May the new year bring joy, peace and love to all of you. I hope to be posting again soon, for this I have resorted to my phone to take and edit the photo. I haven't put my glasses on to see how it really looks! Haha! I'm hoping for the best. Or at least passable. Happy New Year!
For reasons only partially clear to me the sons of a friend of mine had Christmas Stockings with the same name and date knitted on them, only they are not twins and don't have the same name. I think they may have been using them just like that for a while, but through Facebook my friend saw that I have a little bit of knitting experience and asked if I could do anything for them. The stockings were knitted with love by a family member and while they were willing to have me knit an entire stocking for them I was happy to be able to save as much of the original knitting as possible and just re-knit the name section.
Surgery begins. Scalpel Scissors...
The stocking was originally knitted flat from the top down. I removed the section with the name, but left the rib at the top and the stocking itself intact and then picked up stitches and re-worked the name section in the round (even purling one stitch to make a 'fake seam' to line up with the original seam).
Then I Kitchener grafted the top of the stocking to the main body.
I had plenty of white yarn from the pulled out section, but the change from knitting flat to carrying the yarn in the round ate up the green and I ran out on the last round after the name and before the date. Seriously. These things always happen when I am working on something.
Those who know me might well imagine the angst this caused. I had choices! I obviously needed to obtain more yarn, but what would I do after that? Would the perfectionist in me pull out the entire work just so there was no discernable difference in yarn and dye lot? Or would the practical mind win out (STOP LAUGHING!!!! I do have a practical side....)? I mean (the practical mind kept saying) it will be on the back of the stocking. Where nobody will see it when it is hung by the chimney with care. And it is doubtful that Reid will ever notice as he digs in to find what Santa filled it with. And there is that part of me that loses all forward momentum when faced with these little setbacks. WHAT should I DO?!
2012. In a huge moment of growth and maturity I did the thing most everybody would do. I knitted that one line of knitting, on the back, with a different yarn!!!!! And then I got it into the mail and on its way back to the owner before I could change my mind. We all know it would only whisper to me as long as it was here......
Sunday was spent watching lame made-for-tv holiday movies.
Nothing says Merry Christmas like overused story lines, contrived situations, predictable dialogue, mediocre acting, and schmaltzy emotional endings.
I mean, what's not to like about Melissa Joan Hart, in a moment of a complete break with reality managing to kidnap a large and fit man like Mario Lopez and somehow keep him hostage in a cabin in the woods with her entire family who thinks it is a joke when he repeatedly tells them and others that he has been kidnapped, but in 24 short hours has a complete turn around and starts to fall in love with his kidnapper.
They had absolutely NO chemistry.
But then again, Melissa Joan Hart and Mario Lopez. Two of the world's great actors brought down by a bad script? Or was it a great script.....? Ummm.....
I finished that cowl, got my Starbucks birthday drink, a latte, (and really-when will I learn to stick to tea!?), performed surgery on a Christmas stocking and was fed by my daughter and her boyfriend.
It was strange to have another weekend without a Patriots game.
Looking forward to tonight!
Knitting directly from the swatch. Yes, I went there.
knittingtheblues, circa December 1963, age 1
And she hasn't changed a bit! knittingtheblues, circa today, age FIFTY!
Although, she may have started her day off brewing a nice hot cup of tea.......
Aaaaand..... She might be finishing it with a nice cold vodka martini. Maybe. It could happen.
2012. Just take a look at that HUGE CREEPY BABY SANTA! Family story forthcoming! In the meantime, check out these Creepy Baby Santas. One of them looks like mine!
I will never have enough, and can't narrow it down to ten favorites, but I'll put up the ones that have been getting early play.
You'd better listen to every.single.track! that I have included here. My lame and limping laptop won't play any youtube videos, which doesn't matter anyway because the sound went with the keyboard. I spent much time between iTunes (which I can't hear and kept crashing), my iPod (which is so small that I couldn't see anything and doesn't show all the info fast enough-scroll, scroll, scroll), my iPhone, Pete's iPad (where I would search for the video so that I could hear it) and my laptop (where I would search again so that I could cut and paste the code into my post) that if you all just skim this post and not listen to anything it will have been all a waste. So you WILL! LISTEN!
I really did try to keep it entertaining and left off some of my real faves in case they drive some of you crazy. You know, The Ray Conniff Singers (I LOVE THEM) and Johnny Mathis and one of my very favorites, Bing Crosby White Christmas. All throw backs to childhood Christmases that really bring the spirit in. I spared you those. (I know you really like them, though, deep down. Where it counts.)
The Manhattan Transfer The Christmas Album. My favorite. Hands down. This video is a pretty good sampling of the entire album. You'll want it after you listen.
How the Grinch Stole Christmas movie soundtrack. This song is one of my favorites (ignore the really lame video).
Eddie Higgins Trio. This is from Christmas Songs II, which I love equally as well as the first album.
The Ramsey Lewis Trio Sounds of Christmas. We wore the grooves out on this one, it was played often in our home when I was a wee child.
Louis Armstrong's What A Wonderful Christmas.
Jane Monheit The Season.
Ella Wishes You A Swingin' Christmas. This is one of my favorite versions of this song and BONUS on the Rod Stewart album, they duet on this one. FABulous!
Yo-Yo Ma Songs of Joy and Peace. This one always makes my favorites list. This song is on my 'holiday running playlist". Yes. I have one of those.
So is this next song, but only if I want to run a lot faster. If you only listen to one song on this list, make it this one. You'll see why it makes a great running list tune.
Appalachian Christmas, Mark O'Connor and more.
A Winter's Solstice V. This is one of my absolute favorites for Christmas Eve or any quiet night leading up to Christmas.
2012. This doesn't even include any classical, like Rene Fleming's album or Rutter. I have so many Christmas albums. So! Many! Listen early, listen often is my motto starting Thanksgiving day.
I should start this post on Fridays and keep a running tally of my weekend as it goes by.
Because as of right now, I've forgotten a bit of it.
I remember delegating.
People should be very careful visiting my home during any kind of cleaning or decorating.
There is no level to which I will not sink.
Just ask my brother-in-law.
He thought I was kidding, you know, making a joke when I put the wreath, bow and all the rest in front of him when he stopped by to watch the football game.
He doubted he was the man for the job.
I was right.
He was very focused and just as particular about it as I would have been.
The red was his idea, I was against it.
Until he put it together.
See? He was the right man for the job.
While he was hard at work I headed out to get the navy bows for the window wreaths and the greens for my Advent Wreath.
Which reminded me that I totally forgot Advent Calendars this year.
My Advent Wreath is looking beautiful.
Something about bringing out the crafty girl in me while listening to holiday tunes ignites a glimmer of holiday spirit in me.
Dinner Saturday was out with friends.
Followed by a painful episode of the hiccups.
If I go out in the cold after eating I get the hiccups.
It took two rounds of drinking water upside down to get them to stop.
My middlest turned 25 on Saturday.
When I turned 25 she turned 1 week old.
Hard to believe.
Harder to believe what else that means.
I spent a bit of my weekend contemplating that.
Weekending along (albeit at the last second) with Amanda of Habit of Being. Her Weekending posts remind me of my days with little ones and how busy it was while comparitively our weekends are sometimes so quiet when one kid lives miles away and another worked most of it and the birthday girl and her boyfriend took off for the north where there are quiet inns and the ski areas are making snow. While we are mostly okay with that transition, I didn't raise them to keep them, Pete and I are still adjusting and sometimes find ourselves all at ends without the schedules and practices and carpools and games.....
Rod Stewart's Merry Christmas, Baby is the first new holiday album to land on my iPod this season, and I'll have to admit, I was very skeptical when I purchased it. But, I got it for a song (no pun intended, but it works anyway, doesn't it?) so I figured it was worth a listen. I put it on yesterday while Pete and I were hanging out at home and I love it! LOVE it. There are collaborations with fabulous artists and Stewart's voice just seems all velvety and warm and filled me with holiday spirit.