sneak up on you later.
But get this. She's told me -- her secret pal -- that she fell down the stairs. She has given up her rights to post on Ravelry about her injuries and thus garner sympathy from all of us loving knitters and crocheters or else risk outing herself to me.
Now that's an Act of Love.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Warm Ewe Up Question #2
If you could only knit or crochet with one brand of yarn for the rest of the year, what would it be and why?
If I could only crochet with one brand of yarn for the rest of the year, it would be the brand that I have the most of in my stash, whatever that is. I suspect it's cotton, either Pisgah Yarn & Dyeing Co. or Lion Brand.
In fact, Lion Brand would be a good choice because then if I used up all the cotton I have in that brand, I would have a wide range of fibres to choose from when I had to buy yarn.
But then, choosing Pisgah Yarn & Dyeing Company is kind of a cheat because it would include Peaches & Creme and crochet thread, so I'd have a broader choice of projects to make.
The reason I would rather choose the one that I have the most of is because I'm a bit -- well, let's say thrifty, and I could kill two proverbial birds with one proverbial stone: I could reduce my stash considerably and I would be forced to focus, so I would catch up on all the gifts I had planned with that yarn.
Not exactly what you were thinking when you asked the question, eh, moderator?
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Why Did I Learn To Crochet?
I was born to crochet. It is my destiny.
Seriously.
My maternal grandmother crocheted. She was a 4'8" spitfire of Irish heritage and she was left-handed. In fact, she had several (I'm thinking maybe 8? but I can't recall how many) siblings, and they were all left-handed.
Sadly for her, both her children -- my mother and my aunt -- were right-handed. They longed to crochet like their mom but they couldn't quite learn from a left-hander.
When I was born and showed a preference for the left hand, there was much rejoicing because now Gramma (she was still just Gramma then. Later she would be known as "Little Gramma" by her great-grandchildren to distinguish her from their grandmothers) would have someone she could teach to crochet.
I learned to make a chain when I was 4 or 5. I would have gone on merrily making chains until Kingdom Come but for a pivotal and rather traumatic moment in my tender childhood.
One day a lady came to our house to do business with my mother. I am not quite certain what the business was -- my mother was an Avon lady at the time and probably it had something to do with that -- but for some reason, it was important that manners and protocol prevail that day.
The woman sat in a chair in the living room and waited for my mother, who went off somewhere else in the house to fetch something for her. While she waited, the lady pulled out of her handbag two needles and began knitting something. I was fascinated and nosy, of course. I asked her questions about what she was doing and she answered sweetly. We were having a delightful conversation when my mother re-entered the room just in time to hear me tell the lady, "I crochet."
"Do you?" she crooned. "What do you crochet?"
"Oh, chains," I answered proudly.
The two women dispatched their business and the lady left. My mother had no sooner closed the door on her than she whirled around and berated me soundly. "Don't tell people you crochet! All you can do is make chains! That's not real crocheting! If you tell people you crochet, then they expect that you can actually make something."
Looking back from an adult perspective, I realized that that lady and what she thought about me and my mother was of Very Great Importance to my mom or she wouldn't have been so harsh with me. But at the time, I was devastated that I'd made an awful faux pas (even though I wouldn't have understood the term if someone had told me then that I'd made a faux pas.)
As soon as Gramma visited again, I went to her and demanded that she show me something else. Something more than a chain. Something like what she was doing.
Thus I learned my first stitch. And my second. And lo and behold, a Granny Square!
Every year someone gave my grandmother a gift subscription to Workbasket. She kept them in a trunk in her living room and used the trunk as a footstool. She let me read them and I taught myself how to read a pattern and began making Barbie clothes and toilet paper covers, the usual Workbasket variety of FOs. My grandmother was envious of my "talent" because, she said, she didn't know how to read a pattern. I guess the person who gave her the Workbasket never knew that because she kept getting them every year. By the time I was grown up, they filled the entire trunk. I'd grab a few of them every time I visited her but by the time I was in college, I had no time for crocheting. I didn't pick it up again until recent years.
But nowadays, every time I make an FO that I'm proud of and I post a picture of it on Ravelry or on this blog, I think, "See Mom, I really can crochet!"
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Warm Ewe Up Winter Yarn Swap Questionnaire
- Crochet. I learned when I was 5 or 6 and I am now over a half-century old, but there are decades-long gaps when I haven't been "at the craft," so I don't know how to answer. But I can do most anything I want to do with it. Most.
- Not that way you mean when you ask.
- Soft ones like alpaca and cotton and soy.
- Colorful crochet threads (no. 10 or 20).
- Mohair. Too hard to crochet with it.
- Hmmm. Surprise me.
- Almost any color appearing in nature.
- earth tones
- heathery blues and greens and greys
- jewel tones
- coral and peach
- not maroon
- not so much the black and white.
- Anything for babies or children.
- Anything gift-y for friends that they really appreciate, such as:
- hats
- scarves
- market bags
- Amigurumi
- threadwork like beaded bags or
- snowflake ornaments.
- I'm finish up a christening outfit that should be done next week.
- Then I've got an alpaca throw for a wedding gift
- I must get started on and some stuffed toys for gifts: a monkey and a bear and a set of penguin bowling pins.
- I'd still have to go with the beaded bridal purse. See my blog entry on it entitled "What Is It About Weddings?"
Eventually, but I have plenty to work on before then.
- Hairpin lace
- broomstick lace
- Bruges lace
- Irish crochet
- And I intend to learn to felt without a washing machine, like with a little washboard or felting washboard that I've seen at my lys.
- Nope. Don't want one either.
- I have rolls that serve the purpose, one of them made by someone in an earlier swap which I will keep forever.
- Egg cups. (I own only one but I would like it to turn into a collection.)
- I have a collection of comb-bound grass roots type of cookbooks, like from church bazaars, but that is sort of accidental. See my blog post about it.
- Oh, dear. That's Pandora's box for this borderline diabetic! Sugar free chocolates for me or the occasional bite of dark chocolate for me.
- Allergic. Can tolerate some natural scents, but not vanilla -- it's usually not really natural when you get it in candles and the like.
- Nope.
- Also see my earlier questionnaire for these swaps, August 12, 2008, Question 20.
- Living situation: chaotic
- Married.
- Pet kids (two cats)
- Grown, married daughter lives 700 miles away
- Wool, most likely, but I kind of ignore that.
- Molds, so don't send any bleu or Gorgonzola cheese or penicillin.
- This is probably not a welcome admission, but I really don't need anything at all. (Well, actually, I don't own a pair of fingerless gloves which I understand are good for typing.) I have more yarn than I can make into something in the next three years. I join the swaps because I like giving. I guess if you want to send me something handmade, if you send something suitable for giving to my favorite charities, that would be welcome. Just be sure to tell me that you're giving it to me for that purpose. For instance, lilybugs or Children and Family Services.





