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Thursday, August 9, 2007
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
FO: Lizard Ridge Afghan
Pattern from Knitty Fall 2006
Started: January 2007 Finished August 2007
Pattern Notes/Mods: I love this pattern, and the afghan is gorgeous! One thing I did differently, though, was lay the blocks out so that they flow down instead of across, because the afghan is larger that way. Also, i did a garter stitch edging with mitered corners to make the edge a bit more frame like. I sewed tbe blocks together with mattress stitch (Techniques with Thersea)
What I really love about this pattern is that each block is separate and thus each tells a story. There's one that I bought at my dad's in the spring. Three that Mom and I bought before she left me back at school. There's the one fro m my Secret Pal and the one I was knitting when my friends and I got coffee and knit.
On Ravelry, I have tons of blog entries devoted to this thing, because where ever I went a square went.
(complete yarn details here on Ravelry)
And now it's done. What's a girl to do with herself?
Started: January 2007 Finished August 2007
Pattern Notes/Mods: I love this pattern, and the afghan is gorgeous! One thing I did differently, though, was lay the blocks out so that they flow down instead of across, because the afghan is larger that way. Also, i did a garter stitch edging with mitered corners to make the edge a bit more frame like. I sewed tbe blocks together with mattress stitch (Techniques with Thersea)
What I really love about this pattern is that each block is separate and thus each tells a story. There's one that I bought at my dad's in the spring. Three that Mom and I bought before she left me back at school. There's the one fro m my Secret Pal and the one I was knitting when my friends and I got coffee and knit.
On Ravelry, I have tons of blog entries devoted to this thing, because where ever I went a square went.
(complete yarn details here on Ravelry)
And now it's done. What's a girl to do with herself?
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Swaps
Thanks to Ravelry I'm now in two swaps that end before October. I'm excited, and while I know that my packages aren't the best-best, since I am poor college kid, i have fun with them.
The Ravelry summer camp swap will be awesome, and the Caffine addicts swap will be fun too. :) (and Bunkmate, probably my school address!)
I just got revealed for my LJ Secret Pal (yay!) and that was a great way to spend the summmer. Missed the deadline for Secret Pal 11, but I figure I'm too broke anyway.
Swaps are fun, because it's always a surpries, you know? And less guilt with the buying stuff too, because it's not for you!
The Ravelry summer camp swap will be awesome, and the Caffine addicts swap will be fun too. :) (and Bunkmate, probably my school address!)
I just got revealed for my LJ Secret Pal (yay!) and that was a great way to spend the summmer. Missed the deadline for Secret Pal 11, but I figure I'm too broke anyway.
Swaps are fun, because it's always a surpries, you know? And less guilt with the buying stuff too, because it's not for you!
Monday, August 6, 2007
Not much to report
Not much to tell. I think there will be a bigger post with a large FO probably tomorrow, but today not much. I'm just trying to get through a couple projects before starting my Wicked.
Life's kind of boring before I head back to school in a week and a half :D
Life's kind of boring before I head back to school in a week and a half :D
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
France
So, there's probably less to say about France, just because the majority of the trip was spent speaking french with other 18-25 year olds, so naturally much of the time was spent philosophizing and drinking European beer (sooo much better than in the US, but still kind of icky).
But, let's see. Mom and I went to the Lovre:
(note Mom's hand blocking my shot!) 
And then I was sent off on my own on a great adventure to Avignon! Where there is a Palais du Pape, and my sock yarn was used to put cornrows in the hair of an awesome Romanian guy.
(Billet du train)
I also learned that I can rhapsodize in French about an atrocious version of King Lear to which I paid about thirty minutes of full attention. Yay, theatre skills.
And, memorably for me, during an excursion to the Photo Exhibition in Arles I actually agreed to use a wheelchair, and didn't end up staying with the adults the whole time. As in, my friends didn't care, just as my mother had said for years.
This one's with the 3d glasses required for one of the exhibits. (two polish girls, our group leader who's French me and a turk :))
And this one, with Nesli, my best friend there.
Martyna, a polish girl who is one of the sweetest people ever.
I was sad to leave, even though our living conditions were less than ideal. We lived in an elementary school, which equals outdoor portable showers, and toilets which are also outdoors, though not portapotties thank God.
And then, back to Paris with Mom, a glass of champagne in celebration at the Hilton (she's getting better about the alcohol thing, and of course it was legal there) and back to the states.
I loved Europe, particularly London and Avignon. Paris wasn't for me. It made me sad to see the beautiful old buildings with flashy modern shops below, and the people reminded me of NYC. Not rude, just too busy to be bothered.
Tomorrow back to your regularly scheduled knitting blog, and I do have some things to share :D
But, let's see. Mom and I went to the Lovre:
(note Mom's hand blocking my shot!) 
And then I was sent off on my own on a great adventure to Avignon! Where there is a Palais du Pape, and my sock yarn was used to put cornrows in the hair of an awesome Romanian guy.
(Billet du train)
I also learned that I can rhapsodize in French about an atrocious version of King Lear to which I paid about thirty minutes of full attention. Yay, theatre skills.
And, memorably for me, during an excursion to the Photo Exhibition in Arles I actually agreed to use a wheelchair, and didn't end up staying with the adults the whole time. As in, my friends didn't care, just as my mother had said for years.
This one's with the 3d glasses required for one of the exhibits. (two polish girls, our group leader who's French me and a turk :))
And this one, with Nesli, my best friend there.
Martyna, a polish girl who is one of the sweetest people ever.
I was sad to leave, even though our living conditions were less than ideal. We lived in an elementary school, which equals outdoor portable showers, and toilets which are also outdoors, though not portapotties thank God.
And then, back to Paris with Mom, a glass of champagne in celebration at the Hilton (she's getting better about the alcohol thing, and of course it was legal there) and back to the states.
I loved Europe, particularly London and Avignon. Paris wasn't for me. It made me sad to see the beautiful old buildings with flashy modern shops below, and the people reminded me of NYC. Not rude, just too busy to be bothered.
Tomorrow back to your regularly scheduled knitting blog, and I do have some things to share :D
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