Check out all the groovy pictures of my cute little Night Elf. She looked awesome and had a great time!
I thought I would share with you another obsession of mine, other than knitting, and in doing so, share the odd story of how my husband and I met. We are both players on a computer game called World of Warcraft. I’m wondering if there are any players in the knit/blog community? I’ll bet there are. Anyway, we were in the same guild together and became fast friends, when I met my husband, he looked like this…
Pretty good looking…for a cow. And when he met me, I looked like this…
Yep, a blue troll with big blue spikey mohawk hair…and the attitude to match. Sometimes we act a bit more like our characters than we are willing to admit. We got to know the person before we ever got to see each other. He’s my best friend and I’m glad I found him.
So, this is one of the things we love to do together as a couple…run around smashing things and beating up people and looting…all in game of course. 😉 Hey, it’s cheaper than therapy!
Now this year, the Monkey requested that she dress up like a character from the game, so she’s going as a Night Elf Priest…pictures to follow.
So last night I was working away on this…
…when my DH drew my attention to this…
Simon and JinBao…calm, quiet. Weird, this is the calmest I have ever seen the two of them in close proximity to each other. Normally they are running around the house bumping into each other, furniture, people, walls, whatever while trying to chew a leg off the opposite dog. They love to rough house so this picture was…shocking…and so cute I began to feel a wee bit nauseous.
OKAY, these babies were ready for the kitchener stitch Friday night during our biweekly monkey swap, but unfortunately, I ran out of daylight in the car. So, after the Monkey swap I purchased a head lamp for knitting en route now that it’s dark out with the time change. I promised my husband I wouldn’t look at him while he was driving and blind him with my head lamp. ANYWAY, I digress…
They finally went under the kitchener needle yesterday and here you are…Belated Birthday Socks!
This little pattern turned out great, I will write it up…someday, and post it. Also, I have always made the worst kitchener stitch in the world UNTIL I found this little gem. Thanks to the wonderful folks at KnittingAtKNoon.
After the socks were done I had a surprise cast on. I had every intention of casting on socks for Christmas presents or one of the new patterns I downloaded from Chicknits. I really need to make something for myself, it’s been two years, I think I’m ready…sooo, I, like many others, have succumbed to the call of the My So Called Scarf. It’s lovely, and quick and a great pattern, easy two row repeat to memorize. AND I have this amazingly soft silk/merino blend that I have been saving for the perfect pattern.
Sometime this week I will be posting a picture of my “I-Didn’t-Go-To-Rhinebeck-Stash-Backlash”. Nope, didn’t go, and of course I spent this past week buying yarn to make up for it. I’m beginning to think it would have been cheaper just to go, but it has made going to the PO for the next few days a real treat!
I am having a contest, a blog-warming if you will. I am trying to find more interesting blogs to read myself, and introduce others to my humble little blog. Soo, that said, here’s the prize:
Your choice of one skein of the light weight Socks That Rock, in the colorway of your choice. Also a great chance to check out the great new colorways.
Stop on by, have a look around, leave a comment in this particular post, also leave the name of the colorway you would like if you win.
I will randomly choose a winner on November 1st, the 2 month anniversary of my blog.
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I am currently trying to resist the call to cast on as I am finishing the belated birthday socks. Now, most of you know the sound of this siren song. It happens usually midway through a project, you purchase a lovely new yarn, a great pattern, something like that and it calls you, gently, quietly at first. You keep knitting on your current project, working away at your labor of love. Your eyes drift across the room to the new handpainted sock yarn, or over to the new pattern you just downloaded sitting on your table. That sweet song soon becomes louder, more distracting until it’s almost as if it’s mocking you, “Come on, you can work on more than one or two projects at a time, cast me on, who’s it gonna hurt.” The next thing you know your current WIP is tossed aside as you cast on your new project with great joy and excitement. Your old WIP destined to become…..another UFO.
I did not go to Rhinebeck…*sigh*. The irony is that I have lived in upstate NY all my life, a mere 2 1/3 hours from Rhinebeck, and it wasn’t until I moved to PA that I learned about the great woolly festival. Sad really.
I got a rather impatient email from my mother today wondering where her birthday socks were. Rrrgh. So I continued to knit away at them tonight, wondering why the blasted heel was so big and wonky when it occured to me…I NEVER TURNED THE HEEL FLAP! Sheesh, come on Tracey, get with it. So rip, rip, rip back to the heel flap, turn, turn, turn, we are back on track folks and we are looking at an ETA of Friday for an FO! Hang in there mom, there a ‘comin!
And…let me introduce you to two of my favorite guys, my husband and fuzzy britches, notice the unfolded laundry they are both laying on. My husband affectionately refers to JinBao as “Dork”.