Posted in kitchen, knitting, spinning, tagged birthday, biscuits, Bolero Jacket, BSJ, honey lemon cake, kitchen, knitting, lemon tart, moroccan stew, ribbed baby jacket, smitten kitchen, spinning on February 9, 2009 | 2 Comments »
I have a whole slew of unrelated (or maybe loosely connected) photos: knits in action, kitchen adventures, knitting mistakes… Hmmm. I promise NOT to name this post something about the letter K.
Friday:
Bolero Jacket in action. I feel like I read a lot from folks about how sometimes knitting is not super wearable, and my blog [...]
Posted in knitting, spinning, tagged AVFKW, BSJ, buttefly girl designs, FO, knitting, spindle, spinning, yarn on February 5, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Ta-da! My first plied yarn. By my calculations (which are often up for debate), this skein contains about 180 yards of squishy mostly worsted weight yarn, with some light worsted and light bulky here and there. I’m thinking that I *need* a new cowl, and once I finish this BSJ for the now overdue baby, [...]
Posted in kitchen, knitting, tagged BSJ, garter stitch, knitting, pickled onions, purple potatoes, smitten kitchen on January 29, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Apologies for my kindergarten-esque approach to blogging this week. I’m going to chalk it up to the fact that my brain is tired — first “real” meeting with my committee this morning. It will be fine, but the meeting does have the word “exam” in the title, and I’m still a tad nervous.
Onward to the [...]
Posted in knitting, tagged BSJ, FO, knitting, partisanship, politics on November 4, 2008 | 3 Comments »
Apologies for co-opting a slogan of hope to mark the completion (finally) of my first BSJ. I’ve somehow misplaced all of my teeny tiny needles, and had to use a paperclip to poke the yarn through the holes of the buttons before rethreading my yarn needle and weaving in the ends. I hope to have [...]
Posted in kitchen, knitting, tagged baby, BSJ, dream in color smooshy, jam, knitting, no knead bread, strawberry, the joy of cooking on August 25, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Yesterday, while in the grocery store oohing and ahhhing over the strawberries, I decided to make jam. I love those little Ball jars, and they were on sale. Done and done. Once I arrived at this point (see photo) — the “bubbling mass”, as The Joy calls it, I reached a bit of a conundrum. [...]
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