Photography

Lemontines Gets a Makeover!

Photoshop has submitted.  I have defeated the beast.  I am now Beast Master, Slayer of Photoshop.

Well, hardly, but after completing the assignment’s in Kim’s three “week” class, I definitely have a better grasp (although, sometimes, it still feels like that grasp is weak, slipping away – ah!) of what I’m doing, and I decided to give Lemontines a makeover.  

I switched from Blogger (Knit and the City) to my own url and WordPress because at the time, it was hard to find unique templates for Blogger, and every Blogger blog, aside from the header, pretty much looked the same.  I thought, with WordPress, I would have more customizable options – and I do, but to a certain extent it’s limited by code.  To some “code is poetry,” to me, its just code – and some of it is completely baffling and indecipherable.  I would really like to switch to this template, Thesis, which uses it’s own code, “hooks,” is more user friendly, and has a ton of product support, but I can’t bring myself to plunk down money when there are so many free themes out there, that with a little tweaking, could probably give me the look I want.  If this were a business, I wouldn’t hesitate for a second on spending the money, but since this is a tiny enterprise, with a small following, it seems a little over the top (although, you never know – I could have one of those what the heck moments, and hit that paypal button). 

So, what do I want?  Well, I want it to work.  And, while my last theme was for the most part functional, it was really really hard to get my Scrapbook page to work, there was no double spacing between paragraphs (which is an easy fixed – which I thought I had fixed, but then the fix somehow disappeared), there was a huge gap between any slideshow and text and the end of the posts, and the posts often ran together at the bottom.

So functionality is key, as is a customizable header.  You can throw your own header in just about any theme, but some are just easier than others.  And, I wanted a nice, roomie header – and header real estate in WordPress templates is surprisingly hard to find.  When I look at Blogger templates these days, I’m actually a little sorry I switched over – Blogger allows for just about any size header, and backgrounds are easily changed with a click of a button as well.  My old theme, Paalm, is by this guy Sadish; all of his themes have a healthy sized, customizable header that to change is simply a click of a button.  He has a few new themes that I hadn’t seen before I picked this one to play with – so you may see more changes in the coming weeks.  But, after looking at what felt like a gazillion free WordPress themes, this header seemed the biggest, and easiest to change. 

But, sigh, I’ve become picky – there are problems with this theme too – I don’t especially love the color scheme, I don’t like how there is no border space in the side bar boxes (that the text is scrunched up against the edge of the box), I don’t like how the footer doesn’t line up at the bottom, and I don’t like the text, lack of buttons, on the page navigation bar above.  There are also two search bars, and I’m not sure why.  Anyway, I will be working on fixing all of these things in the next couple of days, and if I don’t figure it out – I’ll probably be looking in themeland again, sigh.

So, the one thing I am really happy with about this makeover is my new header!  You can look at the header as basically my “final” from Kim’s class — it pretty much incorporates all of the things she covers in the clas.  It uses layers — there are textured layers, blending layers, color fill layers, and text layers.  The photo of Lemon is cropped from another photo, and I applied an artistic filter – paint dabs I think, and it has it’s own layers pf texture and color before I ever placed it in the banner.  And, once placed in the banner, there was only a little patch of grass, so I used some copying and pasting to have grass cover the entire banner.  Then I used a patch tool and a smudge brush to hide the splice marks.  It has special brushes (the butterfly stamps – free!) that I downloaded and installed, as well as a special font (also free!), that again, she teaches you how to install.   

If anyone is interested in Kim’s class – which obviously, I can’t recommend enough, you can still sign up for it, and she has a new class opening up, “The Art of Texture” which I’m sure will be an awesome follow up to the Skinny, the beginner’s need to know course.  As you may have noticed, I put “weeks” in quotes above, because you can do the class at your own pace.  For instance, week 1 has five lessons, and a couple of bonuses.  Working through those assignments took me most of the weekend (I did devote a lot of time to them – kind of obsessively), and then Week 2 and Week 3 went much faster because of the time spent practicing the skills from Week 1.  Anyway, I’m all set for the next class!

I love class – and I’m thinking of taking another online e-course.  This one, Bloom, a photo ecourse, is not photoshop, but actually photography.  Photoshop is magic, but what comes out of your camera is where it all starts. 

So, happy spring cleaning everyone – a makeover is always fun for everyone, even if it’s just a sweet lipstick!

Take That Photoshop! I’ll Get You Yet!

I’m not really a very handy person.  Change a lightbulb – okey doke, check, I can do that.  Hang a picture?  Perhaps pushing it.  Plumbing?  No.  Just no.

So, it’s somewhat surprising that I’ve always been a bit tech savy.  I had a Commodore computer back in the day, and was off and running on the Internet early on with Q-link.  I used WordPerfect in DOS long before Windows, and had no problem adjusting to MSWord, Excel, Powerpoint or any other host of programs.

That is, until Photoshop.

Photoshop, seriously, kicks my ass.  I bought books, I took a 2 night class at Temple University, I played with it, and all I really got was aggravation.  My MS Digital Image Pro software was so much easier, so much more intuitive, and of course, so much less effective.  After the Temple class I bought another book, and thought about committing myself to really learning how to use the program.  Thought about it, but that’s about it.  First, the book sat on the desk next to the computer.  Then, I moved the book to my nightstand.  Then, I moved it under the t.v. stand, and there it became a forgotten, dustbunny catcher.  And, our very expensive software sat unloved and unused. 

Until this weekend, when I discovered Kim Klassen’s online Photoshop class, The Skinny, a hands on collection of video tutorials which allow you to jump right in with Photoshop on a need to know basis – there’s no overload of information, no professional processing jargon, just a straightforward, do this, then to this, and then, ta da!  I found Kim’s blog through Somerset Studio’s Artful Blogging – a really lovely magazine, highlighting art blogs on the web, and showcasing really creative photographers, painters, textile artists, and others who have taken personal, introspective blog journeys.  I’ve gotten the last four or five issues, and I really love paging through it before I go to bed.  On one hand, it’s like my writing – I know I’m a perfectly fine writer, but when I read really truly brilliant writing, I never want to write again — if I can’t write like that, why write at all?  On the other hand, it’s really, I hate to sound all schmaltzy, inspirational – ordinary women (I don’t think I’ve seen a featured male blog yet) creating extraordinary posts with a few words and a few images. 

So, here are a few of the my projects from Week 1’s Lessons –

So, as you can see, in the second, Photoshopped a la Kim, photo, the color pops, and I’ve added a ttv frame, something I had never heard of, and it certainly would never have occurred to me to add one to anything before.  And, the text is also Kim’s from the classwork.  How much more attractive and appealing would my Sheepy Cardigan post have been if it had the second picture as opposed to the first?

In the next lesson, we learned to dream it up – turning a very bright, vibrant photo into something very dreamy.  What’s more dreamy than a wedding, right?

These are my wedding shoes and my bouquet.  I had no idea why my photographer was so obsessed with taking pictures of my shoes, but now I’m glad she did — I think the dreamed up photo is a lovely memento of my getting ready morning.  And, it kind of reflects the weather we had as well, a kind of misty day.

And, here’s one of Joe and I –

How sweet are we????

So, that’s my work for today.  Hopefully, as I practice, practice will make artful.

The State of the Starmore (s)

Stardate May 7, 2010, Knitter’s Log 2 – In honor of Mother’s Day, or just in the course of normal knitting insanity, I cast on another Starmore – a Jade Starmore – and now have mother and daughter on needles. 

First, Mama Starmore – no pictures – it’s too sad.  On Sunday night, just as I planned, I dumped Thoroughbreds on our bed, much to the chagrin of my husband, and began the sorting process.  I picked up each ball, and yelled at it ‘Tell me your name, dammit – are you Turf?  Mooskit?  Tell me, or die!!!!”  Anyway, not shockingly, the ballbandless blobs did not speak up, and I abandoned that line of attack.  I would just figure it out as I went – one color at a time.

So, I started to knit – ok, easy peasy – the first colors were already on the needles, and from looking back, and looking at the tails, I could move on to the next color.  But after the first row, something just felt off – and then I remembered the stitch count problem.  So, I counted.

And, I counted again.

And, one final time.

Drat.  I had only done the armhole decreases on one side of the vest – for 2.5 inches.  No wonder I put it down. 

Let the ripping begin.

And that is why there is no picture of my ripped back Starmore.  But, at least it’s fixed, and hopefully, I’ll start knitting it again before Starmortis once again sinks in.

Now to the daughter, Jade, and Persian Tiles.  Persian Tiles Wrap is from Jade’s book, A Collector’s Item, a collection of knitting designs inspired by the Glasgow Museum’s Burrell Collection, a collection of 9000 works of art, including tapestries, paintings, stained glass, and scupltures, among other things.   Unlike other Starmore’s, this design, a two colored Fair Isle, is meant to be personalized, in fact on the Virtual Yarns website, she says,

 “Here is a very quick and very easy way to add combinations of our Hebridean colours to a home. The example shown here, in Spindrift and Solan Goose, is a subtle take on my original version. I made it to go with the blonde sanded floorboards in my living room. However, you can choose our colours to give many different effects. I know of a deep green leather couch that is beautifully graced by a pair of Persian Tiles cushions in Red Deer and Calluna. Just choose your mood. An amendment is provided to be used in conjunction with the book.”

 

Choose your own colors?!? Sweet!  Of course, she does recommend choosing Virtual Yarns colors, but eh, at least I know longer have to worry is a Starmore still a Starmore when it’s no longer a Starmore, not that I had been planning on worrying about that, really truly deeply.

Choosing two colors was hard for me – I’m not a colorist.   I even bought a color wheel to help me out, but then I couldn’t figure out which arrow went with which star that went with which triangle.  I spent at least 45 minutes at the Davidson‘s booth at Maryland Sheep and Wool, putting every color on the shelf together with a pair.  First, I settled on a rich, dark ocean blue, and a lighter blue, but I was afraid that they wouldn’t read.  So, I asked the woman who was manning the booth what she thought, and she thought I needed something that popped – like yellow.  I immediately said, uch, I don’t want it to look like I went to Michigan – and oops, then noticed she was wearing a Michigan t-shirt.  Oh well.  No yellow.  A slinked away, and eventually picked these two colors:

Burgundy, and

And Bayberry.

Anyway, so here’s almost the first repeat of the fifty row, fifty stitch pattern repeat –

It’s a surpringsly easy knit – it’s a long repeat, but the pattern is symmetrical, so once you go up the row, down the row is just backwards.  I’m not catching my floats in the back, first because I’m lazy, and second, because I knit fair isle with one hand, and pick and throw my yarn, so I don’t naturally carry the yarn behind the work.  Because there are some 15 stitch floats, I’m probably going to have to line the thing if I ever finish it – oh, I’m sorry WHEN I finish it, righto.

Yarn for Persian Tiles was my goal at Sheep and Wool, but of course, I had to go off plan, and buy a few things here and there.  Usually a few things means 10 things, but this year I was pretty good – this is the rest of my haul –

I’m not sure what the skein on the left is, but the center skein is Creatively Dyed, and the 2 on the right, are Miss Babs.  And, from this little gathering of fingering and laceweight will spring Haruni, Juneberry Triangle (if I can ever get my hands on the pattern – it’s backordered everywhere!), and something else.

So, are you a bit tired of my muddy pictures?  I am – and I’m going to take another crack at Photoshop.  I found this online course, so we’ll see how it goes. 

And how goes Lemon – my husband sent this picture from his new camera phone –

It’s nice to be Lemon, and hang on the deck all day!

Have a good weekend everyone, and have a Happy Mother’s Day – and go on, do it – cast on a mother daughter team!

Post o’ Panda – San Diego Zoo 2009

Many people wondered why Joe and I got married so quickly; we were engaged in August and married in November. Luckily, this isn’t the 50’s — people weren’t huddling in corners, and whispering in hushed voices, “Is she pregnant?” – no I just got straight forward questions – are you knocked up? The answer to that would be – no.

 

The real answer is that we already had a vacation planned in November – a trip to San Diego to see the Eagles v. the Chargers at Qualcom Stadium, and we planned around what turned out to be a lovely preplanned honeymoon. The answer to why Eagles v. Chargers is a more complicated question, actually. My dear husband, even though a lifelong PA resident, somehow emerged a Chargers fan. Something to do with Dan Fouts, something to do with the West Coast offense – I don’t know.

 

So, over the next week, while I will not attempt to explain my husband’s Charger nature, I will try to blog about our trip. Today’s post is my favorite part of our trip – besides being with my new hubby, of course.

 

Joe’s not really a zoo enthusiast, but after seeing his team win on their home field, it wasn’t too hard to get him to go to the San Diego Zoo, and spend some quality time with their Pandas.

 

The San Diego Zoo has been home to at least 2 Pandas since 1987. Now, they have a whole family of Pandas. The women in the family are not camera shy, and can be viewed sleeping and eating – it’s nice to be a Panda. The new baby Panda can be observed on a monitor, and you can watch him coo and wriggle all day long – and if Joe hadn’t pushed me along, we probably would have been there all day long.  503

When we were there, this new little guy didn’t have a name, but on Tuesday, he had his naming ceremony, and he is now Yun Zi, “son of cloud,” which is appropriate since his mommy’s name is Bai Yun, “white cloud.”

 

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 Yun Zi’s daddy, unlike his mommy, is camera shy, and I got the impression he is never available for viewing.  Apparently, Pandas are not the little sweethearts that they appear to be, but rather are creatures who have little patience, and do not, under any circumstance, want to be interrupted when eating.  Lemon will not be playing with any Pandas any time soon.

 

The other somewhat disappointing Panda fact I learned is that their fur is not soft at all – in fact, it’s coarse, and much like steel wool.  Now, I’ll never wonder why we don’t knit from Pandas, like we do from Alpacas, or LLamas, or sheep.  No Panda sweater for me.

 

So, here are the pictures I took of the two lady Pandas – Su Lin and Zhen Zhen.

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I probably took a gazillion pictures of the pandas, and I don’t even know if these are the best ones. But, here’s a video Joe shot – I think this is Zhen Zhen-

Of course, Pandas are not the only highlight at the zoo. While I think Philadelphia can go toe to toe with San Diego as far as variety of animals, and attempting to create the most natural environment for the creatures, San Diego definitely has the upper hand when it comes to surroundings and layout – the zoo is, after all, in the middle of Balboa Park, surrounded by a harbor town and neighboring foothills.  There’s a 30 minute guided tour bus, and the footpaths glide easily up and down sloping hills, adjacent to animal habitats.  The newest exhibit is called tIMG_1230he Elephant Odyssey, and while the main attraction is the elephants, its supposed to be an archeological stroll through California’s indigenous animal population.  Within this exhibit, there are not only elephants, but a few lions, and a jaguar – so close behind the glass you can almost smell the carcasses they’re chowing down on. 

 

Anyway, I won’t post all 30 billion pictures I took at the zoo – but you can see some of them here

 

And, of course, I did come home with my Panda t-shirt.  But, riddle me this – why, in this new world of souvenir t-shirts, am I a size large child or an size x-large woman?

Finished Object Friday and a New Adventure

Yeah! Paper Dolls is Finished!!! After a few reknits (a little pattern tinkering by the designer, but no biggie – all is well!) of the yoke, and a bit of nervous nilliness that I might run out of yarn (definitely unnecessary worry – I had at least half a skein of yarn leftover), I can say I’m very pleased with the end result.

 

I don’t know why I’m attracted to the paper dolls.  I had paper dolls as a child, but they were Shirley Temple dolls, with miscellaneous costumes from her movies — the sailor outfit from The Good Ship Lollipop, the overalls from Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm, the rags from The Little Princess.  In fact, I never much liked dolls at all as a child – all I wanted to do with my Barbie’s was make them ride this plastic horse I had — needless to say, my Barbies suffered many a broken hip, and all of them had nails in their sides where my dad had performed surgery.  And, I never spent my time carefully cutting teeny tiny cracks and crevices to form interlinking arms, bobbing heads, and triangle skirts.  Maybe its the appearance of dancing, and lightheartedness that I’m attracted to – but for whatever reason, this was a must knit, and I’m sure will turn into a favorite wear.

 

The yarn is O-Wool’s fingering weight merino.  The only thing I can say about this yarn is that it’s truly lovely.  The fabric is soft, it has a nice drape to it, and like it’s bulky cousin that I knit my Owls sweater in, it’s just a treat to wear.

 

The contrasting colors are Fibre Company’s Canopy (the light pinky purple) and Koigu KPPPM (the plum).  I was a little nervous about how the Koigu would blend with the O-Wool, but in the end it all worked out – and the odd man out was kind of the Canopy — which is also a decadent yarn, but it’s a blend of fibers, so it was not quite a perfect fit with the O-wool and the Koigu, two merinos, but it all worked out.  If I had to do it over again, I probably would go for another sturdier merino as the lighter contrasting color, only because I think the i-cord cast-on would have been a bit firmer, not so loose. 

 

So, what’s next??? 

 

I think that darn lion got to me – because I’m going on Safari.

 

Too Africa.

 

On the African Adventure Afghan!dolliewollieadventure 

Thanks Dolliewollie for letting me post a picture of your fantastic Afghan!

 

The African Adventure is a patchwork knit quilt designed by Horst Shultz.  This quilt, not found in either of his books, grew out of workshop he gave in 2000, and the pattern was not available until someone on Ravelry managed to track down the elusive, computerless Mr. Shultz, and obtain permission to publish the pattern on Ravelry.  If you’re interested, you can go to the Horst Shultz fan club group on Ravelry, and under the group pages is a link the pdf “pattern” and notes on knitting and construction.  The Ravelry Group is moderated by RickeScott, who details his adventure/obsession with this pattern here

 

I’ve always wanted to quilt – but the problem is, I don’t know how to sew.  Quite a problem!  So, to quilt, not only would I have to learn how to work my sewing machine, I ‘d have to learn to sew proficiently.  That means I would have to sew other things in order to get to the quilting, and I don’t really have any interest in sewing other things – so, this pattern seems like a good idea to dive right into quilting, and color.

 

The pattern is a crazy concoction of bows,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That link together like puzzle pieces, and eventually get joined together with a snake like slip stitch border.

And, to add to the madness, I’m using a ridiculously expensive yarn (not ridiculously expensive if you’re knitting something normal size – just ridiculous for a project THIS size), Fibre Company’s Organik.

 

 

So, wish me luck on my Safari – there may be no lions and tigers and bears oh my – but there will be miles and miles of yarn, oh no!

 

And, in p1000399other news – Lemon survived her spaying surgery yesterday, that’s our girl!  She was a trooper.  When she didn’t spring into puppy action after about five hours, I called my famous dog whisperer Knitty D who assured me that Lemon would be just fine.  And, this morning, although a little slow, she was her perfect puppy self.

Define It! My Big Word

For anyone who has read the “About” section of this site, you will know that AFTER I cleverly named the blog Lemontines, I googled “lemontine” for “shits” and giggles, and found a rather, nasty definition of “Lemontine” in the Urban Dictionary (Ok, I won’t make you click on the link – it means “crap stains in one’s pants.”)  Whatever, like many Urban-adages out there, I chose to ignore it.

 

But, I’m a woman of action – not an ignorer!   A changer!   A reformer! and I have now, courtesy of The Big Word Project, a viral marketing campaign to redefine the dictionary, redefined Lemontine, and restored it to its proper place in the modern lexicon.  For $1 per letter, you can purchase a word, and link it back to your blog, so that your blog now becomes the “definition” of the word.   A “lemontine” is once again a whimsical product of an overactive imagination (or an imagination with too much time on its hands), generally in the form of  a blog post. 

 

The Big Word Project is  the brainchild of  Paddy Donnelly and Lee Munroe,  “two Masters students from Northern Ireland, who are exploring what different words mean to different people.”  Big Word’s homepage is a cloud of words, and each word sends you off into a new worldwide web vocabulary.  So, I took “the dictionary” for a test drive.  Being the legal scholar that I am, I clicked on “Constitution.”  Does it send me to the official site of the United States Supreme Court?  Or perhaps the ACLU?  Or horrors, does it go to Ann Coulter’s personal blog?  Maybe – if it’s in Polish – or what I think is Polish – Konstytucja.info .   Quite right, don’t you think – why should the United States Constitution be the global definition of “constitution?”  Then, I tried “abba.”  Was this abba the “rock” band?  Abba, as in abba dabba do and Fred Flintstone.  No, it’s Abba as in The Springfield Reader, and “independent voice of Springfield, IL.”  Hmmmm  . . .

 

Ok, so maybe The Big Word Project is not so much a project at all, but a big springboard for advertising.  And maybe my $9  didn’t go to changing, reforming and fixing online misconceptions about the meaning of Lemontine, it probably funded Paddy and Lee’s St. Patrick’s Day celebration.  But, maybe that’s all that “defining” is – advertising.  I can advertise away the “skid marks,” “track stains,” and make it into something fresh and lovely – like my little puppy.

 

Perfect opportunity for a gratuitous puppy shot!

 

 

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I’m sure that $9 is going to go a long way in preserving our puppy’s very ladylike reputation. No shit stains on her, no sir.

Hmmm, maybe I should redefine “crap stain” and direct it to the Urban Dictionary? That would be another well-spent $9.

Lemon’s a Big Girl Now!

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Happy 6-Month Birthday, Lemon!!

joeinhouseNow that you’re six months old, it’s time you had a big girl bed.  So, for your birthday, we bought you a new house.

 

I know, I know, it doesn’t look like a house, it looks like a box, but you’re gonna love it!

 

 

 

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Really, really, it’s awesome in here – it’s like a big playpen! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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See, it’s pretty cool – you have room for all of your toys, your bones, and your daddy! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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See, I told you you’d be really happy here!

Whimsical Knits on a Whimsy Day

A snow day! Excellent!  I haven’t had one of those in at least 10 years.  For me to have a snow day, the city must close.  To his credit, and perhaps his only credit, in two terms, Mayor Street never shut down the court system.  And, even though public schools and Catholic schools were called the night before, I was still surprised to get the call at 6:00 a.m.  Frankly, after John Bolaris misfired with the Great Storm of the Century back in 2001, I’m very skeptical whenever there’s even a hint of  a snow day. 

 

When I was little, a snow day was not a delightful surprise.  It was a right – school kids had a right to have a snow day every few weeks or so – it was as if it were a scheduled vacation, and I would not be denied.  If there was even a possibility of no school, I would get myself so pysched up to stay home and play that if we actually had school, the disappointment manifested in a crazy insane temper tantrum following the failure of a sick out attempt. 

 

So, in actuality, I have John Bolaris to thank for the return of the thrill of the snow day, because in crushing any faith I had in weather prediction, his sky is falling routine, and the panic that ensued – do you know how many canned goods I ended up with in my pantry!!! –returned the snow day to its rightful position on the calendar – a true surprise and a definite treat. 

 

You’ll notice, there will be no pictures of snow in this post-snow day wrap up post – because I didn’t venture outside all day, well at least beyond the front step to let Lemon out – who was not thrilled at all about her “bathroom” conditions.  Can you imagine if you had poop/pee on a sheet of ice, and a pile of snow.  Can’t blame her.

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No, while Joe  and his son, Joey, played Kill Zone all day,anxiously awaiting today’s release of Halo Wars, I spent the day snuggled with the puppy, alternating between my Kindle, my knitting, and a little nappy nappy.

 

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And, at the end of the day, I had this:

This is Ysolde Teague’s Ishbel from her Whimsical Little Knits Collection.  And, what could more perfect than a whimsical knit on snowy day?

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I knit Ishbel with Blue Moon’s Socks That Rock in Rhode Island Red (the last full skein on the right, the sixth skein in from the left).  If you will recall, back in 2006, Knitty D and I went a little bit crazy with our STR purchases – and what have I knit from them – nothing – these six skeins remind me of my hamsters that I had  in college. 

 

I bought a hamster, thinking I only needed one hamster (when I really wanted a dog, but couldn’t have a dog) – and then I found at the thing was pregnant when squishy bloody thingies started coming out of her.  One baby ended up lame, and needed it’s own cage because the other babies picked on it.  Then, after about a week, Mamma Hamster decided she didn’t want to feed her babies, rather she wanted to eat them – so those five got their own cage.  So, after several months of having three cages of hamsters, those smelly, yucky mice-like creatures were  finally hairy enough to leave my nest.  Two went to sorority sisters, and the rest went back to the store.  When I handed the cage to the store manager, she dropped the cage, the cage collapsed, smooshing and killing the hamsters.  My sorority sisters put both hamsters in a plastic ball, and they got into a fight, killing each other.  So, none of the hamsters survived.  What does this have to do with Socks That Rock – nothing really, except these six skeins got under my skin like those six dead hamsters – what a waste!  Wasted yarn, dead hamsters – my mind does work in mysterious ways.  Anyway, I ended up gifting a couple of them (the yarn, not the dead hamsters), I think, but I still had a drawerful languishing – since I had even more STRs from the Sock Club – from which I didn’t knit any socks.

 

So, when this pretty little pattern came out – requiring only 360 yards of fingering weight yarn, even though I didn’t really care if I knit it (not that it isn’t a pretty pattern, its just that I don’t really where little scrafy kerchief things)  – it seemed  like a good use of the yarn.  And, voila – unlike my yucky Swallowtail (see below – and by the way, I forgot to mention in that post that another reason why I can’t wear it is not only because it’s ugly, but because washing/blocking did nothing to the texture/feel – it still feels/smells like sheep – dirty), this was the perfect marriage of yarn and pattern – and it’s as lovely as whimsical snowflake.lemonsleeping                                        

Can’t you tell, Lemon thought so too?

America’s First Dog

First Poodle?  Portuguese waterdog, smudderdog, that’s a poodle.  No, no, no!

The only appropriate choice for First Dog, is of course, the Boston Terrier, because it truly is America’s first breed – a true American concoction, bred from a cross between an English Bulldog and a white English Terrier. This dog symbolizes the American immigrant experience. First a fighter, now the quintessential “American Gentleman,” the Boston Terrier is intelligent, self-sufficient, yet charming, affectionate, and of course, very talented.  Apple pie, pizza, french fries and chicken soup all rolled into one.  And that allergy Malia suffers from?  Nonsense.  Suck it for the right dog.

LEMON FOR FIRST DOG

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(Well, a Boston Terrier like Lemon – Lemon doesn’t need the White House, she has us!)

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