Silk Cocoon Cardigan

This is #3 for NaKniSweMoDo. Silk Cocoon Cardigan from the Spring 09 Interweave Knits. I knit it in the yarn called for, Blue Sky Alpacas Alpaca & Silk (gorgeous stuff) in the color Peacock. I love it but holy crap was there a lot of finishing on this puppy. Seaming, grafting, reverse single crochet, buttons, button loops, and more seaming. Yeah. Won't ever knit it again but I love the finished thing, a little warm for the gorgeous weather we're having lately.

Agonizing

So you've decided to update your stash on Ravelry. Good for you. You think you've been fairly good about adding things as you bring them home and your excel sheet says you've got about 25k yards. All good & fine. Beware...the stash lies. After photos and stashifying you've now got a whopping 42,139.9 yards of yarn. !!! That's roughly 23.9 miles. !!! Really? How'd that happen? Was it the recent rash of retail therapy? Sock yarn doesn't really have that much yardage, does it? Is that why the cedar chest won't close? Wow. Amazing. Must. Knit. Faster.

Dead Snow

Nazi zombies + gory humor = happy me. I saw this at my first ever SIFF movie (thanks, Sarah!) and couldn't have been happier. It even has the added bonus of some gorgeous scenery.

CONTROL

Amazing.

Progress

I've been working somewhat steadily on this sweater after taking a knitting break to make the Man's birthday socks (done, already in the laundry bin after wearing). I feel like I'm finally making progress. That's two sleeves and about 14 inches of the back done. It's the Silk Cocoon Cardigan from the Spring 09 issue of IK. I love the yarn, Blue Sky Alpacas Alpaca & Silk, but it does turn my fingers blue. I'm resigned to greenish-blue tinted fingernails until I'm done with it. NaKniSweMoDo number 3. I want to just power through and get it done by the end of May but I've got crazy knitting jealousy about everyone's Ishbels. Mmm...Ishbel.

Going Green

Trailer trash has a whole new meaning. Look here.

Blah.

Gone to Salem and back again. Contracted deadly cold that will not leave my head. Eating homeopathic cold tablets like candy. My knitting turns my fingers blue, again. My eyeballs feel like cotton balls & I sound like I drink a bottle of bourbon for breakfast each morning. All in all, a great first Mother's Day.

Time for a nap.

Time Flies

I feel weird about posting pictures or anything of my little one on my blog but she is so darn cute lately that I can't help myself. She was four months last week and is growing like a weed. Rolling over is her new favorite past time beside vocalizing to her heart's content.