Whip Out Those WIPs

Along with managing the yarn stash this year, I want to clear out my works in progress. I got two done in January. The non-purchasing of yarn is actually quite liberating, so far so good. It was nice getting yarn for my birthday, though. And I traded a couple skeins of Wollmeise, a guilt-free package of pinkness came in the mail.

I wasn't thrilled with my French Press Slippers, but I washed them one more time and assembled them. They are cute and warm. Just not quite tall enough for size 10.5 feet.

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I just had to get my Rovaniemi Wristlets finished. They are from a class I took at Stitches West last year, and since I'm going to Stitches on Sunday for an all-day Bohus class with the same instructor, Susanna Hansson, it was time.

I was going to write a big entry about the technique, but the Yarn Harlot did a great post about it three years ago, and here is Susanna's class description, so I will keep it brief.


I signed up for the class because the Rovanimemi mittens are a Sami design. The technique allows you to knit in the round with color work only on the front. The back of mittens are patterned, while the palms are solid. The colors are managed on little butterflies on a long knitting needle. To keep holes from appearing as the colors travel left or right you knit through the back loops on certain stitches. Did I mention size 000 needles?


The class was great, lots of samples; info about the Sami; a bit about Finland; and how the technique was perfected. We even go to design our own colorways. Here are my classmates' interpretations.


I did come home and try to finish the project, but it really needs to be done at the table, not on the sofa, and not around a preschooler, to keep things from tangling. So I wasn't inclined to pull it out often, and it languished. I finally decided enough was enough and vowed to spend a half hour a day on the project. Once I got back into it, the slipped stitches came naturally and I powered through the first one quickly. I even got to the point where I knit on the bus.


I neglected to take photos of the inside, here are Susanna's nice and neat mittens inside out:


It's a really ingenious technique. The talented Janice Kang designed a pair of socks with this technique. Beautiful! (Crazy!).

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Now I can go to Stitches guilt-free on Sunday. I believe the class project is a pair of Bohus wristlets. I know these won't languish because I want to get the technique down so I can knit the gorgeous New Azalea hat.

I'm not going to the Market Preview tonight. If it was, say, a bus-ride away I would, but I'm not going to drive an hour each way just to not buy yarn. I will take a peek on Sunday during the lunch break.

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So that leaves these WIPs: my Fana sweater languishing for what, two years, that I want to finish by May; and my Garden Gate socks, which I pick up from time to time; Bohus hat kit which I put on hold once I found out I got into the class.

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In addition to the WIPs, in the past couple months I knit:

a) A hat for a group project for the workers at the cafe where my knitting group meets. The pattern, Fenced In, was designed by a friend.


b) My first Wollmeise project, Karin, by Evelyn Clark. I wore it to two Valentine's Day events. The yarn is worth the hype and staying up late to purchase from Germany. The color is so saturated and the yarn feels good.



c) A beaded bracelet. Easy. Just string the beads on; knit and i-cord, lifted beads as desired; and graft.


d) Snow Chains mittens (more), a prize-winning pattern designed by a friend. Almost done, just need a thumb.

d) A Lopi sweater that needs the collar sewn down and the underarms grafted.

Once those two are done I want to try knitting socks two-at-a-time and get a spinning project going.

Forms of Prayer

I heard the best country song on the radio yesterday: "Pray for You" by Jaron and the Long Road Home. Here are a few of the lyrics:

So I listened to the preacher
As he told me what to do
...I pray your brakes go out
Running down a hill
I pray and flower pot falls
From a window sill
And knocks you in the head like I’d like to
I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls
I pray you're flying high when your engine stalls
I pray all your dreams never come true
Just know wherever you are
Honey, I pray for you

Enjoy:

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I know it is shallow, but I really hope that the rumor that Sprint will support iphones by this Fall is true. I really want one, but don't want to change providers. I wouldn't say I'm praying for it, but wishing really hard.

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Speaking of prayer, have a look at this car:


At top we have a sticker of Jesus, then praying hands, two Jesus fish, and finally and angel Lucky Lady and a devil Lucky Lady. What is the message here? I don't know, but I'm pretty sure Jesus doesn't approve of objectifying women.

Why I had Ice Cream for Lunch

or Why there's a hot dog in my backpack

First off, I have been knitting away here, but the weather has been rainy for weeks, so no pics. Also I have a few half-finished things. To catch up with the past couple of months - I knit myself a pair of socks for Christmas (Jaywalkers in Dashing Dachs "Jingle Bells"):


And a pair for Mr. TVP (Basic 5-stitch-to-the-inch from And Budd, with full ribbed leg in Ístex Hosuband):

A knit ice cream cone per the kid's request (Jean Greenhowe's Christmas Special):


And a scarf for myself (Miski baby llama and improvised using Sweetheart Glovelets pattern) FYI, you can't always just turn a lace pattern upside down.:


I also knit a hat and some booties that look just like some others I had already done, no photos needed.

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So far so good on "no new yarn in 2010". I knit a shawl in Wollmeise (pic when weather clears up) among other things. Trying to wrap up a few WIPs, too.

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On the bike front, I have been riding a lot, even in the rain and muck. I do hope I will get into the Cinderella ride. Got filthy mountain biking in the rain this morning.

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So back to the title of this post. My kid no longer naps. Which makes the afternoons long, but the evenings pleasant, since he goes to sleep after 7:00 instead of at 9:00. He also has started calling me stupid. Some things I let go, but that isn't one of them. I don't care for it, and I don't need him to start calling kids at school "stupid". Haven't hit on a good punishment or deterrent yet.

The new developments along with constant rain and stomach bugs has made the past couple weeks challenging. I tried to lighten things up today with a celebration. Not napping is a milestone, and he is doing well going to bed early, not fighting it too much. We will be able to do things like swimming lessons in the afternoon again. The plan was to pick him up from school, go to the mall, have lunch at Chevy's and go to Borders and buy a toy, DVD, or book, his choice.

Things went wrong right away. He didn't want to go to Chevy's even though he likes burritos and I promised they do have chocolate desserts. Plan B was eat at the mall food court. Sketchy because he only likes certain foods and we had already had pizza this week. He has never had a hot dog, but keeps reading about them so Hot Dog on a Stick seemed like a safe choice, and the Japanese place was right next door so we could sit in between, and he wouldn't have to wait for while my food was being made.

I explained about the corn dog and that he could peel the bread off. No way. Then like a rainbow I saw the plain hot dog on the menu. He was thrilled. We turn around and all the tables near us have filled. So we needed to wait and get my food before sitting down. No way, before I could even order he freaked out and pulled his pants down right there in the mall food court. I grabbed the hot dog and we headed to the only available table which was nowhere near the food counters. So no lunch for me.

I know some people would have let him sit there and cry, but I don't like to make a scene, and it takes a long time for the sushi to be made (relative to grabbing pizza or a hot dog). I was really hungry because I had gone bike riding, but the meltdown made it obvious who was hungrier.

I consoled myself with the idea that I could have some frozen yogurt with him since I was skipping lunch. Well, little mister was so excited that he ate half the hot dog and wanted to go right to the bookstore without dessert. Compost the hot dog? Oh no, save it for later please, so into my backpack it went.

On the way to the bookstore I spotted a man I used to be involved with. For whatever reason I get really flustered when I see him. Maybe it's because he can be described as having a certain charisma while I can be described as a goof ball. Picturing a half-eaten hot dog in my backpack didn't help matters. I chickened out and didn't make eye contact. Did he see me? I don't know. At least I was wearing lip stick and my kid wasn't acting up at the moment. And the zipper on my backpack didn't break, scattering kid debris and aforementioned hot dog onto the escalator.

The bookstore trip went fine since I was hopped up on adrenaline from my brush with my wilder past. We head back to get the darn frozen yogurt before I crash from lack of food. Then I realize that I don't know if the kid likes frozen yogurt. Better go with a chocolate ice cream cone, something he and his dad have all the time. That way I can have my own fro-yo, thank you very much.

Except he can't eat an ice cream cone unaided. So we trade. Except he doesn't like frozen yogurt. So I ended up eating 2/3 of the ice cream until he could handle it. And I eat my fro-yo, too, glad I got the small. Ten napkins and three baby wipes later I got out of there with dignity and sanity barely intact.

Where do you go after ice cream and frozen yogurt for lunch? To knitting group at a dessert cafe, of course! Actually I haven't had a dessert there in ages. I usually get two drinks, depending on how long I'm there.

So much for celebrations at the mall. Oh, and he called me stupid when we got home.

2010 - The Stash Year

I have decided not to buy any yarn this year, I will knit completely from stash. I have heard rumors that this can be done. We shall see. Truth is I have way too much yarn, lovely yarn that I want to make into lovely objects to enjoy.

It will not be a sacrifice. Here, off the top of my head, are some of the things I could make with what I have:

• Danish Tie Shawl (Yarn is spun, washed, caked and ready to go)
• Birch (have the Kid Silk Haze and the Rowan book)
• Bohus Hat (have kit)
• Bohus Sweater (have kit)
• Icelandic sweater - (have enough Lopi for an adult sweater and several kid sized)
• Felted bags (have plenty of Lopi)
• Get Creative & Competitive (use yarn from 2009 Purl Jam stash exchange)
• Wollmeise Sweater (I traded and have enough of a particular green and a coordinating variegated)
• Aran Vest (still have the Black Water Abbey from last February's Stitches West)
• Socks, Socks, Socks (Wollmeise, Sundara, and lots of leftovers from earlier projects)
• Silky Wool Stranding (some from 2008's PJ exchange and more I have amassed. Endpaper Mitts, Selbu Modern Hat?)
• Cotton Creation (Rowan cotton yarns in pink and green from 2008 PJ Stash exchange. Just haven't been able to figure the right project. Each color family is a slightly different weight)
• Hot Animals (I have three skeins of Joseph Geller Prime Alpaca. Wanted to do something stranded with animals. A garment would be too hot, though)

How did I get to this point? I like yarn. I also like to shop. And to get bargains. And to plan. I do like to knit, I swear. The problem is I keep learning about new techniques and different kinds of yarn. I get excited, buy the stuff, but don't finish a project before I get distracted by the next wooly thing. I also need to find a way to sit down and knit in the evenings, with a simple pattern since it's hard to concentrate with a wild kid running around.

I'm not being hard on myself. I have learned a lot in the past few years, and have made a lot of things, which reminds me I have quite a few items to post from the past month. Yeah, and those summer knitting goals to review. And I like a good challenge.

I have a WEBS gift card that doesn't count if I decide to spend it. That may come in handy at Stitches next month. And swapping yarn is okay, too. And knitting needles and tools are okay in moderation. But buying yarn at shops, fairs, or from eBay is out.

I have plenty of spinning fiber, and just got some for Christmas. I'm not going to take a no fiber pledge, but will be very conscious about what I buy.

We shall see how I do. It will feel good to use up my yarn, make a little space, and save money.

Greetings

Merry Christmas !

Christmas Angels

We got our tree last Sunday and K. calls the ornaments "Christmas Angels" for some reason. So sweet. Also sweet was his visit to Santa the other day, pictured above. He wants a "shiny dump truck with a red cab". I asked him if he had seen one like that and he described when and where he saw it. What a memory, it was well over a month ago! He is so into Christmas this year. Both the anticipation of the day but also the idea of giving. A three-year-old can't understand religion too much, but he gets that we celebrate the birth of baby Jesus, a special person who went on to teach people to care about each other, and that's why we give presents.

I last posted at Halloween. Since then I went to Spokane, Washington as a new Daughters of Norway lodge was instituted and my sister is a charter member. I got to march around during the ceremony. I'm really getting the hang of it. The group meets at the Sons of Norway lodge, a large facility filled with neat things.

That's the only picture taken on the whole trip. The weekend itself marked a milestone. I got to sleep in a king sized bed with five pillows. Alone. I left my kid overnight for the first time and it was fine.

Next we drove up to Oregon for Thanksgiving. About five miles from home, on the Bay Bridge, we were rear-ended. No injuries, pretty bad damage, the wheel well was smashed in within two inches of not being drivable. The tail lights were still working so we went on the trip. I finally got it into the shop last week and have to use a rental for twelve days. Did I mention that my truck was a victim of hit and run outside our house a while back? It figures, since I am three payments away from owning it.

The trip was really nice. Saw family and took a side trip to the coast. Went up in the Yaquina Head lighthouse. Got to poke my head up into a Fresnel Lens. Ed said Newport reminded him of the East Coast.


Before we left I knit a pair of socks for a Christmas gift. I started a festive pair for me on our road trip and just finished them yesterday in time for some Christmas events. I've got half a pair of booties done for a baby due December 30th. Three quarters of the Christmas shopping is done, and I'm working on the cards now.

I will post this entry now even though it is unfinished, otherwise it won't get up until the new year. Happy Holidays, everyone!

Tree Boy

I know most of you have seen in on Ravelry, but here is Kenneth's tree costume.

When we started talking about Halloween he said he wanted to wear a hat. A blue hat with a red B. Hmmmm, you mean the baseball hat he wears everyday? Yes. So I thought this would be a costume-less year. Then we went camping and he hugged a redwood tree. While his hands were full of splinters he decided to be a tree for Halloween. It was really fun, we went shopping for the fabric and accessories together. First it was a "leaf tree", then a "bug tree", then a "bug and apple tree". About a week ago he said from the backseat "Eyes. Eyes for my tree". I asked if he meant the letter or eyeballs. Eyeballs it was. Fortunately he forgot about that, because I ran out of time to craft eyeballs.

We worked on the tree together over the weeks, he did a little cutting. One night he told me he wanted to be a mommy for Halloween. I hoped that would blow over, he's already getting teased for having long hair. I asked if he could be a mommy tree and he said okay.



I didn't get the best photos. There's a pipe cleaner nest on his shoulder, and little twigs that stick out here and there. I knit the hat really quickly out of Lopi. Here's some silly video of him walking in the school parade, he's handing me his hawk at the end.

Halloween Dense Moment

Today I was thinking about the word Jack-o-lantern, or Jack O'Lantern, if you prefer. I wondered why a carved pumpkin that is lit up at night has that name. What does it meaaannn?!!! Today, at age 40, I realized that the word "lantern" is part of the word. Yeah, I think of it as jackalantern, one long word, never considered the parts.

Curious, I looked it up on Wikipedia. Carving vegetables has a long history in Ireland and England, but allegedly did not become associated with Halloween until 1866 in the USA.

On a related note, Urban Fauna Studio sponsored a fiber night Monday. We made needle felted pumpkins. Some made squash, others jack-o-lanterns. I just made a pumpkin.

The Knitting Lifestyle

The other day I stopped in a local shop where my friend works, she wasn't there but I chatted with her co-worker. I mentioned that I was one of her knitting friends. He said "oh she's so serious when she talks about knitting." I played along and said "yeah, well, knitting is serious. Very serious." He said that was nice and all but he just didn't understand it. Understand what, I wondered? It was like we have this weird lifestyle that he can't relate to. Does he think we have sheep living in our homes? It's just a nice, normal hobby.

Really. I don't live the knitting lifestyle, do I? Here's a glimpse into my life this week.

Part One - Things delivered to my home:

Monday - skein of yarn from a Ravelry destasher

Tuesday - my first package of Wollmeise, from Germany. I blame the flu that kept me up coughing until all hours. Doing research about how to catch a shop update distracted me from the agony. This photo does not do it justice, trust me. The colors are so saturated and lovely.


Thursday - A Raveler flat out gave away a skein of boucle yarn, which I snagged, plus I bought a few things from her stash. She threw in a ton of other awesome (read pink) yarn. Seriously, it was a huge box, those are enormous skeins, and you can't even see it all here and this photo is crap.

Saturday - my second package of Wollmeise. No photo yet.

Oops, I seem to have forgotten the Lopi pattern leaflet from Ebay, don't remember what day it arrived.

Part Two - Things drying on my back porch this past week

• More Lopi felted bags

• Two other felted bags

(Hey - I used that skein of yarn that came on Monday for the flap.)

(I absolutely adore this one and how the Prism Bubbles pooled.
I got that yarn recently from a destash, too.)

• Yarn

Part Three - Some Stuff I Did this week

• Went to a knit night and had my photo taken with yarn (thanks Tracey).

At knit night at least seven of us started the same project - French Press Knits Slippers. So much fun working on a KAL, especially on size 15 needles. I was the slowest, it starts with three strands of yarn and I was using two ends of one ball. The tangling got me.

• May have had photo taken with everybody's slipper soles.

• Came home from knit night, frogged and re-knit the soles of the slippers.

• Petted yarn

• Spent hours on Ravelry

• Cut out felt leaves as part of K's Halloween Costume

• Dreamed about yarn

• Ordered yarn from Ebay (just four skeins, I swear)

• Was thrilled that last year's pumpkin hat still fits K and he wore it three times this week.

• Sold some yarn and bags (picture me sitting here in my bright pink sweater, you guessed it, knitting):

Upon review of this evidence it is safe to say I do not live merely the knitting lifestyle, in fact, I live the fiber arts lifestyle.

Lutefisk!

On our drive to Boonville we got stuck in slow traffic. I saw all these fish, could tell they didn't say Jesus, or IXTHS, and had no "Darwin" feet.

We got close enough, and what do you know, a school of Lutefisk.

Dyeing for Halloween

Here's some spinning content. First, there's a contest at Martha Vineyard Fiber Farm. Go over, commiserate about moving, and enter the drawing for a total of two pounds of their fiber.

I've been getting ready to sell stuff at a craft table at the preschool's Harvest Festival on the 24th. I'm planning on felted bags, yarn, and maybe a few knitted things. I've been dyeing.


I dyed and spun this:


And I guess this is my first art yarn:


I didn't dye this, just spun it:


I also made some costumes for the school to sell. Two pink poodle skirts (easy):


And two Dorothy dresses which were very intricate.

California Wool & Fiber Festival

I started this post on September 24th. I didn't have a camera to take photos of my class objects so the post languished. Then I caught the second bug since preschool started, and then I caught the flu. I am finally feeling like I'm getting better, and I used Photo Booth for my felted items, so here it is:

We spent last weekend in Boonville at the 3-in-1 California Wool and Fiber Festival, Mendocino County Fair, and Apple Festival. Like last year we camped at Hendy Woods.

The highlight for K. was the rides:


(Note this is the exact ride as last year)

He also enjoyed S'mores.

I got to take two classes, I was thrilled. On the un-godly hot day I learned some fancy spinning techniques. On the second day I tried needle-felting for the first time. I really enjoyed it and can't wait to embellish some knitted items.


That's an apple, an art piece, and a leaf. It was a fun trip. I didn't spend too much at the show since I had paid for classes.

Camping was okay except for some awful partiers. Ironically one woman/girl was screaming "sorry, sorry, sorry" at three in the morning. The next night people almost walked into our tent looking for the bathroom because they saw the light on. In the morning the ladies room was covered with vomit. Better there than our tent, I guess.

We had campfires both nights. I actually got to knit by the fire for a couple minutes. But my favorite time camping is drinking perked coffee from the bit blue pot in the cool morning. My least favorite part was having a three-year-old crawl into my sleeping bag in the middle of the night. There is not enough room!

I had to wash K's clothes twice because they had so much dirt ground into them.

Preschool

Whoa...I just noticed I haven't posted in over a month. One of the main reasons is that I got a call in the middle of August saying there was space at the co-op preschool three mornings a week. So I had to get doctor's notes; pack up extra clothes and gear; sign up for committees and work days; work one day a week there; and learn all the rules, rules, rules.

And voila, we have a preschooler. I didn't get first day photos because I was busy working there. He comes home each day soaked in paint. There are kids, trains, and a huge sandbox so he is thrilled to be a "preschool kid". The only tears were mine when I dropped him off on the second day after a sleepless night, and yesterday when he didn't want to leave because he wasn't "finished having fun".


I have already made one dump run for the school. Sigh. And there are two Tuesday night meetings a month, so I'm going to miss a bunch of knitting nights. Boo.

In other news, I crocheted for the first time in years. This is my interpretation of "Mouse and His Cookie".


We took a five day Labor Day weekend to visit up in Oregon. Lots of space to run in and cousins to rough house with for K. Of course we were suffering from a bug, thanks to preschool, no doubt.

Of course we found heavy equipment. This is at the really neat High Desert Museum on highway 97. There's a working saw mill, pioneer town, museum, and raptor area. We only saw a small part of it. Hope to visit some of the lava tubes in the area next time, too.


I took my bike a rode a couple times in the country and around downtown Albany. My sister and I took a few hours to shop and visited Baabaara's Wild and Wooley, where I learned to spin last year, and Jupiter Fiberworks in Bend. I was very restrained in my spending. Convinced my sister to buy a spindle and I got her fiber. Of course, met a few Ravelers.

As far as knitting and spinning lately, I better go back and see how I did on my summer knitting goals. Soon, I promise, no really, I'll post again soon!

Tour de Peninsula

I did the ride, got the t-shirt.


Oh my gosh, it was only a 21 mile ride, but it was an accomplishment after being out of anything other than tootling around town for over three-and-a-half years. There were a couple climbs on the route I was familiar with both of them. I was nervous about the first one because I couldn't remember how steep it is, I remember the end being tough. The other I have done at least 75 times, which is reassuring.

Yesterday afternoon I went for a little spin to loosen up for today and I had a hard time on a couple hills that are normally fairly easy, so I was really nervous last night. I laid out all my gear, checked the bike and tried to get a good night's sleep.

I woke up with sore legs, that never happens, not a good start! But I also woke up with a better attitude. If I had to walk on a hill I would do it. At 5:45 I was in ride day auto-pilot. It all came back to me, including the nervous stomach.

Not much to tell about the ride. It was a beautiful overcast morning, my favorite riding weather. I got there really early, a little too early. I hate the standing around waiting. I was at peace with whatever might happen, and my dorky self in tennis shoes on slightly knobby tires. Then a woman waited next to me with my old bike. A few years newer but same color and model. There aren't a lot of them around exactly like that, people were admiring it. She said it was a little much for the riding she does in triathlons. I wanted to steal it, to be honest.

The ride was nice, lots of flag people, cops and closed off streets in San Mateo. I made the first climb fine, not as bad as I remembered it. A few folks were walking it, or resting half way up. The next part was through Sawyer Camp Trail, which was closed except for the riders. It smelled like manzanita, and was such a treat to ride through virtually alone (the 30 and 60 milers had a different route at that point). We came to the camera and the woman behind me said "Photo op - unzip your shirt". How did she know me?

Then the annoying thing happened. I was about 1/2 a mile from the climb that they neglected to mention, but I knew was there. Feeling good, I hear a voice say "if you raise your seat your legs won't cramp up". I said "thanks". He repeated himself and I shouted "thanks so much!" Yeah, thanks for assuming that because I am large and not on a road bike that I am ignorant. I am well aware how much my leg should extend. Have you ever ridden 480 miles across Alaska and slept in a gravel pit? It is so nice that you are teaching your son about bike riding, but you know what, I don't want your unsolicited advice. I noticed that you took a break and didn't pass me until a mile from the end, were your legs cramped? And nice ancient white helmet from the 80's.

By the way, it's not a seat, it is a saddle!!!111!! Unless you were talking about my seat. In which case, ewwww.

Anyhow, I did the long, steepish climb, then it was all downhill. Got back, and there was an insulting, brutal little uphill to the finish. Did it. Got my t-shirt and left.

Another Saturday

Wow, it's Saturday again. Time just flies by. Here are a few updates.

My Kid and Railroad Geekiness:

The littlest Viking turned three last Saturday. I present my humble attempt at a Thomas the Tank Engine cake.


He liked it.


It was a railfan kind of day. First we drove to Martinez, where one can see Amtrak trains and sometimes freight trains. There's also a farmer's market, so we had a picnic. Remember the Martinez beaver controversy? Well, I just read that there are now minks in town as well.

We drove home the long way so the birthday boy could nap, and ended up at Tilden Park. He woke up on the curvy roads, so we decided to stop and take him on the little steam railroad for the first time. What a great surprise that was for him. This photo shows him pretending to take a picture.


Then we came home for pizza and cake and presents. We now have Percy, Diesel, Bertie, Alfie, and Spencer on our personal Island of Sodor.

Knitting:

Not much to report. I have been working on items for our Christmas in August sale next Sunday. Once that's over, I'm ready to start the leg of my first Garden Gate.

Spinning:

I want to do a proper Tour de Fleece entry, with all the stats. In the meantime here is a pile of everything I spun during the Tour de France:

I spun a lot of yarn and learned a couple new things. I also watched a lot of the Tour on t.v.

Cycling:

But the best part was my commitment to riding my bike every race day. Even when we went on vacation I managed to ride the exercise bike at the motel, thanks to the tv in the "fitness room" and my sister babysitting.

I'm feeling stronger after three weeks of riding, it is a little easier taking K. out on the bike. He really enjoys it. I got him little cycling gloves (and new sunglasses for me). He signals when I signal and is in charge of the bell and waving. Last week we took a ride out along the Marina from Fort Mason to Fort Point. He demanded I keep riding and then he fell asleep.

His seat sits on the front of the bike so it has a low back. It was interesting riding with one hand on his chest holding him up. People always smile and wave at us. We are hard to miss. Quite the bike fashion "don't". I believe you should pick one color and stick with it, so I have a pink bike and helmet. But I wear neon a neon green vest or jacket for safety. And I couldn't bring myself to get a pink helmet for my boy. So before you know it, you are a rolling neon rainbow.


On Sunday, the last day of the Tour, I zoomed down to Safeway because I forgot to get ice cream. I got a few helium balloons, tied them to the bike and rode home. I've never had cars give me so much room before! Not the Champs Elysees, but it felt good to have stuck to riding for three weeks.

I signed up for an organized ride tomorrow that benefits the San Mateo parks. I'm doing the 20 mile route, which is humbling after all the metric centuries I've done in the past. As it is I'll probably get my butt kicked by the few climbs. Oh well, got to start somewhere.