<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123</id><updated>2012-01-13T14:57:27.803-08:00</updated><category term='Nostalgia'/><category term='home'/><category term='Random'/><category term='wallabys'/><category term='animals'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Weaving'/><category term='Seattle'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='spinning'/><category term='food'/><category term='Meeting Gigs'/><category term='family'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='barns'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='kittens'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Saturdays'/><category term='work'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>Knitterykate</title><subtitle type='html'>I write to keep my extended family informed as to the goings on in my immediate family. Browse at your leisure but don't be surprised by anything. Musings of my knitting are incidental.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-7169119793802441918</id><published>2011-11-15T20:25:00.008-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:31:45.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gramma's Mittens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X726GFVEZDM/TsNDbTk6lVI/AAAAAAAACiE/_X8p04SRXPs/s1600/ravelry%2B003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X726GFVEZDM/TsNDbTk6lVI/AAAAAAAACiE/_X8p04SRXPs/s320/ravelry%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675454091807593810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Gramma taught me many things. She taught me how to make an apple pie from scratch and she taught me how to make a delicious roast from onion soup mix, cream of mushroom soup and a roll of tin foil. But the most useful thing she taught me was how to knit. My Gramma made tons of mittens. The neighbor children would pass by her front porch and Granpa would look for a child without proper hand protection and call him over for a pair of "Gramma's Mittens". So in the early 70's Gramma taught me how to do it myself. My very first project was a pair of mittens for a Mennonite friend who was one of seven or eight children and only had mismatched mittens to wear.  I had enough yarn left over to make myself a pair and I still have them! I can't believe they are not long gone. I have no idea how they made it this far in my life - from Pennsylvania to California to Canada.  Over 40 years! But they have made it and I still use them. My girls are always clamoring for new mittens or socks or finger-less mitts and I often give them the pair fresh off the needles but I haven't parted with these old faithful yet. And I don't think I will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hpL9AEgjC8/TsNDWEPNzJI/AAAAAAAACh4/4_v4va2sL0g/s320/ravelry%2B009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Not only have the mittens made it to the 21st century so has the instruction book she and I used! It was falling apart back then but with the help of some sticky adhesive clear plastic we managed to salvage the book for posterity. Yes, I think it may last at least another 40 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nmjL808xkrg/TsNDnykq8bI/AAAAAAAACiQ/4xNBLZwNbL0/s320/ravelry%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So when someone needs a pair of mittens out comes "the book". I usually follow the instructions for 2 needles but just noticed last week that you could use 4 needles and knit in the round.  Having tried knitting this pattern on four needles I think I prefer it. There's no messy seaming up to do at the end and when you put in that last stitch at the tip you are done... unless someone's fingers are longer than you thought.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IfLtUIgSfh8/TsNDy0I9mgI/AAAAAAAACic/5y663p7dGPU/s320/ravelry%2B012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thankfully, there's no side seam to take out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-7169119793802441918?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7169119793802441918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=7169119793802441918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7169119793802441918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7169119793802441918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2011/11/grammas-mittens.html' title='Gramma&apos;s Mittens'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X726GFVEZDM/TsNDbTk6lVI/AAAAAAAACiE/_X8p04SRXPs/s72-c/ravelry%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-4747013907999146563</id><published>2011-11-01T19:14:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T19:40:38.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scraps ~ I Mean Old Scraps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v8huG6i5SHM/TrCoNAQmBxI/AAAAAAAACgk/4zXIYVwAkfA/s1600/DSC07580.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v8huG6i5SHM/TrCoNAQmBxI/AAAAAAAACgk/4zXIYVwAkfA/s320/DSC07580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670216872220821266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a ball of yarn ~ any old yarn. Preferably, a ball that has been hidden in the deep dark recesses of your yarn box(es). Yarn that has already served its purpose in another project or two. A scrap that is no good for any project ~ not even a woven square.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mdUXcQlYxv4/TrCocU2ta2I/AAAAAAAACgw/aRJqU96ihyE/s320/DSC07581.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then take some more yarn. Something that has no purpose either. Make sure it's junk. I mean something that's been in the bottom of the box for quite some time. Ugly, scratchy stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UYRHgZLSkZQ/TrCpKApD92I/AAAAAAAACg8/B8-qdOf8rXI/s320/DSC07582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally, take a third skein of unwanted variegated 100% acrylic yarn that you just want to get rid of but don't want to throw away since you've saturated all your friends with unwanted yarn and they can't/won't take ANY MORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhhdxtNwBpk/TrCp-Ng4VkI/AAAAAAAAChI/JmN5SDu1znA/s320/DSC07578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And knit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XIovrS3NqBs/TrCqHfftEhI/AAAAAAAAChU/Vt1jKDtSbx0/s320/DSC07564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QXQ47cFYbok/TrCqd7LbBsI/AAAAAAAAChg/Bn-jXsD82Bg/s320/DSC07566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Linen Stitch Scarf &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from scraps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/koigu-linen-stitch-scarf"&gt;linen-stitch-scarf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-4747013907999146563?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/4747013907999146563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=4747013907999146563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4747013907999146563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4747013907999146563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2011/11/scraps-i-mean-old-scraps.html' title='Scraps ~ I Mean Old Scraps'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v8huG6i5SHM/TrCoNAQmBxI/AAAAAAAACgk/4zXIYVwAkfA/s72-c/DSC07580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-7798238954432755126</id><published>2011-10-20T21:58:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T22:37:31.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspen Yoke Pullover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YO6q-ASr6Pw/TqD9SHhd4SI/AAAAAAAACbo/qZ7lvGF87Yk/s1600/DSC07447-1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YO6q-ASr6Pw/TqD9SHhd4SI/AAAAAAAACbo/qZ7lvGF87Yk/s320/DSC07447-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665806818930975010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make myself a &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/wonderful-wallaby"&gt;wonderful-wallaby&lt;/a&gt; and had the sleeves done and sitting in my knitting basket. But when I came across Meg Swansen's &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/aspen-yoke-sweater---wg07-so17"&gt;aspen-yoke-sweater&lt;/a&gt; I had second thoughts. Besides, I really didn't think the pocket in the front would be too complimentary until I had lost some weight. Even then... the jury is still out. But in the mean time I finished the Aspen Yoke using the wallaby as a guide and modifying Meg's sweater. I'm really liking round yoked sweaters and plan on making more and have found some interesting patterns. &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/olive-3"&gt;Olive&lt;/a&gt; is one of the prettiest I've found but I'm not sure of the yarn to use. We'll see because it's about #30 on my list of things I want to make.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other news: I'm making great headway on my "free the needles" campaign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a close-up of the latest until I give it away and then let you know what it really is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bfwpVkw1uxA/TqD_0b0EOiI/AAAAAAAACcY/3sVkvVGAn6s/s1600/DSC07504.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bfwpVkw1uxA/TqD_0b0EOiI/AAAAAAAACcY/3sVkvVGAn6s/s320/DSC07504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665809607516502562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a stack of books on my end table but the one I'm really interested in is the one on the bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1eiW7x1mIgk/TqEDz0RxYDI/AAAAAAAACdI/iWQEaQHYdZQ/s1600/DSC07474-2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1eiW7x1mIgk/TqEDz0RxYDI/AAAAAAAACdI/iWQEaQHYdZQ/s320/DSC07474-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665813994950189106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that someone would actually sit down and spend the time to figure out how to make these socks? And then have the nerve to wear them? I must admit, they are intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeRKSVbpwtk/TqEAssLKfjI/AAAAAAAACcw/BlMHaeChAUE/s1600/DSC07476-1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OeRKSVbpwtk/TqEAssLKfjI/AAAAAAAACcw/BlMHaeChAUE/s320/DSC07476-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665810573981023794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7TR6dbZMw1s/TqEBkYU7tII/AAAAAAAACc8/f9P5zx4jVYY/s1600/DSC07491-1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7TR6dbZMw1s/TqEBkYU7tII/AAAAAAAACc8/f9P5zx4jVYY/s320/DSC07491-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665811530725962882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-7798238954432755126?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7798238954432755126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=7798238954432755126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7798238954432755126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7798238954432755126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2011/10/aspen-yoke-pullover.html' title='Aspen Yoke Pullover'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YO6q-ASr6Pw/TqD9SHhd4SI/AAAAAAAACbo/qZ7lvGF87Yk/s72-c/DSC07447-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2512905758317862920</id><published>2011-10-17T13:23:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T14:20:38.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Moving Right Along</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's not as if I have nothing to say. Those of you who know me also know that I'm rarely without something to say - often saying too much. But since &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt; was introduced to me I found it harder to post since all my knitting projects went there. If you haven't checked it out and you like to knit or crochet, it is definitely worth a look -- if only for all the free patterns and the beautiful projects some have come up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very respectful horse. Or a gluttonous one. LJ taught Gypsy how to bow and Gyps gets a carrot when she does it correctly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uE46FVPmEA8/TpyQ1d_zyBI/AAAAAAAACbc/IX4oxOdFXWI/s1600/September%2B28%2B-%2B06%2B172.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uE46FVPmEA8/TpyQ1d_zyBI/AAAAAAAACbc/IX4oxOdFXWI/s320/September%2B28%2B-%2B06%2B172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664561679584970770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2512905758317862920?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2512905758317862920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2512905758317862920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2512905758317862920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2512905758317862920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2011/10/moving-right-along.html' title='Moving Right Along'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uE46FVPmEA8/TpyQ1d_zyBI/AAAAAAAACbc/IX4oxOdFXWI/s72-c/September%2B28%2B-%2B06%2B172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5097251270708392232</id><published>2009-11-19T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:20:07.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitting Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.knit1mag.com/patterns/2007/winter/k1w07_33.pdf"&gt;lamb knitting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how cute is this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5097251270708392232?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5097251270708392232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5097251270708392232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5097251270708392232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5097251270708392232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2009/11/knitting-toys.html' title='Knitting Toys'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5804842538197668958</id><published>2009-09-14T10:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:57:06.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple Mist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sq6CprqofNI/AAAAAAAACPo/xnPOj0pkHlw/s1600-h/purple+mist+yarn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381382257362107602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sq6CprqofNI/AAAAAAAACPo/xnPOj0pkHlw/s320/purple+mist+yarn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Mom, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the yarn that I was telling you about. Is it the same one that you mentioned to me? Anyway it is 100% &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acrylic&lt;/span&gt; and, as you know, I like to work with yarn that has some wool in it. But this one is okay to work with... Then look at Lion Brand wool-ease. I made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Keren's&lt;/span&gt; latest socks out of that...the ones she had to pull off immediately after putting on because it was so hot!!!  (Note to self: never try on wool socks in the middle of the summer) It has 25% wool and 75% acrylic. Washable too. Don't worry too much about it. I will be glad to work with the 100% acrylic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5804842538197668958?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5804842538197668958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5804842538197668958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5804842538197668958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5804842538197668958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2009/09/purple-mist.html' title='Purple Mist'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sq6CprqofNI/AAAAAAAACPo/xnPOj0pkHlw/s72-c/purple+mist+yarn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8104404670427325486</id><published>2009-06-25T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:59:07.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair Isle Bag - Interweave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.interweavestore.com/store/p/3036-Fair-Isle-Bag.aspx"&gt;Fair Isle Bag - Interweave&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8104404670427325486?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8104404670427325486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8104404670427325486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8104404670427325486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8104404670427325486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2009/06/fair-isle-bag-interweave.html' title='Fair Isle Bag - Interweave'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2183826244056882966</id><published>2009-05-04T21:05:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:46:17.518-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Feather and Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sf_CLLNmlrI/AAAAAAAACMM/tyqBfnmpFLw/s1600-h/shawl+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332193981074151090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sf_CLLNmlrI/AAAAAAAACMM/tyqBfnmpFLw/s320/shawl+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lest you think I have a too much spare time to knit let me tell you of an incidence that happened to me last week. I was sitting at a stop light on the way to the store and I looked over at the car next to me only see a man, woman and young girl laughing and looking at me! All I was doing was knitting - taking advantage of the spare minute the red light afforded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do get more done if Bruce is driving. And he doesn't knit so I might as well be in the passenger seat when we are together. I love long road trips for that reason and often plan what I am going to bring to knit before I decide what I am going to wear. Clothes? Pack a few skirts, a few tops, a sweater or two and some clogs and off I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sf_CLIxxRGI/AAAAAAAACME/K9PZ2ywfDSE/s1600-h/shawl+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332193980420539490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sf_CLIxxRGI/AAAAAAAACME/K9PZ2ywfDSE/s320/shawl+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already thinking of what to bring for my trip to California later this month to visit Mom. I'm flying and as you know the airlines are very particular about what they allow through security...at least the security company is. Some knitters suggest bringing wooden circulars in your carry-on and then packing the rest. I've never had a problem and have even forgotten about my very pointed scissors in my knitting case and they let me through. They were more concerned about the unopened can of coke! (I ended up throwing that away since I didn't relish having coke for breakfast.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sf_CDmRhLlI/AAAAAAAACL0/hJ86R9v-5hY/s1600-h/shawl+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332193850899377746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sf_CDmRhLlI/AAAAAAAACL0/hJ86R9v-5hY/s320/shawl+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said before, I can do a lot of knitting while I'm waiting and it makes it so I don't get impatient. I guess it's a therapy too. There's the rhythmic back and forth and the click, click of the needles that relaxes me. Very soothing. And a very useful finished product in the end. Usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332193853189643058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sf_CDuzj2zI/AAAAAAAACLs/-FlI87iQwUQ/s320/shawl+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So there you have it. It's finally done except for the weaving in of the loose ends and the blocking. I'm ready to cast on for another one of these. To knit in the car, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felix loves yarn. And is looking for a ball to steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sf_CD4nfhrI/AAAAAAAACL8/ODC8mfW7H7g/s1600-h/shawl+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332193855823382194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sf_CD4nfhrI/AAAAAAAACL8/ODC8mfW7H7g/s320/shawl+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nan, modeling the shawl. Laughing A in the background eating dinner. (Poor color, I'm still trying to figure out Corel Paint Shop.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2183826244056882966?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2183826244056882966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2183826244056882966' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2183826244056882966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2183826244056882966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2009/05/feather-and-fan.html' title='Feather and Fan'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Sf_CLLNmlrI/AAAAAAAACMM/tyqBfnmpFLw/s72-c/shawl+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8392185022467806098</id><published>2009-03-24T12:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T12:43:21.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315087129340843858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/ScL7lWacl1I/AAAAAAAACIs/Fzvvg3sYiSE/s320/pi-shawl3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I told Aunt P that I thought I would not start any new projects in the month of March. I would just work on the ones that were under construction. Never, never, never put yourself under law. That being said I did finish two projects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315087063873355362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/ScL7hihx_mI/AAAAAAAACIk/qJAaelZxlM0/s320/pi-shawl2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315086921471322114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/ScL7ZQCfaAI/AAAAAAAACIU/DPbG2AXhIUk/s320/pi-shawl1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my version of Elizabeth Zimmerman's Pi Shawl. I had a lot of fun making it and experimenting with different stitches. The concept for making this was to double the number of stitches on the needle every time you doubled the rows. So after casting on nine stitches and joining in the round I knit for two rows then doubled my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stitches&lt;/span&gt; by doing yarn overs to 18. Knit for four more rows and doubled my stitches to 36 and so on til I got to 576. I could have gone on to 1000 something - I had enough yarn but I had been working on this long enough. Looking back I kind of wish I had since the finished shawl is a little small. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the edge you just cast on eight or so stitches and work back and forth catching an edge stitch on the "forth" for 576 stitches. This makes a nice garter stitch band that doesn't pucker - the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bane&lt;/span&gt; of a lot of bind offs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315087193427656642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/ScL7pFJ7v8I/AAAAAAAACI0/Hh0qiX6a6Y8/s320/pi-shawl4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more large project done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316809132157852194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SckZvGzSWiI/AAAAAAAACKU/HrxnSdD9Tko/s320/wallaby-pam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This wallaby was made from Briggs and Little yarn. I was afraid I wouldn't like it as it was very scratchy as I was working on it. Only when I washed and blocked it did it lose its roughness. Nice yarn. I was ready to cast on right away for another wallaby with this yarn in another colorway. But did refrain. Prudence won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I finished two &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; projects I gave myself liberty... to experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316808664038770498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SckZT27AB0I/AAAAAAAACKM/OPoQx_CgZZ0/s320/felix+and+bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I thought I would experiment with some yarn that has been bugging me for a long time. Now experimenting is not the same thing as starting a new project. (Do you get the idea that I'm trying to convince myself?) I have tons of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Paton's&lt;/span&gt; crayon looking yarn. I've tried cardigan sweaters, pullover sweaters, scarves, shawls, and socks (with minimal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chuggy&lt;/span&gt;). I've even made a bunny sweater which has probably been the most successful for this yarn. But what to do with 18 other balls? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799407762558610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SckQ5EmxzpI/AAAAAAAACJ0/DVawmIVW1KU/s320/20090324_14.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Every time I decided to make something out of it I would get part way into the project only to decide I didn't like it. Well, I've been looking at shawl patterns lately. Believe it or not I've been enjoying the warmth and coziness of a shawl over my shoulders this winter. Our house is quite drafty, not unlike an old war house that's seen too many damp Vancouver winters. And a shawl is perfect to ward off the chill. &lt;a href="http://www.knitting-and.com/knitting/patterns/shawls-shrugs/feather-and-fan-comfort-shawl.htm"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; pattern looks great in this yarn so I've now got this on the needles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799861386284146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SckRTefGjHI/AAAAAAAACKE/JW3V4iuw2q8/s320/20090324_19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a version of the popular feather and fan pattern. It's been around so long that you can't go very far surfing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; without coming across it. In fact, Bruce's aunt made a baby blanket for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LeAnne&lt;/span&gt; 25 years ago and used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; stitch pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799859951553250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SckRTZJCSuI/AAAAAAAACJ8/kVd-VLuB1UY/s320/20090324_18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; And I think it is going to stay until I finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799090934049378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SckQmoU-amI/AAAAAAAACJU/GoHhPtxpZ6I/s320/20090324_8.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Another experiment I've been working on is dish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;scrubbies&lt;/span&gt;. Someone gave me one and I thought it looked cinch to make. So voila! The first side is cotton and the second side is scratchy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;acrylic&lt;/span&gt;. Perfect for scouring pots and pans. So this experiment turned out to be more like a finished project. Or two. Or three. (They are very quick to make. Say 15 minutes?)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316799408794746258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SckQ5Ic3vZI/AAAAAAAACJs/wsvrHYagaM0/s320/20090324_10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found one problem with the yarn though. It could be annoying. When the plastic gets wet it smells! Then I read the label. Apparently, you need to wash this "yarn" in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pH&lt;/span&gt; balanced soap. Does anyone know a dish soap that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pH&lt;/span&gt; balanced? Do I need to give a bottle of it every time I give a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;scrubbie&lt;/span&gt; away? We'll figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, a note &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LeAnne&lt;/span&gt; left on our kitchen cupboard doors:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Due to rising energy costs the light at the end of the tunnel has been turned off." (Anonymous...to me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least Gypsy agrees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315086992474412050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/ScL7dYi8lBI/AAAAAAAACIc/mZVpSjxKTl0/s320/feb+27-09+riding+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8392185022467806098?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8392185022467806098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8392185022467806098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8392185022467806098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8392185022467806098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-madness.html' title='March Madness'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/ScL7lWacl1I/AAAAAAAACIs/Fzvvg3sYiSE/s72-c/pi-shawl3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8176930753395590190</id><published>2009-02-12T12:13:00.008-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:55:00.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pheasants, Peacocks and Sunny California</title><content type='html'>Ha! And you thought I was never coming back. Well, I told you it was a long winter. It's not over yet. Yesterday (or was it the day before?) we had some more flurries but they didn't stick. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to work from downtown Bruce drove down our old street to bypass the train we didn't want to get stuck waiting for. Well. We drove by the house and I said, "They have peacocks!" When we lived there it was not unusual to see pheasants meandering down our 200 foot driveway so Bruce told me I must mean pheasants. "No, back up." And this is what we saw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302007905319006994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SZSEGUDaMxI/AAAAAAAACFI/TdWHVqaN4GM/s320/peacock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember it being unusually warm on this side of the house. That must be why he is here. On a sunny day in the middle of winter you could sit out here, close your eyes and dream you were in sunny southern California. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what? We didn't miss waiting for the train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8176930753395590190?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8176930753395590190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8176930753395590190' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8176930753395590190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8176930753395590190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2009/02/ha-and-you-thought-i-was-never-coming.html' title='Pheasants, Peacocks and Sunny California'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SZSEGUDaMxI/AAAAAAAACFI/TdWHVqaN4GM/s72-c/peacock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2572052731124487937</id><published>2009-01-03T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:29:01.686-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>The Long Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SWAoUeHSKdI/AAAAAAAACBM/EBdtjG1Cb4o/s1600-h/jan+3+09+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287270294679071186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SWAoUeHSKdI/AAAAAAAACBM/EBdtjG1Cb4o/s320/jan+3+09+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep! It's snowing again. We woke up to snow and it's still snowing now. And winter only started two weeks ago! Check out Laura Ingall's Wilder most boring book: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Long-Winter-Little-House/dp/0060581859/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1231015505&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;the long winter&lt;/a&gt; You will find that book perfectly describes the long winter they had where she lived that year. Just like the book itself - long, tedius and boring. (By the way, I really did like her books for the most part and read through them several times). And that describes what we are going through right now only to a less severe degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287270303811323250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SWAoVAIlRXI/AAAAAAAACBU/Ff8W9fioNdo/s320/jan+3+09+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2572052731124487937?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2572052731124487937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2572052731124487937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2572052731124487937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2572052731124487937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-winter.html' title='The Long Winter'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SWAoUeHSKdI/AAAAAAAACBM/EBdtjG1Cb4o/s72-c/jan+3+09+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3217827851428784311</id><published>2009-01-03T18:55:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T19:41:51.039-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>"Startitus"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SWAp7NzSu6I/AAAAAAAACBc/PiUNUhc7uUk/s1600-h/december+31-08+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287272059826781090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SWAp7NzSu6I/AAAAAAAACBc/PiUNUhc7uUk/s320/december+31-08+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have "startitus". Now, before you get the crazy idea that I have some terrible terminal disease let me explain. It's not a physical ailment, it's more mental. But it is an ailment. Maybe it is incurable. I don't know. I'm working on the cure right now. The major symptom is this: An incessant desire to start a new project (be it knitting, in my case) without finishing previous ones. Now, does that sound too bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you my reasons for this "startitus":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There are too many cute patterns out there. Too much temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There are so many different kinds of yarn that one must try a skein of each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There are so many projects that beg to stay on the needles because of a dilemma or problem that needs to be figured out. Left to simmer on the back burner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Some huge projects do get boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Some projects are more portable and thus more suitable to working on in the grocery line. I mean, you really don't want to see me knitting away on an afghan at Safeway, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Some projects are just too challenging for my poor tired brain and need to mellow before I tackle them again. Think: &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter05/PATTkate.html"&gt;kate, the kitten&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. There are so many women having babies that one must stop all projects in view of the upcoming arrival of the little one. Actually, this problem helps alleviate "startitus" and kills two birds with one stone, so to speak. You get to try that new ball of yarn (a baby sweater only takes two) and they usually have a deadline (ie, a baby shower).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cure is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And it sort of sounds like a new year's resolution.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish two projects before starting another. Simple. Clean. Easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's another symptom. Putting yourself under unnecessary pressure for no good reason at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3217827851428784311?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3217827851428784311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3217827851428784311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3217827851428784311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3217827851428784311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/startitus.html' title='&quot;Startitus&quot;'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SWAp7NzSu6I/AAAAAAAACBc/PiUNUhc7uUk/s72-c/december+31-08+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-7683616844365184913</id><published>2009-01-01T08:24:00.009-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T08:58:58.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SV8KBySB3CI/AAAAAAAACA8/5uC0xBzhMds/s1600-h/december+31-08+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286955513349790754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SV8KBySB3CI/AAAAAAAACA8/5uC0xBzhMds/s320/december+31-08+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year!! What better way to celebrate than with a new batch of snow?!! Yep, it happened again last night. This morning we woke up with a new blanket of the white variety. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting last night there was a new year's celebration of a sort. Most of the ladies brought goodies and those with kids brought games. We did eat our selves silly but the games stayed in the boxes. The kids had more fun with charades. Brought back memories of our young peoples' celebrations in the 70's. Only they played a very modified version. Example: Bethany stood up and hugged herself and you were supposed to guess "Hugging". Tara put her two fingers up to her hair and you were supposed to guess "Hair cutting". All fun. Those girls are dramatists for sure. And then ladies all brought out their yarn. Check out &lt;a href="http://chattyhousewife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chatty's&lt;/a&gt; blog for photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce and I stayed at the meeting room as long as he could stand being awake. (I had my knitting so I was prepared for the night). That ended up being around 11:15. Even the four year olds had us beat this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we got to bed at a decent time I still heard the revelers at midnight. It made me smile as I looked at the clock and rolled over and went back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, finished for Shy Guy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297131706190160258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SYMxOKvsYYI/AAAAAAAACEQ/WMSQFBsUaho/s320/shiloh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286955511970183842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SV8KBtJGuqI/AAAAAAAACA0/sCRjFzsYlx4/s320/december+31-08+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little big but that's the beauty of knitting for babies: at some point, sooner or later, it will fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-7683616844365184913?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7683616844365184913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=7683616844365184913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7683616844365184913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7683616844365184913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SV8KBySB3CI/AAAAAAAACA8/5uC0xBzhMds/s72-c/december+31-08+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3087476856012264535</id><published>2008-12-30T18:44:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:51:15.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vans and VW's</title><content type='html'>We sold our van. We now have one van and two cars among the five of us. In the very recent past we were trying to park three vans and three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VW's&lt;/span&gt; in our driveway and along the street with not much success. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ended&lt;/span&gt; parking four in the driveway and two on the street. Invariably the vehicle that was parked closest to the house had to be the one who had to get to work first. And then it was time for "musical cars". What fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3087476856012264535?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3087476856012264535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3087476856012264535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3087476856012264535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3087476856012264535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/vans-and-vws.html' title='Vans and VW&apos;s'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8472135298848336163</id><published>2008-12-24T16:44:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:13:37.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow and More Snow</title><content type='html'>Okay I give up. The snow falling here has been incessant. It won't let up. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SVK-fNHk3DI/AAAAAAAAB7w/BxE5o_--VXk/s1600-h/snow+135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283494756165671986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SVK-fNHk3DI/AAAAAAAAB7w/BxE5o_--VXk/s200/snow+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Therefore I give up. So here are my snow pictures for the year. The news says that this will be the first year since 1971 that all of Canada will have a "White Christmas". Except for a little patch of green in Halifax where you would expect tons of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The van on the right has not been driven for awhile, but the van on the left was driven yesterday - last night, actually. So the accumulation is for less than 24 hours. Bruce finally did go out and shovel that snow. You can see the broom on the hood where he left it to tend to more important parts of the driveway. He wanted me to come and help. Hah. I told him that I would when the snow stopped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a view from the back porch going down to the patio:&lt;br /&gt;Not going to be shoveled until the girls come back from CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SVK-gIFJeHI/AAAAAAAAB8A/kuq3NcAm36Q/s1600-h/snow+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283494771993180274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SVK-gIFJeHI/AAAAAAAAB8A/kuq3NcAm36Q/s200/snow+128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B and I drove by the meeting room yesterday on the way to visit his mum and the parking lot has two feet, if not three feet, drifts. The entrance is totally blocked from the last snow. Last night and now there was (is) another dump. I doubt there will be meeting tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SVK-e8NSExI/AAAAAAAAB7o/Br_URZV-jnk/s1600-h/snow+139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283494751626203922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SVK-e8NSExI/AAAAAAAAB7o/Br_URZV-jnk/s200/snow+139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A lot have gone south for the conference so who knows how many would have showed up anyway. We may have had just a handful even if the weather was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took LJ and Heidi to Jacobsens' on Monday night to spend some time with Betsy before they flew out of SeaTac. The J's took them to the airport around midnight where they spent the night since their plane was to leave at 6:10 AM. They wanted to make sure that they didn't miss their flight. I heard they were going to pull an all nighter and not sleep at all. I wonder if the airport Starbucks closed down before they could get that last Venti to get them through the night. They must have done okay since I never heard from them after Emily called to see what flight they were on. She would have called if they ha&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SVK-fRAR7wI/AAAAAAAAB74/O7Y0TA3qPC4/s1600-h/snow+125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283494757208813314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SVK-fRAR7wI/AAAAAAAAB74/O7Y0TA3qPC4/s200/snow+125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dn't made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature went down to -12 degrees on the way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of fingerless mitts made from the GAS yarn LK brought back from Belgium last year. For her, of course. Too bad I finished them hours after she left for her trip south. I didn't think she would need them in Mexico but it ended up she drove down the coast instead of flying because her flight was cancelled on Sunday night. (Snow conditions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SVK-esoN5QI/AAAAAAAAB7g/VVrYRhyJnXM/s1600-h/snow+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283494747444208898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SVK-esoN5QI/AAAAAAAAB7g/VVrYRhyJnXM/s200/snow+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8472135298848336163?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8472135298848336163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8472135298848336163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8472135298848336163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8472135298848336163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-and-more-snow.html' title='Snow and More Snow'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SVK-fNHk3DI/AAAAAAAAB7w/BxE5o_--VXk/s72-c/snow+135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8084984149835763604</id><published>2008-12-24T13:21:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:27:49.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasting Time</title><content type='html'>We're home today. Can't get out of the driveway because of the snow drifts. Bruce has a great idea of "walking" up to the Safeway. He also wants to shovel the front (which we already did on Monday). I say stay home and look at youtube videos on knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people have nothing to do. Maybe she ran out of yarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VNl8MMAr0lM&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=0FE03B30850E229E&amp;amp;index=7"&gt;what to do with your left over ramen noodles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she going to do with it? Eat it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8084984149835763604?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8084984149835763604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8084984149835763604' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8084984149835763604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8084984149835763604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/wasting-time.html' title='Wasting Time'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3151079147709458256</id><published>2008-12-19T22:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:49:40.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>Every blog that I've visited recently has posted about the weather. This will be no different. Since you all know what snow looks like, I will spare you the pictures. We've had snow and it has "stuck". None of this here today, gone tomorrow stuff as we have had in past years. It seems the Arctic has shifted south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our van came equipt with an outside thermometer. It was intriguing to watch the temperature drop by degrees as we drove from Vancouver to home. I don't remember it ever being this cold. Have you ever heard of -11 C much less felt it? And they (the weathermen) say there's a blizzard coming on Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3151079147709458256?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3151079147709458256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3151079147709458256' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3151079147709458256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3151079147709458256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-4591755523981433414</id><published>2008-12-12T17:27:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:18:03.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Knitting Tubes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUMQOvcaPEI/AAAAAAAAB6k/YrV7bFeG-p4/s1600-h/knitting+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279081033648192578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUMQOvcaPEI/AAAAAAAAB6k/YrV7bFeG-p4/s200/knitting+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found these at &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/DPN+WIP+Tubes_AD80510.html"&gt;knitpicks&lt;/a&gt; and knew they were just what I was looking for. My knitting kept sliding off my double pointed needles because the yarn was too fine for the needles. They are actually ingenious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUMQOUeiJnI/AAAAAAAAB6c/1v6dK-S5NHQ/s1600-h/knitting+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279081026409342578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUMQOUeiJnI/AAAAAAAAB6c/1v6dK-S5NHQ/s200/knitting+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you do is grip the needles together and slide them into the blue end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the red end slips over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUMQNG1NrdI/AAAAAAAAB6M/pR9bxTK855I/s1600-h/knitting+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279081005566504402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUMQNG1NrdI/AAAAAAAAB6M/pR9bxTK855I/s200/knitting+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give the tubes a little twist in the opposite directions and you've got your knitting secure. Works well. The only thing I don't like is the price. Even though I received two sets, cardboard should not be that expensive. But then, they are light weight and if I take care of them, they should last a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUMQMhOQ0UI/AAAAAAAAB6E/UaQSrZpConQ/s1600-h/knitting+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279080995471020354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUMQMhOQ0UI/AAAAAAAAB6E/UaQSrZpConQ/s200/knitting+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-4591755523981433414?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/4591755523981433414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=4591755523981433414' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4591755523981433414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4591755523981433414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/knitting-tubes.html' title='Knitting Tubes'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUMQOvcaPEI/AAAAAAAAB6k/YrV7bFeG-p4/s72-c/knitting+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-7509595823220218906</id><published>2008-12-05T14:42:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:30:10.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Feast and Fingerless Mitts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTgH2gqhWI/AAAAAAAAB4A/jgB4-yrFBB8/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275087489053918562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTgH2gqhWI/AAAAAAAAB4A/jgB4-yrFBB8/s320/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because we don't celebrate Thanksgiving in November (when it's suppose to be celebrated!) and because you all live so far away (Union City was far enough to go for the week-end) we often go to Tacoma to "celebrate" (read: eat ourselves silly). This year was no different with no less food and all delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTfWENRILI/AAAAAAAAB34/KrEQfUmP49E/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275086633737199794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTfWENRILI/AAAAAAAAB34/KrEQfUmP49E/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah and Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTfVyEzheI/AAAAAAAAB3w/heQc428pLwE/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275086628869866978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTfVyEzheI/AAAAAAAAB3w/heQc428pLwE/s320/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTfVVG3u2I/AAAAAAAAB3o/N-kAWbaxzuc/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275086621093903202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTfVVG3u2I/AAAAAAAAB3o/N-kAWbaxzuc/s320/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTfUjIQ4jI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/t07eYOYH7S4/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275086607677973042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTfUjIQ4jI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/t07eYOYH7S4/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought my own stash for the trip down: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are new in Canada. At least I've not seen them before. They are chocolate coated mint kisses. I thought they would be mint flavored chocolate. And with a mocha I was set. To knit, of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what I finished on the trip. Don't be fooled. With a mocha to power you and lots of down time you can get some serious knitting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275085398133704674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTeOJOcB-I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/EYMSKgx3ilk/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTeNyB99dI/AAAAAAAAB3I/HPlC6uRSIbg/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275085391907386834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTeNyB99dI/AAAAAAAAB3I/HPlC6uRSIbg/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTeNr48teI/AAAAAAAAB3A/f7IQHbIdf1Q/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275085390258943458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTeNr48teI/AAAAAAAAB3A/f7IQHbIdf1Q/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heidi liked them so well she wanted a pair for her birthday. Which happens to be tomorrow!!! Today was going to be my day off to stay home and knit but some problems with our US bank account warranted me coming into Richmond for the day. With that taken care of - at least as much as I can do (including a trip down south) - it was too late to go back home. Thankfully, she wanted Greek food for her birthday dinner and there's a restaurant conveniently located up the street from our house. As for the fingerless mitts? How fast do you think I can knit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-7509595823220218906?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7509595823220218906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=7509595823220218906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7509595823220218906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7509595823220218906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-feast-and-fingerless-mitts_05.html' title='Thanksgiving Feast and Fingerless Mitts'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/STTgH2gqhWI/AAAAAAAAB4A/jgB4-yrFBB8/s72-c/078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-6250051389625414835</id><published>2008-11-19T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:24:56.597-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>At the Driving Range and Ubiquitous Knitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SR5pqNgwHHI/AAAAAAAABxc/F_InACWzQJE/s1600-h/to+sort+05-22-08+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268764787972512882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SR5pqNgwHHI/AAAAAAAABxc/F_InACWzQJE/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes after work Bruce and I go to the driving range. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268764768719119282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SR5ppFyYo7I/AAAAAAAABxM/ppRROL4t2R8/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I don't hit golf balls. But I usually grab a cup of coffee and a sweet treat. (I know, I really shouldn't. Starting tomorrow.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268764777130215202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SR5pplHvxyI/AAAAAAAABxU/ynUI2nM1evc/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So there I sit.&lt;br /&gt;I can wait. I can wait for anybody. And I can wait for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268762174851208898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SR5nSG4FVsI/AAAAAAAABw8/jPT2KbKFWc0/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt; But only if I have my knitting with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268763554626702194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SR5oia8Mi3I/AAAAAAAABxE/qZkP0SbpNF0/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268766114108771218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SR5q3ZwRi5I/AAAAAAAABxk/661xshAgdzI/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268766120952459298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SR5q3zP78CI/AAAAAAAABxs/VlSZAAjZC4k/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now, to find someone to fit this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-6250051389625414835?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6250051389625414835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=6250051389625414835' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6250051389625414835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6250051389625414835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-driving-range-and-ubiquitous.html' title='At the Driving Range and Ubiquitous Knitting'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SR5pqNgwHHI/AAAAAAAABxc/F_InACWzQJE/s72-c/to+sort+05-22-08+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3396960533481046527</id><published>2008-10-27T14:38:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:56:32.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures of Our 2nd Trip East</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SRuOGakLj2I/AAAAAAAABws/W9avI-p4AX0/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267960430001360738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SRuOGakLj2I/AAAAAAAABws/W9avI-p4AX0/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just pictures (mostly). No time to write and/or think. Be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forewarned&lt;/span&gt;. My last post was so long I thought I would quit before an epic novel was written. Not that any of it was made up--more like a coffee table book--oversized.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQoulUEt3hI/AAAAAAAABwY/Gkue_3fE_b0/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263070333114375698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQoulUEt3hI/AAAAAAAABwY/Gkue_3fE_b0/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jered&lt;/span&gt; at the sing. His sister Bethany behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQorgLdERZI/AAAAAAAABwA/PDaK-afaSUE/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263066946366358930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQorgLdERZI/AAAAAAAABwA/PDaK-afaSUE/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before the sing began. (I think Will is tying his shoe--or something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jennie H. and Joann B. at the conference&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQizSyVUALI/AAAAAAAABvg/yEV4at_IYUE/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262653299912605874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQizSyVUALI/AAAAAAAABvg/yEV4at_IYUE/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263061160130024882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQomPYC0lbI/AAAAAAAABvo/0sS_RIgt6qs/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jan B, Phil and Pam B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263061169184995074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQomP5xsdwI/AAAAAAAABvw/JSIEy8flpPc/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Abby and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JoAnne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQizSuh18kI/AAAAAAAABvY/l6Qv3Wtb4Wo/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262653298891420226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQizSuh18kI/AAAAAAAABvY/l6Qv3Wtb4Wo/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Another three year old) Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQizP5V1VII/AAAAAAAABvQ/b3i-0E0Qc2E/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262653250254230658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQizP5V1VII/AAAAAAAABvQ/b3i-0E0Qc2E/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Willy and Wally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263061179376238866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQomQfvegRI/AAAAAAAABv4/-RdexHKTr5Y/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some of the young people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Cottage Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263070319640074114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQoukh4MV4I/AAAAAAAABwQ/QysznUWbhBA/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The path to the girls' dock&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263070310629494898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQoukAT50HI/AAAAAAAABwI/Ksjk1Kovrqc/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;More of the path to the girls' dock. (It was a long way from the cottage.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQiwPyTNmuI/AAAAAAAABvA/qs7GMAWFDrw/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262649949829307106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQiwPyTNmuI/AAAAAAAABvA/qs7GMAWFDrw/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls' dock (to the right of the cottage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQiwPmqrIZI/AAAAAAAABu4/IljlibxETSc/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262649946706485650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQiwPmqrIZI/AAAAAAAABu4/IljlibxETSc/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The back porch--where we spent our time on rainy days at the cottage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQY45bgTi7I/AAAAAAAABuo/sd6DjhWoDeg/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261955773915958194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQY45bgTi7I/AAAAAAAABuo/sd6DjhWoDeg/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of Gordon and Pearl's guests of the past:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQY44ipUwoI/AAAAAAAABuc/-5JjdAa54Wk/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261955758652965506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQY44ipUwoI/AAAAAAAABuc/-5JjdAa54Wk/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQY26ojWEII/AAAAAAAABuU/dZ8Lr21R_fQ/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261953595574980738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQY26ojWEII/AAAAAAAABuU/dZ8Lr21R_fQ/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More beautiful colors of the Eastern Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQY26Z3LjnI/AAAAAAAABuM/AI0cF9PGxkI/s1600-h/Hamer+Bay+Conf+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261953591631646322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQY26Z3LjnI/AAAAAAAABuM/AI0cF9PGxkI/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside the rest home where Jan's father lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3396960533481046527?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3396960533481046527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3396960533481046527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3396960533481046527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3396960533481046527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-pictures-of-our-2nd-trip-east.html' title='More Pictures of Our 2nd Trip East'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SRuOGakLj2I/AAAAAAAABws/W9avI-p4AX0/s72-c/Hamer+Bay+Conf+195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5284949429005411978</id><published>2008-10-26T20:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:47:46.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>2nd trip east in five weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQFRtl6HUiI/AAAAAAAABts/HzwDAJt35mk/s1600-h/Trip+to+East+Coast+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260575683457274402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQFRtl6HUiI/AAAAAAAABts/HzwDAJt35mk/s320/Trip+to+East+Coast+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flying use to be fun. In the past I looked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; to getting on the airplane and enjoying the experience. Not anymore. The seats are too small and your neighbors are too close: front, back and sideways. If you want something to eat you either have to bring your own food or buy it from the airlines. For eight dollars. For a just warmed up sandwich. Non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alcoholic&lt;/span&gt; beverages are free. If you take advantage of that you end up using the washroom three times in a 5 hour flight. (Ask me.) Now all you want is for the flight to be over. Especially if you travel with someone who has never liked flying...even in the glory days...and just endures the five hour torture chamber and who chalks up the experience as another test in the pathway and knows he will be a better man for it in the end. I guess I could go first class. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hummm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Novel thought. Too bad even economy class costs so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260467993409802594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDvxNOA0WI/AAAAAAAABtc/1yebNmiPvt4/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+151.JPG" border="0" /&gt; They said we missed the real show. I say the show we saw was spectacular. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260433184396224066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDQHDidJkI/AAAAAAAABr0/5Vh_Q9XerXI/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We passed by so many lakes while we were in Ontario. I could have spent all my time by any one of them. They were so peaceful. They skies were clear, the water smooth and the weather was just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260429456691172786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDMuEwUFbI/AAAAAAAABrs/813a0Xo-ulA/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260414194161908274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQC-1rZxejI/AAAAAAAABrU/uYeQJLAdr20/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260429450001608066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDMtr1ZbYI/AAAAAAAABrk/b7MymynG430/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're just not use to all this color with our evergreen trees predominating here in the west. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260417828653412546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDCJO8EsMI/AAAAAAAABrc/L5RIFLSB3TI/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+280.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We stayed with Rob and Jan who also had their grandson with them that week. I called him my "little alarm clock". His room was right next to ours and every morning before his feet hit the floor I heard, "Granny, Granny, Granny, I need you!" And then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, patter down the hall to Granny's room. It's a great way to wake up. I highly recommend it. It makes getting use to the three hour time change a little easier. (Notice, I said a little easier. I don't think I really got use to the change until it was time to go home. Even then, I slept in til eight the day after we got home. That would be noon in the east!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rob offer to take us to Gordon and Pearl's summer cottage the day after we arrived. Needless to say he did not have to ask twice. Both Bruce and I spent many happy times there when we were young. Too bad we were never there at the same time! That would have been the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260453650281629698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDiuU5xiAI/AAAAAAAABsk/djEYihhk5Zc/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We spent a good while contemplating the times we spent with G and P and the happy fellowship we had with so many other young people back in the 70's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A view of the lake from the right side of the cottage. You can see the remnants of the ping pong table at the bottom right. This is where we and 39 other young people spent many hours breaking the ice and trying to get to know one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260468037452461922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDvzxSmd2I/AAAAAAAABtk/aj0QK74nYBk/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260462705805661442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDq9bW8lQI/AAAAAAAABtU/MUUVaTUHswM/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+119.JPG" border="0" /&gt; In the early mornings you could hear the loons calling across the lake. I had never heard them before coming to the cottage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260462697511013266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDq88dWS5I/AAAAAAAABtM/rFoQ0SdUGYg/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what use to be the girls' outhouse. No, there were no facilities in the house, that I know of. And there was no electricity. Imagine doing without a hair dryer, electric curlers and a curling iron for one whole week. Perhaps the most important week of your life since your future spouse may have been at the cottage with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gordon's old car that they used to go "touring" throughout Canada and the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260460153589431282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDoo3nLe_I/AAAAAAAABtE/YIpa5jgIEvU/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Beyond the car is the (now) overgrown field where we spent hours playing softball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260580970519006626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQFWhVv3DaI/AAAAAAAABt0/h9FJM6ONQ1Y/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That little bit of land in front of the mass of trees is the Girls' Island. Only the brave dared to swim there and then only with a rowboat escort (of girls and by rule).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260580977466910962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQFWhvoXqPI/AAAAAAAABt8/5zFmP5WAXxk/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Reminiscing&lt;/span&gt; at the main dock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the next to the last day we had canoe races here. This was one of the only times the girls and boys were in the water together. The other was when a young man wanted to take a girl for a canoe ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One year some of us girls gave Robin an early morning dip off this dock for her birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260460139181595570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDooB8FW7I/AAAAAAAABs8/3DB_ME0zYtM/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting room where we went while visiting Gordon and Pearl. This is also where the conference was held just recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260433194313007234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDQHoezQII/AAAAAAAABr8/i2ODODGZHkw/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to visit with many friends at this conference. Some we hadn't seen for years and some were new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;acquaintances&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260450258141196594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDfo4MeMTI/AAAAAAAABsM/zWrSd-8jF0I/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jim H. and Carol S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260450263751348994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDfpNGCUwI/AAAAAAAABsU/UQIA4yrG3TI/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mark and Marion S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260458501853577378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDnIuaqgKI/AAAAAAAABss/mezkVItGwDk/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After the Conference--Jamming at the Dock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260458506999170066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDnJBleBBI/AAAAAAAABs0/LVG9HTFZsVM/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just another peaceful, tranquil scene on one of Ontario's thousand lakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260453603241342082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQDirlqftII/AAAAAAAABsc/dC4jHbe_tJQ/s320/Hamer+Bay+Conf+225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rob and Jan have this view off their back porch every day of the year. I suppose that sometimes there is snow and ice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5284949429005411978?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5284949429005411978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5284949429005411978' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5284949429005411978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5284949429005411978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/2nd-trip-east-in-five-weeks.html' title='2nd trip east in five weeks'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SQFRtl6HUiI/AAAAAAAABts/HzwDAJt35mk/s72-c/Trip+to+East+Coast+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-7049528311148235442</id><published>2008-10-23T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:01:35.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>madaline's coffee</title><content type='html'>When SAJ blogged about madelines a while back I had to google it to see what she was talking about. I still don't know what it was that she was referring to but I came across this. Now this is some kind of espresso stand! I could use one of these. Maybe I can get one of my four kids to convert their VW's into something like &lt;a href="http://gridskipper.com/59532/cafe-madeleine-coffee-in-your-car"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-7049528311148235442?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7049528311148235442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=7049528311148235442' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7049528311148235442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7049528311148235442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/10/madalines-coffee.html' title='madaline&apos;s coffee'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-1658382594509205755</id><published>2008-09-08T09:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:02:37.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Do Not Leave Home Without It</title><content type='html'>By that I mean "knowing how to connect to the internet while in a Starbucks while you are away from home"! Bruce just asked me if I'm on yet. Yes, but it took me an hour and I JUST GOT ON. Whew. Now that our trip is just about over I can go to any Starbucks and get on-line and use their connection for two hours for free. (I wonder if my first hour trying to log on counts? They kept saying I was logged on to AT&amp;amp;T but I just couldn't get on-line.)Well, I guess it will be a short work day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came from Scranton/Montrose Conference this AM. It was great! Not as small as I thought it would be and I knew a lot more people than I knew in St. John. It was good to see so many familiar faces and make connections with new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going back to Vestal tonight for dinner at Mark and Marion's and then meeting Then we leave from there to go home on Tuesday. I'll have pics by then. You'll see a lot that you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-1658382594509205755?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/1658382594509205755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=1658382594509205755' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1658382594509205755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1658382594509205755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-not-leave-home-without-it.html' title='Do Not Leave Home Without It'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-6762090238760064470</id><published>2008-09-03T07:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:03:26.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Massachusetts</title><content type='html'>I think I'm in Massachusetts. At least that's what all the signs seem to say. It was so late last night when we got in to the motel that we just didn't really know. We are on our way to New York and are on the 90 going west. That's another story--when you travel in the east bring a bag full of change for the turnpikes and then once you get on don't expect to get off in a mile or two--try 30. We got off the turn-pike to check out a (too expensive) hotel and got back on the pike to check out the next exit. Wrong move. We were already beyond tired and couldn't get off the turnpike even if we wanted to. Thirty miles later we drove up to this dive where I now sit (at least they have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; connection!). All we wanted to do was sleep. Good thing. It's not a place you want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;write home about. Why am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know where we are. And where we are going. We should be in Scranton/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Montrose&lt;/span&gt; by Friday. But today we plan on getting a real cup of coffee in Albany, NY. We're hoping for a Starbucks there but I don't know if Starbucks is as serious about these Easterners as they are about us there in the West. We'll see. I'll keep you informed. Definitely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-6762090238760064470?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6762090238760064470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=6762090238760064470' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6762090238760064470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6762090238760064470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/09/massachusetts.html' title='Massachusetts'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2366090419189088849</id><published>2008-07-24T14:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T15:02:59.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Born Free and Christian the Lion</title><content type='html'>Does anyone remember the film &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; the sixties called "Born Free"? Basically, it's the story of George and Joy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Adamson&lt;/span&gt; who tamed some lions and then set them free in Africa. Well, some Britons did the same thing only in the heart of London! Actually, they set him free in Africa as well, but did raise him for one year in London.  This is one incredible story! It brought chills to my spine! Perhaps this is what the Millennium will be like. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://uselessdesires.blogspot.com/2008/07/christian-lion-who-lived-in-my-london.html"&gt;Christian the Lion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://uselessdesires.blogspot.com/2008/07/christian-lion-who-lived-in-my-london.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2366090419189088849?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2366090419189088849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2366090419189088849' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2366090419189088849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2366090419189088849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/07/christian-lion.html' title='Born Free and Christian the Lion'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-116121282758465765</id><published>2008-07-21T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T14:38:33.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Coffee Slide Show for Chuggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-4d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="475" height="375" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="site=widget-4d.slide.com&amp;amp;channel=72057594045634637&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 475px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/msview/ticker?cid=72057594045634637&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;tt=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have coffee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-116121282758465765?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/116121282758465765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=116121282758465765' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/116121282758465765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/116121282758465765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2006/11/coffee-slide-show.html' title='Coffee Slide Show for Chuggy'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-6045993690956728955</id><published>2008-05-26T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:03:13.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>For the Feet--But Not Socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDr-QG_ssCI/AAAAAAAABNI/VI0b7AdKYQA/s1600-h/to+sort+05-22-08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204751872089174050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDr-QG_ssCI/AAAAAAAABNI/VI0b7AdKYQA/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Forgive me for not posting this sooner. I wanted these slippers to get to the recipient before I posted. Even so, they probably will not, because of the Memorial Day holiday. Then again, if she made it to "the Sticks" this week-end she probably already has them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below is a finished pair of socks I told Heidi would be good for the barn. She replied that they would be good around the house, too! Who am I to complain? I'm just glad she's thrilled with 100% wool socks--even though summer is on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDr-Qm_ssDI/AAAAAAAABNQ/4M3h25yKOWU/s1600-h/to+sort+05-22-08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204751880679108658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDr-Qm_ssDI/AAAAAAAABNQ/4M3h25yKOWU/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because our basement is so much cooler - (you can go from the top floor to the basement and feel the air cooling as you go) than the rest of the house I walked outside from the basement and got in the car wearing my 100% wool sweater and my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDr-Q2_ssEI/AAAAAAAABNY/WzH3HL_pqTI/s1600-h/to+sort+05-22-08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204751884974075970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDr-Q2_ssEI/AAAAAAAABNY/WzH3HL_pqTI/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; boots. I thought it was a little warm and then checked &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204751902153945170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDr-R2_ssFI/AAAAAAAABNg/v8A5lahnVBo/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the thermometer we have in the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204773806487154802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDsSM2_ssHI/AAAAAAAABNw/Dgw1cYlC3jM/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See that little 'c' after the 27? That means it's not cold enough for 100% wool sweater or boots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I would say this is California weather--beautiful warm and sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDr-SG_ssGI/AAAAAAAABNo/7KCQqDkITCw/s1600-h/to+sort+05-22-08+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204751906448912482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDr-SG_ssGI/AAAAAAAABNo/7KCQqDkITCw/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Mo complained in his own way. Imagine a coat like this in the heat. And, no we don't shave him because his fur would grow in funny. Thankfully, we only have a few days a year that are this hot. Besides, if he was smart enough he would stay in the basement.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204788400786026706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDsfeW_ssNI/AAAAAAAABOg/sMxw94qBa_k/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If only it had stayed that way. Bruce and I took off on Sunday afternoon for the Oregon Coast. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204788387901124786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDsfdm_ssLI/AAAAAAAABOQ/L8zw5XrYNsQ/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As we got closer to the shore the wind picked up, the sky darken and finally dropped wetness. Actually, the first day there we had no rain. It was cool but not too bad. By the evening of the second day it had started to rain. Have you ever walked in the rain on the beach at night? On your 25th wedding anniversary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204781494478614658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDsZMW_ssII/AAAAAAAABN4/kqGUo_qYMLQ/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204781498773581970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDsZMm_ssJI/AAAAAAAABOA/MNvtPmu7pkk/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Our view from the resort (thanks J and H!) where we stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204781503068549282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDsZM2_ssKI/AAAAAAAABOI/34uAk3p__sM/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't really care what the weather is like on the Oregon Coast. As I said before I really like going there. If the weather is warm and sunny, it's a bonus. If not, that's okay. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204788405080994018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDsfem_ssOI/AAAAAAAABOo/qVzK-tTUqdc/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One hearty singer who didn't mind the wind and the rain. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204788396491059394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDsfeG_ssMI/AAAAAAAABOY/4-r6ykSgZ3s/s320/to+sort+05-22-08+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-6045993690956728955?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6045993690956728955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=6045993690956728955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6045993690956728955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6045993690956728955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-feet-but-not-socks.html' title='For the Feet--But Not Socks'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SDr-QG_ssCI/AAAAAAAABNI/VI0b7AdKYQA/s72-c/to+sort+05-22-08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-7359630386490038353</id><published>2008-05-16T10:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:29:06.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Spicy" Quesadillas</title><content type='html'>Long ago I use to babysit &lt;a href="http://www.secret-agent-josephine.com/blog/"&gt;Bren&lt;/a&gt;. She would stay for dinner and I would give her my favorite treat to eat. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201025045921737298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SC3AuRoTKlI/AAAAAAAABMo/bjIU-2gGBm0/s200/to+sort+05-14-08+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I was giving her mild taco sauce, but from her reation you would have thought I was giving her &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Habanero"&gt;habanero&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201025037331802690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SC3AtxoTKkI/AAAAAAAABMg/ZkxWNGxs0qc/s200/to+sort+05-14-08+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This, from a California girl who should have been enjoying the hottest of hot &lt;a href="http://www.tdc.ca/habaneros.htm"&gt;chili&lt;/a&gt; peppers by then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201025063101606530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SC3AvRoTKoI/AAAAAAAABNA/dZq-FkAROZM/s200/to+sort+05-14-08+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps her heritage (pot roast and potatoes) and the fact that her dad had ulcers prevented her from enjoying or even tasting such delicacies!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201025054511671922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SC3AuxoTKnI/AAAAAAAABM4/v5LKpoALrqk/s200/to+sort+05-14-08+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, she was only six.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-7359630386490038353?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7359630386490038353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=7359630386490038353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7359630386490038353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7359630386490038353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/05/spicy-quesadillas.html' title='&quot;Spicy&quot; Quesadillas'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SC3AuRoTKlI/AAAAAAAABMo/bjIU-2gGBm0/s72-c/to+sort+05-14-08+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2478945698567164790</id><published>2008-05-15T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:00:31.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Burgundy and Emeralds</title><content type='html'>There are other things to do with yarn besides knit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200726434025515474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCyxIxoTKdI/AAAAAAAABLo/1ST1_NGKAVY/s320/to+sort+05-14-08+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kedge&lt;/span&gt; made me a Bible case a number of years ago that held up really well. Except for the handles, it's in very good shape. I had contemplated having her make me another until I remembered my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;burgundy&lt;/span&gt; yarn and the "blanket stitch". Worked well. You have my recommendation for repairing handles on a Bible Case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200726425435580866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCyxIRoTKcI/AAAAAAAABLg/J4hXf2reZTU/s320/to+sort+05-14-08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200726438320482786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCyxJBoTKeI/AAAAAAAABLw/I2_rDm1jKAM/s320/to+sort+05-14-08+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200733928743447058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCy39BoTKhI/AAAAAAAABMI/GfDbnRSgqr0/s320/to+sort+05-14-08+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt; You knew this was coming, didn't you? As you know the birthstone for May is emerald. There will be two of these and so far one is done. Guess. And they're not socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCyxJhoTKfI/AAAAAAAABL4/dObDqw1CxFo/s1600-h/to+sort+05-14-08+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200726446910417394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCyxJhoTKfI/AAAAAAAABL4/dObDqw1CxFo/s320/to+sort+05-14-08+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCyxKBoTKgI/AAAAAAAABMA/SZEoJl4trhU/s1600-h/to+sort+05-14-08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200726455500352002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCyxKBoTKgI/AAAAAAAABMA/SZEoJl4trhU/s320/to+sort+05-14-08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2478945698567164790?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2478945698567164790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2478945698567164790' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2478945698567164790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2478945698567164790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/05/burgundy-and-emeralds.html' title='Burgundy and Emeralds'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SCyxIxoTKdI/AAAAAAAABLo/1ST1_NGKAVY/s72-c/to+sort+05-14-08+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5204422999174355326</id><published>2008-04-17T11:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T12:17:17.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SAea4J-jWeI/AAAAAAAABJs/g5nGUYFFXgI/s1600-h/to+sort+04-17-08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190287385109420514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SAea4J-jWeI/AAAAAAAABJs/g5nGUYFFXgI/s320/to+sort+04-17-08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some may be wondering where I am. I think my wheels are spinning and like my knitting, my life has been "tinking" or knitting backwards. If not in reverse, at least put on hold. You see I had oodles of time yesterday where I had nothing to do but wait and, of course, took my knitting with me. What a wonderful opportunity to knit and not feel guilty! I had nothing to do. But by the time I came home I realized my project had not progressed even though I knit for hours. When you make a mistake in knitting it is sometimes better to knit backwards and take the stitches out one at a time. If you don't and just rip it out by pulling free all the needles you can lose the pattern and then are in a big mess. So "I tinked" But the problem loomed large and I did eventually pull the needles out and just ripped. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190287436649028082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SAea7J-jWfI/AAAAAAAABJ0/rb-2i_x7a6s/s320/to+sort+04-17-08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some may understand the metaphor and how it applies to our lives here. If not, forgive me for not explaining. Let's just say things can only get better. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190287440943995394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SAea7Z-jWgI/AAAAAAAABJ8/2SF4iWn6DtI/s320/to+sort+04-17-08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190287483893668370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SAea95-jWhI/AAAAAAAABKE/G3LuMBpKHfo/s320/to+sort+04-17-08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5204422999174355326?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5204422999174355326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5204422999174355326' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5204422999174355326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5204422999174355326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-update.html' title='A Little Update'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SAea4J-jWeI/AAAAAAAABJs/g5nGUYFFXgI/s72-c/to+sort+04-17-08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-6948568679858910646</id><published>2008-04-02T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:28:26.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Snow ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_QxfObdyVI/AAAAAAAABI8/rYlgP_49HiE/s1600-h/to+sort+03-31-08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184823483529283922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_QxfObdyVI/AAAAAAAABI8/rYlgP_49HiE/s320/to+sort+03-31-08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from the back porch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_QxfubdyWI/AAAAAAAABJE/lBlAdDKCjRs/s1600-h/to+sort+03-31-08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184823492119218530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_QxfubdyWI/AAAAAAAABJE/lBlAdDKCjRs/s320/to+sort+03-31-08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_QxgObdyYI/AAAAAAAABJU/1oqP8wwimCY/s1600-h/to+sort+03-31-08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184823500709153154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_QxgObdyYI/AAAAAAAABJU/1oqP8wwimCY/s320/to+sort+03-31-08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184823496414185842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Qxf-bdyXI/AAAAAAAABJM/d8VAIw_fpGs/s320/to+sort+03-31-08+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, it's still possible. We got snow on Friday, March 28 and as you can see by the last picture the flakes were enormous. Needless to say, it did not last long...about two minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that I was hoping to coerce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jailgy&lt;/span&gt; to come to visit once she saw the pics. My backyard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; needs some kind loving care in the way of gardening. So does the front yard, for that matter. As for my thumb, by now you must know it's purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-6948568679858910646?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6948568679858910646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=6948568679858910646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6948568679858910646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6948568679858910646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-snow.html' title='The Last Snow ?'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_QxfObdyVI/AAAAAAAABI8/rYlgP_49HiE/s72-c/to+sort+03-31-08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3233721181971704702</id><published>2008-04-01T01:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T11:25:58.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Done Socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Emr-bdyNI/AAAAAAAABH8/Yq8yQkLvjTE/s1600-h/to+sort+02-18-08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183967183014578386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Emr-bdyNI/AAAAAAAABH8/Yq8yQkLvjTE/s320/to+sort+02-18-08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Purples and blues are some of my favorite colors to work with. If I really believed what they say about color I may be worried. If your favorite color is purple, so they say, you are probably a 14 year old girl and living in a fantasy. Blue? I'm not quite sure but Navy Blue is a color that you can hide behind. Maybe it means you're dignified and regal? A combination of the two probably means I want to hide and be a princess in a fantasy life. Hmm. I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184334724840933618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_J09ubdyPI/AAAAAAAABIM/ufGUcFdWHSg/s320/to+sort+04-01-08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I like pastels. Then I like deep rich colors. Now, is there any color I left out? To tell the truth, I really like to work with all colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184342949703305538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_J8cebdyUI/AAAAAAAABI0/Y2pO_3WpWBM/s320/april.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And since April's birthstone is a diamond it's appropriate to have an "all color" project. Diamonds, as you know, refract all colors. At least my diamond ring does. I enjoy holding it up to the light and watching the colors swirl and sparkle. I have no idea what my ring is worth but just because it refracts all those colors I think it the best. I don't know what makes a diamond valuable and I really don't care; I like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184334737725835522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_J0-ebdyQI/AAAAAAAABIU/_hLLjrnN66o/s320/to+sort+04-01-08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scarf is a project from the past and I only show it to let you see what inspired me to change my pattern for Chuggy's surprise-which is no longer a surprise. (I figured that I would rather make something that someone liked rather than surprise her with something that she didn't like. Besides, surprises are over rated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184334780675508514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_J1A-bdySI/AAAAAAAABIk/UR00zQmNgbI/s320/to+sort+04-01-08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out making a cardigan sweater in a straight stockinette stitch. Since I knew I wouldn't want a sweater that accented "broadness" in the wrong place, I didn't think she would either. Off it came from the needles. Next, I thought maybe a shawl would be better and thus tried my hand at this pattern stitch which is the same in the scarf above as well as in my Jaywalker socks from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184334759200672018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_J0_ubdyRI/AAAAAAAABIc/7hXWih7eXcw/s320/to+sort+04-01-08+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I liked it much better but would she wear or even need a shawl in a sunny California desert? There was only one way to find out. After a call to the desert I found out a shawl she would like but I could tell that a cardigan sweater would be much more appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184334784970475826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_J1BObdyTI/AAAAAAAABIs/RDOXgKpc2tM/s320/to+sort+04-01-08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm. Now to see if I can find a pattern that works with this design. Dare I make one up? Kind of a leap in the dark and into unknown territory. I like a challenge. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3233721181971704702?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3233721181971704702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3233721181971704702' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3233721181971704702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3233721181971704702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/04/done-socks.html' title='Done Socks'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Emr-bdyNI/AAAAAAAABH8/Yq8yQkLvjTE/s72-c/to+sort+02-18-08+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3583649337538815014</id><published>2008-03-31T10:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:36:02.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquamarine is for March</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Ek6-bdyLI/AAAAAAAABHs/a0f6OInvmrA/s1600-h/to+sort+02-05-08+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183965241689360562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Ek6-bdyLI/AAAAAAAABHs/a0f6OInvmrA/s320/to+sort+02-05-08+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aquamarine is such a pretty stone. It so much reminds me of the ocean and because of that, my childhood. The browny sand and the blue, blue sea. I've often lived by the ocean. Seven and a half years in Hawaii. Four years in Japan. Even when we lived in Maryland for a year and a half we took time to go to the ocean--Rahobath Beach, the Chesapeake Bay. While visiting Gramma in Pennsylvania on vacations I remember going to the Boardwalk by the Jersey shores. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9MStth6JsI/AAAAAAAABF0/lOV8wZMQBF8/s1600-h/to+sort+june+8+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175500973304063682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9MStth6JsI/AAAAAAAABF0/lOV8wZMQBF8/s320/to+sort+june+8+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Perhaps these socks reflect those colors a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These socks are certainly ubiquitious! They have been with me since my very first post back in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason for that. Even though they look like they would be fun to knit, I'm not so smart to figure things out.&lt;br /&gt;I've had a real bear of a time with these socks. I put them down for awhile and lost my way. I forgot what to do next. Then when I finally figured it out I realized I lost a stitch somewhere back about 20 rows. Have you ever "tinked" for 20 rows? Takes about two hours and makes your already bad eyes go "badder"&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9MSLth6JqI/AAAAAAAABFk/Z-p26fgYDjI/s1600-h/march2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175500389188511394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 35px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 29px" height="84" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9MSLth6JqI/AAAAAAAABFk/Z-p26fgYDjI/s320/march2.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Thanks Jailgy, for that liberty!) Whew! I'm glad that's over. Now I'm on my way again and will try to finish these socks shortly...but not for March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3583649337538815014?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3583649337538815014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3583649337538815014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3583649337538815014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3583649337538815014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/03/aquamarine-is-for-march.html' title='Aquamarine is for March'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R_Ek6-bdyLI/AAAAAAAABHs/a0f6OInvmrA/s72-c/to+sort+02-05-08+207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-605699718713162021</id><published>2008-03-08T11:40:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T13:09:44.800-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Three Down, One to Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9Ltwth6JkI/AAAAAAAABE0/36i0UQfJfEY/s1600-h/to+sort+02-13-08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175460342913443394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9Ltwth6JkI/AAAAAAAABE0/36i0UQfJfEY/s320/to+sort+02-13-08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, she passed. Heidi has her driver's licence. Now my days to chauffeur my girls to the barn are all but over. There may be times when I need to help out but they will be few and far between. It's already been a relief. Just this morning they were up, out and off to the barn with only a phone call to figure out which van to take. Next week should be easier since the plan is to import their already bought VW Rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a progressive program here for getting your driver's licence. First, as in every other place, you have to pass a written test. That allows you to display a huge "L" on the back of your vehicle. A lot of kids have a word they use to say what it stands for but the DMV says it stands for "Learner". And for the next little while, is it two years? you practice driving. Sounds like what most DMVs require. Next you take the road test and if you pass you get to display an "N" which stands for "Novice". (Most kids have another name for that too.) This is where Moms everywhere start to sweat. That's because your child now has the power to drive without you calling out directions from the front passenger seat. If you're a praying mom, you start to pray even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9Ltxdh6JlI/AAAAAAAABE8/UWE9X_9garI/s1600-h/to+sort+02-13-08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175460355798345298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9Ltxdh6JlI/AAAAAAAABE8/UWE9X_9garI/s320/to+sort+02-13-08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Little fortification before the actual test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9Ltydh6JmI/AAAAAAAABFE/WtLh5JnIHGE/s1600-h/to+sort+02-13-08+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175460372978214498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9Ltydh6JmI/AAAAAAAABFE/WtLh5JnIHGE/s320/to+sort+02-13-08+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One more try at parallel parking. Yes, I mean parallel parking. We do that in a parking lot here. The examiners don't even want you to attempt getting between two parked cars and on the test will have you parallel park behind one parked car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9LyXdh6JoI/AAAAAAAABFU/IOv5cRZeZxE/s1600-h/to+sort+03-08-08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175465406679885442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9LyXdh6JoI/AAAAAAAABFU/IOv5cRZeZxE/s320/to+sort+03-08-08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The coveted "N" sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9LyXdh6JoI/AAAAAAAABFU/IOv5cRZeZxE/s1600-h/to+sort+03-08-08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9LyRNh6JnI/AAAAAAAABFM/-MXPmkKa8Ck/s1600-h/to+sort+03-08-08+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175465299305703026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9LyRNh6JnI/AAAAAAAABFM/-MXPmkKa8Ck/s320/to+sort+03-08-08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The police don't really care how you display the "N". They just want it displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how great this is for me. It seemed such a big hurdle for her to get over and now that's done, I feel such a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LJ is next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-605699718713162021?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/605699718713162021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=605699718713162021' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/605699718713162021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/605699718713162021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/03/three-down-one-to-go.html' title='Three Down, One to Go!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R9Ltwth6JkI/AAAAAAAABE0/36i0UQfJfEY/s72-c/to+sort+02-13-08+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-1661656432081459834</id><published>2008-02-28T12:36:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:21:49.656-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wallabys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Wallaby Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8ccrovuifI/AAAAAAAABD4/Oou9eN_NLTg/s1600-h/to+sort+02-13-08+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172134233055857138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8ccrovuifI/AAAAAAAABD4/Oou9eN_NLTg/s320/to+sort+02-13-08+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't get a picture of the latest wallaby before I gave it away. But since you've seen others like it you probably can figure out what it looks like. If not just click on the wallaby link to the right to see others. I've said before that I really like this yarn. Plymoth's Encore is 75% acrylic and 25% wool; just enough wool to make it soft and plenty of acrylic to make it washable. Perfect for a baby sweater. Enjoy, Lisa.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8ccq4vuieI/AAAAAAAABDw/kT9_zaLv1wU/s1600-h/to+sort+02-13-08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172134220170955234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8ccq4vuieI/AAAAAAAABDw/kT9_zaLv1wU/s320/to+sort+02-13-08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8ccr4vuigI/AAAAAAAABEA/6MZVJ8vz-GU/s1600-h/to+sort+02-13-08+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172134237350824450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8ccr4vuigI/AAAAAAAABEA/6MZVJ8vz-GU/s320/to+sort+02-13-08+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-1661656432081459834?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/1661656432081459834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=1661656432081459834' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1661656432081459834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1661656432081459834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/02/wallaby-again.html' title='Wallaby Again'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8ccrovuifI/AAAAAAAABD4/Oou9eN_NLTg/s72-c/to+sort+02-13-08+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2608447274928327686</id><published>2008-02-25T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:09:46.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wallabys'/><title type='text'>Solo Day Trips</title><content type='html'>Going over the border just got easier. For me, at least. Yep, finally got that NEXUS card that &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MsHIvuiZI/AAAAAAAABDE/Os6IxT9ZNh8/s1600-h/to+sort+02-25-08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171025298269833618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MsHIvuiZI/AAAAAAAABDE/Os6IxT9ZNh8/s320/to+sort+02-25-08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;helps you get over the border faster. Sometimes it's not that much faster but still minutes count when you're living in the fast lane! (Pardon the pun. It really was unintentional.) On Friday I went to Blaine by myself. No one else in the family but Bruce has the pass. Besides they were all working. Heh. One of the benefits of working from home and being your own boss (sort of). &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MsIIvuibI/AAAAAAAABDU/tqHSFwLoJvM/s1600-h/to+sort+02-25-08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171025315449702834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MsIIvuibI/AAAAAAAABDU/tqHSFwLoJvM/s320/to+sort+02-25-08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LJ and Heidi wanted me to pick up some horse stuff they had mailed to Hagaan's mail outlet. After paying all the fees (phone calls, storage and collection) for the goods I wonder if it's even worth the trouble make the trip. It is, I've concluded. For one having the NEXUS does make it faster getting over the border. Plus I get an afternoon out by myself and when there is no pressure to get back it's very relaxing. And I get a mocha (Snickers this time) out of the deal. Not bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since there was no pressure for me to get back any time soon I did a little exploring in Blaine to see what had changed since I had been there last. Such a warm sunny day-about 66 degrees F. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MlBIvuiVI/AAAAAAAABCk/aBJqgY--ZT4/s1600-h/to+sort+02-25-08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171017498609224018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MlBIvuiVI/AAAAAAAABCk/aBJqgY--ZT4/s200/to+sort+02-25-08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MlB4vuiWI/AAAAAAAABCs/gmPcIO0ksnA/s1600-h/to+sort+02-25-08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171017511494125922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MlB4vuiWI/AAAAAAAABCs/gmPcIO0ksnA/s200/to+sort+02-25-08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8Mk_4vuiTI/AAAAAAAABCU/wggR1Kg2wSY/s1600-h/to+sort+02-25-08+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171017477134387506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8Mk_4vuiTI/AAAAAAAABCU/wggR1Kg2wSY/s200/to+sort+02-25-08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8NuQovuidI/AAAAAAAABDk/4Oi5zYg46UQ/s1600-h/to+sort+02-25-08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171098029246024146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8NuQovuidI/AAAAAAAABDk/4Oi5zYg46UQ/s200/to+sort+02-25-08+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MsGovuiYI/AAAAAAAABC8/w1atqWflbjE/s1600-h/to+sort+02-25-08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MsHovuiaI/AAAAAAAABDM/93zb3JKCtlA/s1600-h/to+sort+02-25-08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171025306859768226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MsHovuiaI/AAAAAAAABDM/93zb3JKCtlA/s320/to+sort+02-25-08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's this little thing about declaring everything you are bringing back. I don't know but I suppose you get charged duty for everything you declare since it's all computerized and computers don't think to give you a break as a real live border official might when you declare things verbally. We'll see about that. It will be interesting to find out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MsI4vuicI/AAAAAAAABDc/2IYDUDrCF04/s1600-h/to+sort+02-25-08+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171025328334604738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MsI4vuicI/AAAAAAAABDc/2IYDUDrCF04/s320/to+sort+02-25-08+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The line-up coming back to Canada confirmed the wisdom in getting the NEXUS. I forsee a difficulty in the future. What happens when everyone gets NEXUS and they still only have one lane?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2608447274928327686?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2608447274928327686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2608447274928327686' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2608447274928327686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2608447274928327686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/02/solo-day-trips.html' title='Solo Day Trips'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R8MsHIvuiZI/AAAAAAAABDE/Os6IxT9ZNh8/s72-c/to+sort+02-25-08+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3709979863649871117</id><published>2008-02-18T13:25:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:21:16.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7n5L4vuh3I/AAAAAAAAA9w/fptWvv0vvJM/s1600-h/to+sort+02-07-08+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168436029990799218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7n5L4vuh3I/AAAAAAAAA9w/fptWvv0vvJM/s320/to+sort+02-07-08+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Remember Cessy's in downtown San Leandro? They had the most delicious (and most expensive) sandwiches. What a treat to take a lunch break and splurge...on a sandwich? Yep, they were worth it. Because I'm remembering 30 years ago my recollections may not be accurate. But I do try to replicate one of their sandwiches in my own kitchen. It's a variation on my personal all time favorite-tomato with mayonaise, salt and pepper. Cessy's had all kinds of add on's to their vegetarian. I remember them slicing the beautifully ripe (only in California!) avocado right on a slice of whole wheat bread. They would add cheese, maybe, and then top the whole thing with a wig of alfalfa sprouts.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7DOKIvuhpI/AAAAAAAAA8A/_Qox6AymmWw/s1600-h/to+sort+02-07-08+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168436042875701122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7n5Movuh4I/AAAAAAAAA94/J6o8_b17vvw/s320/to+sort+02-07-08+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fresh spinach does it for me. Now I feel healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3709979863649871117?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3709979863649871117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3709979863649871117' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3709979863649871117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3709979863649871117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/02/memory-lane.html' title='Memory Lane'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7n5L4vuh3I/AAAAAAAAA9w/fptWvv0vvJM/s72-c/to+sort+02-07-08+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2256387200409626560</id><published>2008-02-18T12:29:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:21:49.659-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>"Purple Passion"</title><content type='html'>Amethyst for February&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7DiA4vuhtI/AAAAAAAAA8g/VFZS5x-nYBs/s1600-h/amethyst-round-8mm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165877277454403282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7DiA4vuhtI/AAAAAAAAA8g/VFZS5x-nYBs/s320/amethyst-round-8mm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It might be a stretch to call the color of this yarn amethyst but it really does come close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165855459020539554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7DOK4vuhqI/AAAAAAAAA8I/FkHsBQHZ42U/s320/to+sort+02-07-08+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Purple Passion" is not the name I gave this project. I should be so creative! When we were in So. Cal last December Chuggy, T and I went to &lt;a href="http://www.shopyarn.com/shop.htm?id=3c773miw"&gt;Lazy Daisy&lt;/a&gt;. As I always do when I go into a yarn or book store, I grabbed all that appealed to me - books, yarn and pamphlets. Then when I had thoroughly scoped the store I sat and I went through all at my leisure and asked myself if I really need (read: want) this yarn or this book. After all that time enjoying myself in the store I sometimes only buy one skein or nothing at all. (Good thing the library has a book on "One Skein Wonders" I can justify buying one skein thinking that I can always make another pair of socks and they don't take long.) Well, T found a book that had a sweater she liked and I gladly helped her choose yarn to go with it. Plymoth's Encore in a rusty color. Well, the title of the sweater pattern she chose was "Purple Passion." Probably because the sweater had been made in purple yarn. As I drooled over her book she told me she wouldn't mind at all if I chose one of the patterns from her book to make. Not even if it was the one she was going to make. So here we are with February's amethyst project : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165855480495376066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7DOMIvuhsI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/a0Tzj61dx4U/s320/to+sort+02-07-08+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the waist in a rib knit that goes the whole way up. Cables start after about eight inches of the ribbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And because I like to have a pair of socks on the needles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168413782060205906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7nk84vuh1I/AAAAAAAAA9g/ncsV51tiG5U/s320/to+sort+02-18-08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168413794945107810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7nk9ovuh2I/AAAAAAAAA9o/7RZmh_y2JlU/s320/to+sort+02-18-08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2256387200409626560?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2256387200409626560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2256387200409626560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2256387200409626560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2256387200409626560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/02/purple-passion.html' title='&quot;Purple Passion&quot;'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7DiA4vuhtI/AAAAAAAAA8g/VFZS5x-nYBs/s72-c/amethyst-round-8mm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2825924471203462454</id><published>2008-02-13T14:27:00.008-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:10:44.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulips!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166600403918161650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7NzsYvuhvI/AAAAAAAAA8w/lFWioxPXtDg/s320/to+sort+02-13-08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been sick...again. It feels like the same cold I had a month ago. It must be making the rounds again. To get back to health again I decided to take it easy. Doing nothing extra. No more than I have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166604539971667778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7N3dIvuh0I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/ym4rlsgFrxQ/s320/to+sort+02-13-08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166600421098030866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7NztYvuhxI/AAAAAAAAA9A/OCApzQxjVrA/s320/to+sort+02-13-08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night Gramma C came over and brought some cheer! Beautiful tulips! Spring has got to be around the corner. As soon as Bruce saw them he told me to put corn starch in the water. Huh? Yep. He said it makes them stand straight up. I tried it and it really works. The stems had started to droop just a little since I wasn't able to get them in water right away. But this morning I found them straight as soldiers on guard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166602925063964466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7N1_IvuhzI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/eSokqaD5-7c/s320/to+sort+02-13-08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream helps too. Moral support only.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166600391033259746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7NzrovuhuI/AAAAAAAAA8o/yWiW686QIkg/s320/to+sort+02-13-08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2825924471203462454?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2825924471203462454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2825924471203462454' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2825924471203462454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2825924471203462454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/02/tulips_13.html' title='Tulips!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R7NzsYvuhvI/AAAAAAAAA8w/lFWioxPXtDg/s72-c/to+sort+02-13-08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3240904161397398969</id><published>2008-02-08T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:08:54.052-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wallabys'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Dolly! or All Things "Pink"</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-cd.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188090870989&amp;amp;site=widget-cd.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188090870989&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cd.slide.com/p1/144115188090870989/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188090870989&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cd.slide.com/p2/144115188090870989/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday there was a "birthday bash" for Dolly. She received all manner of wondrous girly things. All of which she was totally thrilled. So as not to duplicate any offerings her great aunt gave her a set of blocks. So. There you have it. Nothing girly about blocks but something that the whole family can play with together. I think PC was more interested in them than Dolly. That's to be expected when the girly things were vying for her attention. All I know and remember about blocks is that ALL kids have a hoot of a time playing with them. I might know. We had blocks very similar to these in our house for years and every child visited us had to be torn away from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R6tdQ_MyEfI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/yQIZQV-yC3c/s1600-h/to+sort+02-05-08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164323944134742514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R6tdQ_MyEfI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/yQIZQV-yC3c/s320/to+sort+02-05-08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Emma's Wonderful Wallaby is finished. Even though this is more of a boy's colored sweater I think it suits her. Besides, ioi wanted rainbow colored sweaters for her kids. Now she's got a blue one to go with the red and yellow. Hmm. What's next? Green? Purple? or Orange? Thankfully, ioi's hubby said there was no rush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the greatest baby sweater to make. There's always one on the needles at this house and always one or two in the back of my mind waiting for some free needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the elastics around Emma's ankles. They're handy for when her hair comes in. Right now she's pretty bald--but really cute anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3240904161397398969?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3240904161397398969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3240904161397398969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3240904161397398969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3240904161397398969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday-dolly-or-all-things-pink.html' title='Happy Birthday, Dolly! or All Things &quot;Pink&quot;'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R6tdQ_MyEfI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/yQIZQV-yC3c/s72-c/to+sort+02-05-08+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-6788843052495086905</id><published>2008-01-31T16:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:26:10.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garnets For January</title><content type='html'>I know. I barely made it. Today is the last day of January. And if it weren't for the fact that I have forced myself to post a birthstone colored project every month I wouldn't be here. But just for kicks here's the garnet baby sweater I've been working on since last summer. Just so you know (as if you couldn't tell!) my camera takes awful pictures of things red. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R6Jlb_MyEdI/AAAAAAAAA7I/AgC9FDJDdVo/s1600-h/to+sort+01-29-08+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161799654415929810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R6Jlb_MyEdI/AAAAAAAAA7I/AgC9FDJDdVo/s320/to+sort+01-29-08+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R6JlcvMyEeI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/kg3zIvIOEic/s1600-h/to+sort+01-29-08+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161799667300831714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R6JlcvMyEeI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/kg3zIvIOEic/s320/to+sort+01-29-08+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good news! Emma's Wonderful Wallaby is finally finished. Pics later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed how cold your right hand gets when you've been working on the computer all day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-6788843052495086905?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6788843052495086905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=6788843052495086905' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6788843052495086905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6788843052495086905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/01/garnets-for-january.html' title='Garnets For January'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R6Jlb_MyEdI/AAAAAAAAA7I/AgC9FDJDdVo/s72-c/to+sort+01-29-08+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-1218876483432026406</id><published>2008-01-30T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T11:52:39.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Nori, Chopsticks and Pickled Ginger</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-76.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188090765686&amp;amp;site=widget-76.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we had a delicious Japanese Dinner at the meeting room. RB was in town for a special meeting and we always like an excuse to get together! So Lily came up with this brilliant idea of a meal from Japan. Turned out great, as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=144115188090765686&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-76.slide.com/p1/144115188090765686/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=144115188090765686&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-76.slide.com/p2/144115188090765686/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-1218876483432026406?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/1218876483432026406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=1218876483432026406' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1218876483432026406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1218876483432026406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/01/of-nori-chopsticks-and-pickled-ginger.html' title='Of Nori, Chopsticks and Pickled Ginger'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2663822279734569130</id><published>2008-01-22T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T13:21:17.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>European Yarn, SS Verses, Wallabys and Scraps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R5ZI2CM6i3I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/pNQ-VU7BXjk/s1600-h/to+sort+01-22-08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158390516340657010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R5ZI2CM6i3I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/pNQ-VU7BXjk/s320/to+sort+01-22-08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My "&lt;a href="http://girlsineurope2007.blogspot.com/"&gt;girl&lt;/a&gt;" in Europe came home Sunday night, none, the worse for wear. Thankfully, no Italians nabbed her. Her horror stories were worse than the blog let on, though. Ask her what they really went through in Barcelona...really. I guess they didn't want us to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Among many other things this is what I got from Italy! Yummy yarn, unfortunately, not one of my colors. Um, I wonder whose color it is anyway? I have one "autumn" daughter and this yarn looks like it's an autumn color. And she went to Europe. If not a hat, it will end up being a scarf--for the next trip to Europe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158390524930591618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R5ZI2iM6i4I/AAAAAAAAA4g/fxDfmbJZh2A/s320/to+sort+01-22-08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'd say they have interesting names for their yarn. It's probably not a name they would get away with in the States or Canada. At least with the younger set. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158376639301323554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R5Y8OSM6iyI/AAAAAAAAA3w/_4xtqof7MjI/s320/to+sort+01-21-08+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally! Emma's wonderful wallaby is just about done. The hood, the underarm seams and the loose ends are all that are left. I think she'll still fit it. Good thing I make the small size--they are much quicker to make. If you look at the underarm you'll see six stitches on each stitch holder. That and the hood are the only "seams" that are in this sweater. If you look at it when it's done you would be hard-pressed to even find a seam. That's because it's sewn up with the "kitchener stitch"--a technique well worth learning. It appears that the sweater is actually seamless. I highly recommend learning it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158376635006356242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R5Y8OCM6ixI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ark5y3bAMt8/s320/to+sort+01-21-08+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We were over at G and D's last Saturday nite and as everyone knows this is the last chance to practice your Bible verse before you say it in Sunday School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2f93a91678189c8c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2f93a91678189c8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329978580%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B80C4CDA0DBC74560C3369899BBBDE292300448.DF873503747049488D2752E5607A13B853DF64A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2f93a91678189c8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjYHYPabt3ApdACW4_ZQhJlA80qk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2f93a91678189c8c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329978580%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B80C4CDA0DBC74560C3369899BBBDE292300448.DF873503747049488D2752E5607A13B853DF64A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2f93a91678189c8c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjYHYPabt3ApdACW4_ZQhJlA80qk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good thing big sister went first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6c87d6010255ded1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c87d6010255ded1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329978580%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DDAFFDB97F693C8455C1286493B02B5DDA3E5BF1.73E279D0466A5CD06AB5F36E150583B8EF353396%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c87d6010255ded1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dduo3WRCugxjL5kwBwj-Kg5rK28w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c87d6010255ded1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329978580%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DDAFFDB97F693C8455C1286493B02B5DDA3E5BF1.73E279D0466A5CD06AB5F36E150583B8EF353396%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c87d6010255ded1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dduo3WRCugxjL5kwBwj-Kg5rK28w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I think the kids saying their verses is to give us adults some much needed humor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone needs some mindless knitting. I mean really mindless knitting. Not something that has twists and turns, shaping, cables and even counting. Something you can do at stoplights while driving and even in the dark. And something that uses up all those skeins and parts of skeins that you've been collecting for 25 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158376617826487026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R5Y8NCM6ivI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Ofa96wswg9U/s320/to+sort+01-21-08+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of my yarn I bought but most of it has been given to me. And a lot of that is scrap--left over from some long forgotten project that some gramma discarded years ago. Some I picked up at the Thrift store. Who can resist a bag of yarn for 25 cents? Especially when you're a yarnaholic. The purple in the middle is the only yarn in the afghan so far that I remember buying... I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158376609236552418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R5Y8MiM6iuI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/jOqn7-4lek4/s320/to+sort+01-21-08+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This afghan is so much fun! I really like to play with color and I love stripes. This afghan is the perfect project to use up all (read: some--I have enough scraps to make 10 afghans as well as oodles of sweaters!) of my scrap yarn. Sometimes I choose the color to go next; other times I just reach into the bag and chance it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158376622121454338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R5Y8NSM6iwI/AAAAAAAAA3g/x_ApeQ6BPTk/s320/to+sort+01-21-08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gotta go knit, I mean, go eat lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2663822279734569130?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2f93a91678189c8c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6c87d6010255ded1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2663822279734569130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2663822279734569130' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2663822279734569130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2663822279734569130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/01/european-yarn-ss-verses-wallabys-and.html' title='European Yarn, SS Verses, Wallabys and Scraps'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R5ZI2CM6i3I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/pNQ-VU7BXjk/s72-c/to+sort+01-22-08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5769901702686102092</id><published>2008-01-07T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T14:32:39.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Bored</title><content type='html'>I was getting mighty bored working on the on-line catalogue and thought I would clean up my photo albums a bit. Here's what I found that may or may not be of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LipiM6iqI/AAAAAAAAA2w/cWde_LA_ei4/s1600-h/to+sort+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152930126848756386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LipiM6iqI/AAAAAAAAA2w/cWde_LA_ei4/s320/to+sort+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one in &lt;a href="http://girlsineurope2007.blogspot.com/"&gt;europe.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LghSM6ipI/AAAAAAAAA2o/EZrH3gkcZjw/s1600-h/to+sort+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152927786091580050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LghSM6ipI/AAAAAAAAA2o/EZrH3gkcZjw/s320/to+sort+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Peter, James and John": A Sunday School Favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LdriM6ikI/AAAAAAAAA2A/jZaETExd_go/s1600-h/to+sort+june+8+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LdriM6ikI/AAAAAAAAA2A/jZaETExd_go/s1600-h/to+sort+june+8+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152924663650355778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LdriM6ikI/AAAAAAAAA2A/jZaETExd_go/s320/to+sort+june+8+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Perhaps I can finally finish these. My January 2008 project: "Jaywalker Socks". I think January is Aquamarine. Close enough then. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LdriM6ikI/AAAAAAAAA2A/jZaETExd_go/s1600-h/to+sort+june+8+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LiqSM6isI/AAAAAAAAA3A/GqDkDeVwYCA/s1600-h/to+sort+12-10-07+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152930139733658306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LiqSM6isI/AAAAAAAAA3A/GqDkDeVwYCA/s320/to+sort+12-10-07+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He works near Tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LggiM6inI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/7xXYbEPQeNM/s1600-h/to+sort+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152927773206678130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LggiM6inI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/7xXYbEPQeNM/s320/to+sort+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Barn Shoes"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LdriM6ilI/AAAAAAAAA2I/XTkAeHEmmG0/s1600-h/to+sort+june+12+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152924663650355794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LdriM6ilI/AAAAAAAAA2I/XTkAeHEmmG0/s320/to+sort+june+12+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What to do with all my scrap yarn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LipyM6irI/AAAAAAAAA24/YYH7jGNBQMg/s1600-h/to+sort+12-10-07+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152930131143723698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LipyM6irI/AAAAAAAAA24/YYH7jGNBQMg/s320/to+sort+12-10-07+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The unfinished hat that went to Europe with LeAnne: (finished)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LbnSM6ifI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/S0bJRLbYgww/s1600-h/to+sort+12-01-07+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152922391612656114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LbnSM6ifI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/S0bJRLbYgww/s320/to+sort+12-01-07+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying my hand at sepia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LiqyM6itI/AAAAAAAAA3I/No_8gDApE04/s1600-h/to+sort+12-10-07+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152930148323592914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LiqyM6itI/AAAAAAAAA3I/No_8gDApE04/s320/to+sort+12-10-07+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An 80's sweater that I took apart: 100% wool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cdc330a0ee37125e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcdc330a0ee37125e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329978580%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D326BF7F1C1B13848D14C7A37ADDE8E13210DF587.3DB5764419D295BB8AFF68256697FF0DBEB11F89%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcdc330a0ee37125e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMQgSyRncWLbyl_EBAfks7rF4GRU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Nephew antics: Aren't we clever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LbnCM6ieI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/FExcwvVqWyU/s1600-h/to+sort+12-01-07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152922387317688802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LbnCM6ieI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/FExcwvVqWyU/s320/to+sort+12-01-07+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My early morning "work station number one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LcRyM6igI/AAAAAAAAA1g/suv4lJrSwW8/s1600-h/to+sort+12-01-07+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152923121757096450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LcRyM6igI/AAAAAAAAA1g/suv4lJrSwW8/s320/to+sort+12-01-07+211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From our meal preparation for our last conference&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LcSCM6ihI/AAAAAAAAA1o/3hLPg1gELZw/s1600-h/to+sort+12-01-07+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152923126052063762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LcSCM6ihI/AAAAAAAAA1o/3hLPg1gELZw/s320/to+sort+12-01-07+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the many kitchen helpers:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LcSiM6iiI/AAAAAAAAA1w/8f4rbZDZMOs/s1600-h/to+sort+12-01-07+217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152923134641998370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LcSiM6iiI/AAAAAAAAA1w/8f4rbZDZMOs/s320/to+sort+12-01-07+217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nuts for the salad:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LggCM6imI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/h3mOitCoJs8/s1600-h/to+sort+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152927764616743522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LggCM6imI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/h3mOitCoJs8/s320/to+sort+172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cranberry Bogs near the barn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LdrCM6ijI/AAAAAAAAA14/hidKwJUNZl0/s1600-h/to+sort+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152924655060421170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LdrCM6ijI/AAAAAAAAA14/hidKwJUNZl0/s320/to+sort+200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My favorite knitting helper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LbmiM6idI/AAAAAAAAA1I/8vGSv0YB-Ks/s1600-h/to+sort+12-01-07+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152922378727754194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LbmiM6idI/AAAAAAAAA1I/8vGSv0YB-Ks/s320/to+sort+12-01-07+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A Saturday afternoon ritual: (almost)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go get a pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LdrCM6ijI/AAAAAAAAA14/hidKwJUNZl0/s1600-h/to+sort+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5769901702686102092?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cdc330a0ee37125e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5769901702686102092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5769901702686102092' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5769901702686102092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5769901702686102092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2008/01/getting-bored.html' title='Getting Bored'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R4LipiM6iqI/AAAAAAAAA2w/cWde_LA_ei4/s72-c/to+sort+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8661323997768446922</id><published>2007-12-17T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T18:37:17.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"While They're Young"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R2cv3yM6iaI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Esf3GCQhd24/s1600-h/to+sort+12-10-07+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145133734709332386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R2cv3yM6iaI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Esf3GCQhd24/s320/to+sort+12-10-07+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever could it be to make these kids sit for close to an hour without getting off their chairs? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R2cv4SM6ibI/AAAAAAAAA04/gNaJBNtHld8/s1600-h/to+sort+12-10-07+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145133743299266994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R2cv4SM6ibI/AAAAAAAAA04/gNaJBNtHld8/s320/to+sort+12-10-07+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen to find out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6adb1280ab84b084" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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Since this tape was made about 13 years ago that makes one of them only three years old. Note: Chloe, the girl in the pink hat, is the daughter of one of the original singers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The only disclaimer we have is that they were very young and not professional--please excuse the off-key singing. But if you want a copy of the tape let me know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While looking for another ball to break up a fight, this very old and archaic tape was found in the meeting room closet. Our resident DJ Jonathan thought that it would be simply fabulous to play this over the PA system. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently children like music, any kind of music and they flocked one by one into the main room and found chairs for the performance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: LK was my guest editor today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8661323997768446922?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6adb1280ab84b084&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8661323997768446922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8661323997768446922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8661323997768446922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8661323997768446922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/12/while-theyre-young.html' title='&quot;While They&apos;re Young&quot;'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R2cv3yM6iaI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Esf3GCQhd24/s72-c/to+sort+12-10-07+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5745402803389540041</id><published>2007-12-10T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T11:57:24.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on Topaz - November's Replacement</title><content type='html'>You can tell by the sense I was making on my last post just how sleep deprived I was. I don't go to sleep at night until all my kids are home. If I manage to drowse off while waiting up, I often start myself awake just listening for them. So I do like it if they all get in before midnight. I would do better just to stay in bed because once I'm on the computer there is so much that "needs" attention that it's hard to get off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12VVyAJ1wI/AAAAAAAAA0o/gZriXk2sp0A/s1600-h/to+sort+12-10-07+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142430550959183618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12VVyAJ1wI/AAAAAAAAA0o/gZriXk2sp0A/s320/to+sort+12-10-07+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the barn last Friday Heidi needed to buy feed for her horse. I'm never one to miss a golden opportunity so took out my hank of yarn to wind into a ball. The rearview mirror, as you can see, has more than one use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12O9CAJ1qI/AAAAAAAAAz4/p61Uc0nyvzs/s1600-h/to+sort+12-10-07+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142423528687654562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12O9CAJ1qI/AAAAAAAAAz4/p61Uc0nyvzs/s320/to+sort+12-10-07+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When we got to LJ's work, yet another barn, I kept Heidi busy helping me to wind it all into a ball while waiting for LJ to finish work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12PcyAJ1tI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ESEvP6jsFLQ/s1600-h/to+sort+12-10-07+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142424074148501202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12PcyAJ1tI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ESEvP6jsFLQ/s320/to+sort+12-10-07+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking that it seems I spend a lot of time knitting but really it is just taking (or seizing!) the opportunities I have - the spare moments - that would otherwise be wasted just waiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12QXCAJ1uI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/KzT4t73S-Jk/s1600-h/to+sort+12-10-07+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142425074875881186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12QXCAJ1uI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/KzT4t73S-Jk/s320/to+sort+12-10-07+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the needles is another sock. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12QXiAJ1vI/AAAAAAAAA0g/u2r8m0m_kH0/s1600-h/to+sort+12-10-07+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142425083465815794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12QXiAJ1vI/AAAAAAAAA0g/u2r8m0m_kH0/s320/to+sort+12-10-07+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little more "On the Way to Europe". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12O8iAJ1pI/AAAAAAAAAzw/7vIc5VgfFvU/s1600-h/to+sort+12-10-07+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142423520097719954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12O8iAJ1pI/AAAAAAAAAzw/7vIc5VgfFvU/s320/to+sort+12-10-07+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming up next: Turquoise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5745402803389540041?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5745402803389540041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5745402803389540041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5745402803389540041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5745402803389540041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/12/working-on-topaz-novembers-replacement.html' title='Working on Topaz - November&apos;s Replacement'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R12VVyAJ1wI/AAAAAAAAA0o/gZriXk2sp0A/s72-c/to+sort+12-10-07+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8411624208616770483</id><published>2007-12-09T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T00:40:35.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight</title><content type='html'>Since the cat got me out of bed by scatching and meowing at my door I thought I would hand deliver him to Heidi and let her take care of him. So down the stairs I came. (He just gave me the eye). The computer was on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tom just got home from work--the driving range closes at 11:00 or 11:30. I hear his boots upstairs. Poor kid. He's been working since 8 this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My November project was a flop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1umUiAJ1lI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/BTvDnGKck7I/s1600-h/to+sort+12-01-07+241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141886271228597842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1umUiAJ1lI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/BTvDnGKck7I/s320/to+sort+12-01-07+241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry, Soup. This yarn just did not work for me. I tried to make it my November-topaz project. The yarn was just too thick for the size needles I needed to make the socks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1uljSAJ1iI/AAAAAAAAAy4/HnILLeKJGXs/s1600-h/to+sort+12-01-07+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141885425120040482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1uljSAJ1iI/AAAAAAAAAy4/HnILLeKJGXs/s320/to+sort+12-01-07+240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really too bad because it's such a pretty yarn. See how the strand just kind of seized up? It got worse as I knitted along. It just was not fun.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1ul9SAJ1kI/AAAAAAAAAzI/QQ3CQamX7Ow/s1600-h/to+sort+12-01-07+237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141885871796639298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1ul9SAJ1kI/AAAAAAAAAzI/QQ3CQamX7Ow/s320/to+sort+12-01-07+237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1unPSAJ1nI/AAAAAAAAAzg/esrP_S54h_U/s1600-h/to+sort+12-01-07+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141887280545912434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1unPSAJ1nI/AAAAAAAAAzg/esrP_S54h_U/s320/to+sort+12-01-07+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So instead I have this yarn on the needles. Believe me 100% wool is much more fun to work with. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1unayAJ1oI/AAAAAAAAAzo/B_EGFZERfqo/s1600-h/to+sort+12-01-07+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141887478114408066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1unayAJ1oI/AAAAAAAAAzo/B_EGFZERfqo/s320/to+sort+12-01-07+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, off to bed I go lest you think I spend all night on the computer ... and before Bruce comes looking for me. The cat started it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8411624208616770483?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8411624208616770483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8411624208616770483' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8411624208616770483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8411624208616770483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/12/midnight.html' title='Midnight'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1umUiAJ1lI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/BTvDnGKck7I/s72-c/to+sort+12-01-07+241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-4151319892198773186</id><published>2007-12-07T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T15:17:19.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready For Europe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1nUQiAJ1fI/AAAAAAAAAyo/QAj4vDLo2Kw/s1600-h/leannnee+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141373830090577394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1nUQiAJ1fI/AAAAAAAAAyo/QAj4vDLo2Kw/s320/leannnee+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Been working on a hat for LeAnne to take to Europe. Can you believe it? All she wanted was a black hat to keep her ears warm. I almost got to the finish line and realized it was too short and too loose. The looseness I could have tightened up with elastic but the shortness needed me to rip back to where I started to increase and then add on two inches. But when I ripped back that far I decided to go the whole way back. And start again. Now the cuff is nice and stretchy - knit one, purl one for rib instead of knit one, purl one for seed stitch. Plus, I took off five stiches for the circumference. Should fit. Too bad if it doesn't. I'm not making a third hat. Out of black. It's too hard on my eyes. Especially at stop lights in the dark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-4151319892198773186?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/4151319892198773186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=4151319892198773186' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4151319892198773186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4151319892198773186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/12/getting-ready-for-europe.html' title='Getting Ready For Europe'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R1nUQiAJ1fI/AAAAAAAAAyo/QAj4vDLo2Kw/s72-c/leannnee+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-4875287923848072920</id><published>2007-11-29T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T12:23:04.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee in the Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R08eMf9n0nI/AAAAAAAAAyg/dQOfEGILKEg/s1600-h/coffee+in+the+window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138358899940250226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R08eMf9n0nI/AAAAAAAAAyg/dQOfEGILKEg/s320/coffee+in+the+window.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry for leaving you hanging off the cliff but for those of you who were wondering... The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; problem was fixed. I guess I yelled loud enough. They actually had two teams working on it over night. I'm just glad it's up and running. Maybe I could send them a box of cookies. No, maybe they should send me a box of cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our conference is over and the last of the guests are (is) leaving today. It's been a long two weeks...or was it only one week? Thankfully, things went really well. It was nice to have just a two day conference this time. I thought I would miss having that third day. But I don't. I suppose it's the stress of it all that makes us tired. Just trying to make sure everything goes smoothly. And it did. They meetings were great. A lot was said about having "stuff" in our lives. And getting rid of it. The question was raised, (in essence) "Are we living in Jericho, or just passing through?" Jericho being a type of the world in all its finery....living the good life. Do I have to have the best or is mediocre just as good? Do I have to have it at all? Searching questions. So, needless to say, I have been cleaning out my closets, cupboards and pantry all week. And making progress. Somewhat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone want a puzzle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Coffee in the window" refers to this guy in the picture. I think it would be kind of neat to be able to relax that way. Maybe I will today. Drink some more coffee, that is. Not sit in the window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-4875287923848072920?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/4875287923848072920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=4875287923848072920' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4875287923848072920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4875287923848072920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/11/coffee-in-window.html' title='Coffee in the Window'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/R08eMf9n0nI/AAAAAAAAAyg/dQOfEGILKEg/s72-c/coffee+in+the+window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5831682311501329807</id><published>2007-11-15T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T09:03:09.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoo!</title><content type='html'>Yes! I can't believe I did it! I actually hooked up the printer on our home computer. You may think this is a small thing (it is) but for me it was a big surprise. So easy too. After the CD wouldn't work to upload info I finally went on-line to Epson and downloaded a printer driver from them. The really surprising thing is that it was B that told me to try finding something on-line! He who knows nothing about computers! Anyway, we are off and running. Heidi will stay home today and can finally get back to her customers after a week away. Me? I get to go to work to figure out that internet access thing. Hmmm. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rzx7mP9n0kI/AAAAAAAAAyI/av1E7VHLYVk/s1600-h/to+sort+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133113572345762370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rzx7mP9n0kI/AAAAAAAAAyI/av1E7VHLYVk/s200/to+sort+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October's Opal Socks are almost done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5831682311501329807?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5831682311501329807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5831682311501329807' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5831682311501329807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5831682311501329807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/11/yahoo.html' title='Yahoo!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rzx7mP9n0kI/AAAAAAAAAyI/av1E7VHLYVk/s72-c/to+sort+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-574734429842178228</id><published>2007-11-14T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:31:51.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Goes On and On and On</title><content type='html'>I won't go there. My inbox has over 400 new messages. Where do they all come from? I don't have that many friends! If you have emailed me in the last day or two this is your answer. Yes, we need help with the conference food. Sign up and make your four dozen cookies. Sign up and make your cheesecakes. Come to the meeting room and help us cook. (You get free lunch!!!!). Yes, Christina is on her way here. At least that is the last I heard. Our conference starts next week and she's suppose to be here according to her blog and according to ioi. Yes, I will take care of the catered meal for Saturday night. I will be sure to tell them to give us EXTRA peppers and pickles. Yes, I did photocopy the cheesecake recipe. Last night as a matter of fact. I am slowly drowning in sea of "to do" lists. I don't even remember where I put the last one down. Maybe it's in my purse. I really should be invoicing a customer from this computer. The one at work will not let me access the internet. Someone hijacked our IP address (or something like that). Even though Telus told me that was not the word to use (I told them) I still cannot use the internet at work to invoice customers. The internet access has been down since the power went out on Monday. Telus assures us that it has nothing to do with the power outage. But they still cannot fix the problem. They said for me to fix it myself by 1. going out to BUY a modem or something. 2. I could access the internet and get a new Mac address. (Duh, how can you do that without internet access?) And 3. I could BUY a new card thingy to replace the one in my computer. Which would mean taking the computer down to London Drugs and having them do it. I asked if I could deduct all the costs from my next bill. They didn't answer. Why can't they just cancel the hijacker's service? Or just give me a new access address or whatever they call it? Why is this so difficult? The techy could not, for the life of him, figure it out. (He was the second one I talked to.) He told me that his manager would get back to me. Next week? I could work at home from this computer but our printer is not hooked up to this computer and refuses to be hooked up. Touchy. H needs to invoice her customers too and needs the printer. I figure this is all a lesson in patience. And I'm learning how not to complain. (I guess I still need lessons in that last one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW There are exactly 430 unread messages in my inbox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-574734429842178228?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/574734429842178228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=574734429842178228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/574734429842178228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/574734429842178228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/11/life-goes-on-and-on-and-on.html' title='Life Goes On and On and On'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8932221863414872068</id><published>2007-11-13T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:58:00.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the fly...</title><content type='html'>Hi Mom,&lt;br /&gt;Yah, been super busy. Work in the morning until noon or even one. Today was 1:30. Then to the farm market with LJ and Heid. To the barn then home. Picked up A at 4:30. At 8:30 Debbie and I went to Starbucks to plan the food for conference. Home to the computer and found over 300 new messages!!!!! Do I have time for all of that? If I don't log on to the computer will it all go away? Huh. Leanne is breathing down my neck. She thinks I've been on the computer too long -- like, all of 5 minutes. I've just gotten to your email after only deleting 10 of the 300. Oh, well. Maybe I'll do a blog tomorrow when I get home from work - after I clean up the house. We shop next week for the conference food on Tuesday. Then cook on Wednesday. Off to Tacoma for Thanksgiving on Thursday. (Picking up Robert and Jonathan B and Jesse B on Wednesday for conference but are arriving early to go to Tacoma with us.) then Friday we do the last minute cooking, ie. dinner that night. We're having shredded beef, (ie, sloppy joes - but don't tell any one- we want it fancier than all that.) with sour cream, salsa and cheese all on a toasted bun. My recipe: 1/2 C each of barbeque sauce and catsup and 1/2 pkg of onion soup mix with 1 lb. of beef.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go before leanne passes out.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and our power was out for over 12 hours yesterday so I had to go to starbucks for breakfast and we had pizza for dinner. I suffer.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Katz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LadyBugs Socks (Topaz):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RzqbYZrFyAI/AAAAAAAAAxs/EtMzoff6emA/s1600-h/to+sort+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132585568852887554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RzqbYZrFyAI/AAAAAAAAAxs/EtMzoff6emA/s200/to+sort+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma's wallaby (Sapphire):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RzqbaJrFyBI/AAAAAAAAAx0/BFKMLzuENJs/s1600-h/to+sort+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132585598917658642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RzqbaJrFyBI/AAAAAAAAAx0/BFKMLzuENJs/s200/to+sort+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My splurge from Urban Yarns:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RzqbcJrFyCI/AAAAAAAAAx8/LZI3cSorWYc/s1600-h/to+sort+280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132585633277397026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RzqbcJrFyCI/AAAAAAAAAx8/LZI3cSorWYc/s200/to+sort+280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8932221863414872068?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8932221863414872068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8932221863414872068' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8932221863414872068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8932221863414872068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-fly.html' title='On the fly...'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RzqbYZrFyAI/AAAAAAAAAxs/EtMzoff6emA/s72-c/to+sort+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-115769305782648987</id><published>2007-10-24T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T15:07:42.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Projects to Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7362/2937/1600/aug%2023-060%20127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7362/2937/320/aug%2023-060%20127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See the sweater on the left? It's made from one of my favorite variegated yarns. Chuggy saw it once and thought it would make a great "big people" sweater. Even though it's a baby yarn I thought so too. Right now I'm trying to find a sweater pattern to go with the yarn. It knits up to 5 and 1/2 stitches per inch. I'll probably make it a cardigan, though instead of a pullover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is is called when you have a cough that won't go away and gets worse every time you try to speak? It did not start as a cold as  &lt;a href="http://www.emedicinehealth.com/bronchitis/page3_em.htm"&gt;bronchitis&lt;/a&gt; often does. Maybe it's just a chest cold that hurts. (My lungs are sore.) On second thought, I think it is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acute_bronchitis"&gt;bronchitis&lt;/a&gt;. (The trouble with the internet is you often get conflicting information. If not, you can't read it right because you're so out of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often thought that if I got sick it would relieve me of my household and work responsibilities and that my family would feel sorry for me and pull up their collective socks to pitch in where I left off--leaving me lots of time to knit. Ha! Try knitting when you're feeling "blah" and hacking away because of a persistent cough. All I can do now is sit and watch my yarn. And hope that my family will still feel sorry for me, enough to make dinner tonight--especially since I can't even knit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-115769305782648987?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/115769305782648987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=115769305782648987' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/115769305782648987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/115769305782648987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2006/11/projects-to-be.html' title='Projects to Be'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-6361637193725937357</id><published>2007-10-20T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T13:24:04.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sapphires and Opals</title><content type='html'>Vancouver in October:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpJwry5ZWI/AAAAAAAAAxU/AMdxLHvO22s/s1600-h/to+sort+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123488626826110306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpJwry5ZWI/AAAAAAAAAxU/AMdxLHvO22s/s200/to+sort+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I think I may have a minute to post I do. You would think that Saturday mornings are perfect for sleeping in, having a lazy breakfast and just puttering around the house. Not here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Teege&lt;/span&gt; wakes me up last night and asks when I will wake up in the AM. I think, "What do you mean in the morning? I'm already awake and it's morning!" I "sweetly" reply, after great mental exertion, "7:15, why?" He needed someone to wake him up in the morning to go to work. What's wrong with an alarm clock? Apparently, he doesn't know how to reset it since I heard it go off at 9:22 this morning. So, do I sleep really well last night? No, because if I don't set my alarm to go off I'm always afraid I'll oversleep. And I hate alarms. I really was looking forward to sleeping in since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LJ&lt;/span&gt; had begged off her Saturday job. She was planning on going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Richland&lt;/span&gt; for the Harvest Party but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gypsie&lt;/span&gt; got sick. Next, I try to clean a very messy house that has been the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bain&lt;/span&gt; of my existence ever since we moved into the warehouse. So far today I've cleaned my kitchen. That doesn't include the fridge but does include the stove and all counters. (Note: the flies are gone!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough complaining. I promised pics of my projects last night but last minute plans changed that. Soon enough I'm taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LJ&lt;/span&gt; driving. Then she has to be at the barn to meet the vet at 12:00. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for the September Sapphire Projects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These socks have been done for a while. I think they're being worn. I couldn't find the ball wrap that tells how to wash them so I would just tell the owner to wash them in cool water and air dry. (Are you listening?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpHiby5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAwM/jnDtHZx4A1g/s1600-h/to+sort+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123486182989718738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpHiby5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAwM/jnDtHZx4A1g/s200/to+sort+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpHh7y5ZLI/AAAAAAAAAv8/q42_R5vdGrk/s1600-h/to+sort+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123486174399784114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpHh7y5ZLI/AAAAAAAAAv8/q42_R5vdGrk/s200/to+sort+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpJv7y5ZTI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Q3KV_RBzG5E/s1600-h/to+sort+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123488613941208370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpJv7y5ZTI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Q3KV_RBzG5E/s200/to+sort+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpHiry5ZOI/AAAAAAAAAwU/T2b2iBA2Oq8/s1600-h/to+sort+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123486187284686050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpHiry5ZOI/AAAAAAAAAwU/T2b2iBA2Oq8/s200/to+sort+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My other Sapphire project in the works: the beginnings of another wallaby. Even though the baby it's intended for is a girl, the mom can put a pink ribbon in her pigtails when they go out. After a red and then a yellow wallaby, blue had to be next to round out the color scheme of primary colors. I keep teasing her that we're going to have to move on to the secondary colors and then after that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tertiary&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe they'll go for a volleyball team. And I don't mean two-man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpIyby5ZSI/AAAAAAAAAw0/asa_cMcTxck/s1600-h/to+sort+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123487557379253538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpIyby5ZSI/AAAAAAAAAw0/asa_cMcTxck/s200/to+sort+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For October I couldn't make up my mind. Both are going to be socks and I started with the black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpIxLy5ZPI/AAAAAAAAAwc/1Zn-spXX7ZY/s1600-h/to+sort+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123487535904417010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpIxLy5ZPI/AAAAAAAAAwc/1Zn-spXX7ZY/s200/to+sort+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpIx7y5ZRI/AAAAAAAAAws/qiJenFO5QLM/s1600-h/to+sort+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123487548789318930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpIx7y5ZRI/AAAAAAAAAws/qiJenFO5QLM/s200/to+sort+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpJwLy5ZUI/AAAAAAAAAxE/JiXBapQnUsM/s1600-h/to+sort+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123488618236175682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpJwLy5ZUI/AAAAAAAAAxE/JiXBapQnUsM/s200/to+sort+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, just one sock to show even though the other is on the needles. You may wonder why I always choose socks for my monthly projects. Well, wonder no more. Socks are easy. Socks are fast. And they are fun. They are the only thing I can think of that I can make that will take me less than a month to make. For all other projects, the bets are off. They may get started. They will be worked on. But there are no promises that they will get done. And I do like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt;. Socks are very portable, too. And at this stage of the game (and the hectic-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; of my life) they are the one thing I can do mindlessly...and at stoplights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpJwLy5ZUI/AAAAAAAAAxE/JiXBapQnUsM/s1600-h/to+sort+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpJw7y5ZXI/AAAAAAAAAxc/5AQTQqDnltw/s1600-h/to+sort+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, a treat: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpJwby5ZVI/AAAAAAAAAxM/pkjjK9_fgQ0/s1600-h/to+sort+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123488622531142994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpJwby5ZVI/AAAAAAAAAxM/pkjjK9_fgQ0/s200/to+sort+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-6361637193725937357?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6361637193725937357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=6361637193725937357' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6361637193725937357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6361637193725937357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/10/sapphires-and-opals.html' title='Sapphires and Opals'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RxpJwry5ZWI/AAAAAAAAAxU/AMdxLHvO22s/s72-c/to+sort+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3268570108947443765</id><published>2007-10-19T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:13:48.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk4u7y5ZEI/AAAAAAAAAvE/1wUaSiaBbWM/s1600-h/aussie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123188430086956098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk4u7y5ZEI/AAAAAAAAAvE/1wUaSiaBbWM/s200/aussie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk4vLy5ZFI/AAAAAAAAAvM/iaMvPt5pf-4/s1600-h/aussie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123188434381923410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk4vLy5ZFI/AAAAAAAAAvM/iaMvPt5pf-4/s200/aussie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk4vLy5ZGI/AAAAAAAAAvU/9HFahb9qDJg/s1600-h/aussie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123188434381923426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk4vLy5ZGI/AAAAAAAAAvU/9HFahb9qDJg/s200/aussie3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk4vLy5ZHI/AAAAAAAAAvc/F0nXkPd9YuQ/s1600-h/aussie4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123188434381923442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk4vLy5ZHI/AAAAAAAAAvc/F0nXkPd9YuQ/s200/aussie4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk00ry5Y9I/AAAAAAAAAuM/m5RaWeOEXPU/s1600-h/opal6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123184130824692690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk00ry5Y9I/AAAAAAAAAuM/m5RaWeOEXPU/s200/opal6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk007y5Y-I/AAAAAAAAAuU/kVfGGZDSa_0/s1600-h/opal5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123184135119660002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk007y5Y-I/AAAAAAAAAuU/kVfGGZDSa_0/s200/opal5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk007y5Y_I/AAAAAAAAAuc/6Rhane7l7Q8/s1600-h/opal7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123184135119660018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk007y5Y_I/AAAAAAAAAuc/6Rhane7l7Q8/s200/opal7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk007y5ZAI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ja3445fN2_c/s1600-h/opal8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123184135119660034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk007y5ZAI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ja3445fN2_c/s200/opal8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk0Yby5Y4I/AAAAAAAAAtk/ZDvYu-Lm3I8/s1600-h/$990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123183645493388162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk0Yby5Y4I/AAAAAAAAAtk/ZDvYu-Lm3I8/s200/%24990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk0Yry5Y5I/AAAAAAAAAts/EsTNDLKvMPg/s1600-h/$3990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123183649788355474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk0Yry5Y5I/AAAAAAAAAts/EsTNDLKvMPg/s200/%243990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk0Yry5Y7I/AAAAAAAAAt8/DGJgZ_x3ki8/s1600-h/opal3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123183649788355506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk0Yry5Y7I/AAAAAAAAAt8/DGJgZ_x3ki8/s200/opal3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxkz9Ly5Y2I/AAAAAAAAAtU/OcNurCxnITg/s1600-h/opal10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123183177341952866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxkz9Ly5Y2I/AAAAAAAAAtU/OcNurCxnITg/s200/opal10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk0Y7y5Y8I/AAAAAAAAAuE/iI06z9PjI74/s1600-h/opal4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123183654083322818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk0Y7y5Y8I/AAAAAAAAAuE/iI06z9PjI74/s200/opal4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk01Ly5ZBI/AAAAAAAAAus/giJhi4MtjAs/s1600-h/opal9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123184139414627346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk01Ly5ZBI/AAAAAAAAAus/giJhi4MtjAs/s200/opal9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk4vby5ZII/AAAAAAAAAvk/JMql3EyEH5k/s1600-h/aussie5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123188438676890754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk4vby5ZII/AAAAAAAAAvk/JMql3EyEH5k/s200/aussie5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk5qLy5ZKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Ennc4577nEU/s1600-h/aussie6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123189447994205346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk5qLy5ZKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Ennc4577nEU/s200/aussie6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since October's birthstone is Opal I thought I would do an on-line search for some pictures of this beautiful stone. I found lots and these are just samples of the various kinds of opals there are. I was amazed at the value these stones have. I had no idea they were so expensive. This one is worth $3990.00.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117930707216851730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RwaK3Ly5YxI/AAAAAAAAAss/e8kQML52jbA/s400/%243990.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Because these stones are so colorful finding a project for the month of October was fairly easy. Plus I just "love" variegated yarn. The crazier the better. Every time I go to any store that carries yarn I usually come away with at least one skein of yarn--enough to make a pair of socks or a few baby hats. More often than not it's variegated. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll have pics of last month's "sapphire" project as well as pics of this month's project later tonight when I upload my pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxkz9Ly5Y3I/AAAAAAAAAtc/5hZQhpVyzQ0/s1600-h/opal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123183177341952882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxkz9Ly5Y3I/AAAAAAAAAtc/5hZQhpVyzQ0/s200/opal1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aussietreasurechest.com.au/shopdisplayproducts_homepage.asp?id=44"&gt;aussie treasure chest &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3268570108947443765?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3268570108947443765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3268570108947443765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3268570108947443765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3268570108947443765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/10/since-octobers-birthstone-is-opal-i.html' title=''/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rxk4u7y5ZEI/AAAAAAAAAvE/1wUaSiaBbWM/s72-c/aussie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3163101653142464353</id><published>2007-10-06T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T09:31:48.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Of Sisters and Bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RwezGby5YzI/AAAAAAAAAs8/GP0fhxQsx-Y/s1600-h/helena+and+auntie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118256424651678514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RwezGby5YzI/AAAAAAAAAs8/GP0fhxQsx-Y/s320/helena+and+auntie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a call from Kedge this AM and since I'm a school teacher at heart and by practice I have a lot of patience. (Having kids helps too). She was having difficulty getting links on her page. This is the result of her lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/"&gt;https://www.paypal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetitaniclady.com/"&gt;http://www.onetitaniclady.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/"&gt;onetitaniclady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/"&gt;https://www.paypal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/"&gt;one titanic lady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, she took notes.&lt;br /&gt;Go check out &lt;a href="http://kedg.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RwezHLy5Y0I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Y2YFupxrdQI/s1600-h/to+sort+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118256437536580418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RwezHLy5Y0I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Y2YFupxrdQI/s320/to+sort+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In other news... The warehouse and its showroom are coming along nicely. We've got all the shelves (bookcases) in the warehouse and all the racks in the showroom. The racks are almost full and we're adding product daily. We've had some long days but hopefully that's all coming to and end. Whew! I'll know what it is to once again cook a meal for the family! And maybe we'll have some clean clothes. And just maybe I'll get those cobwebs out of the corners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me of the gnat/fruit fly infestation we brought home from meeting. They seem to be under control at the moment, but for a while we had these little bugs all over the kitchen. Several friends of mine had the same problem and gave me advice on how to get rid of them. Both said to block your sink drains, keep your counters clean and set a trap. I set two traps. One trap had juice and yeast and the other trap had juice and honey. My yeast trap didn't work too well. The other trap attracted the flies but they only stayed for supper and flew off again! What worked the best was using the vacuum cleaner. We kept it out for hourly use and (just in case)  kept a piece of plastic wrap over the end. (B thought that the flies flew back up the pipe and we kept getting the same bugs back again. I say they multiply rapidly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else have any suggestions? These bugs seem harmless but I don't want my kitchen to be the latest breeding and feeding ground for fruit flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3163101653142464353?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3163101653142464353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3163101653142464353' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3163101653142464353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3163101653142464353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/10/httpswww.html' title='Of Sisters and Bugs'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RwezGby5YzI/AAAAAAAAAs8/GP0fhxQsx-Y/s72-c/helena+and+auntie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5436443728668742023</id><published>2007-10-05T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T09:18:40.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG FIVE OH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RwZjNby5YwI/AAAAAAAAAsk/wXaHvMD7PRk/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117887109003830018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RwZjNby5YwI/AAAAAAAAAsk/wXaHvMD7PRk/s400/to+sort+may+28+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday, Kedge! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have the shrimp dinner at Mimi's tonight and it's my treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you have a great time in Hawaii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5436443728668742023?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5436443728668742023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5436443728668742023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5436443728668742023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5436443728668742023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/10/big-five-oh.html' title='The BIG FIVE OH!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RwZjNby5YwI/AAAAAAAAAsk/wXaHvMD7PRk/s72-c/to+sort+may+28+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3777331887866175938</id><published>2007-09-27T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T16:51:09.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Red Spot Jade&lt;br /&gt;Citrine&lt;br /&gt;Bi-cone Crystal&lt;br /&gt;and Lapis Lazuli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3777331887866175938?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3777331887866175938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3777331887866175938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3777331887866175938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3777331887866175938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/09/red-spot-jade-citrine-bi-cone-crystal.html' title=''/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5267266190339981119</id><published>2007-09-26T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T10:21:27.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RvqUP7y5YuI/AAAAAAAAAsU/MCns1gM-yaY/s1600-h/march+27-07+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114563328302736098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RvqUP7y5YuI/AAAAAAAAAsU/MCns1gM-yaY/s200/march+27-07+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RvqSsLy5YrI/AAAAAAAAAr8/PtPrQShFN9c/s1600-h/citrine-bi-cone-crystal+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114561614610784946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RvqSsLy5YrI/AAAAAAAAAr8/PtPrQShFN9c/s200/citrine-bi-cone-crystal+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RvqT2by5YsI/AAAAAAAAAsE/V4JvyzwBFpQ/s1600-h/citrine-bi-cone-crystal+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114562890216071874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RvqT2by5YsI/AAAAAAAAAsE/V4JvyzwBFpQ/s200/citrine-bi-cone-crystal+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RvqT2by5YtI/AAAAAAAAAsM/uOFdz6Rgz0E/s1600-h/citrine-bi-cone-crystal+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114562890216071890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RvqT2by5YtI/AAAAAAAAAsM/uOFdz6Rgz0E/s200/citrine-bi-cone-crystal+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're in! And working. More pics of the warehouse and showroom to follow. (The pics I want are on the home computer, of course.) Instead of 12 hour days we are now doing seven. Not that we can take it easy now. We still have a lot of stock to bring over but a little of everything is now here. But it does mean we can stop to eat lunch and actually not feel guilty for taking coffee breaks. Gotta go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5267266190339981119?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5267266190339981119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5267266190339981119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5267266190339981119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5267266190339981119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/09/were-in-and-working.html' title=''/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RvqUP7y5YuI/AAAAAAAAAsU/MCns1gM-yaY/s72-c/march+27-07+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2105813401350890990</id><published>2007-09-19T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T10:32:57.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-77.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="426" height="320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-77.slide.com&amp;amp;channel=144115188087103095&amp;amp;cy=be&amp;amp;il=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=144115188087103095&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-77.slide.com/p1/144115188087103095/be_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=144115188087103095&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-77.slide.com/p2/144115188087103095/be_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a quick post while I'm taking a rest from moving boxes from the basement to the front door of our house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The electrician arrived last night just as we were leaving to put up even better lighting than he had before. I'm anxious to see what it looks like today. Hopefully, we'll see some "color"!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2105813401350890990?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2105813401350890990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2105813401350890990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2105813401350890990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2105813401350890990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/09/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-4681124806131076478</id><published>2007-09-07T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T12:04:42.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to write down what I have been doing. If I don't I won't remember where I've been or what I've done. There will be no pics because at this time the camera stays in the house and will be operated here or at the warehouse. That's until the kids get their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the month of August B and I drove to Regina for the yearly conference. If you don't know what Hebrews 1 and 2 are about I suggest you listen &lt;a href="http://142.179.115.232/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It is unbelievable what is in store for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week or so after we got back I hopped a &lt;a href="http://www.portofbellingham.com/bellingham_airport_home.php"&gt;plane&lt;/a&gt; (or &lt;a href="http://www.slcairport.com/"&gt;two&lt;/a&gt;) to California. You all know about that trip. I just sat and knit and it was so relaxing. I would do it again in a heart beat. We were able to go out to dinner several times, eat &lt;a href="http://www.sees.com/"&gt;See's&lt;/a&gt; candy and even &lt;a href="http://weightwatchers.ca/templates/marketing/Landing_1col_nonav.aspx?PageId=1042451"&gt;lose weight&lt;/a&gt; doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than a week later B and I and the girls drove to Denver for their annual conference. If you don't know what "abiding in the vine" is I suggest you listen to the tapes of the reading meetings from that conference. It was one of the best conferences I have been to in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say our trip home was uneventful because it wasn't. We didn't stop for the night because it didn't seem as if we had gone very far when it was bed time. When we got to &lt;a href="http://echo-oregon.com/"&gt;Echo, OR&lt;/a&gt; though we stopped to refuel the van and ourselves. I got in to drive and the van wouldn't start. To make a long story short it ended up being a broken fuel pump. We had to replace it so had to spend 6 and 1/2 hours there to get it done. There was a &lt;a href="http://www.goseeoregon.com/place/102793-Red-Express-Deli-and-Espresso"&gt;cafe&lt;/a&gt; across the street from the service station that the town folks believe to be "yuppie" The only thing yuppie about it was their prices. I hate to think what the down home cafe was like. Probably grits and peas. Last time I ate that kind of thing was in North Carolina at the &lt;a href="http://www.crackerbarrel.com/menu.cfm?doc_id=170"&gt;Crackle Barrel&lt;/a&gt; and I ended up gaining 5 pounds in one week-end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are home a will be for quite a while. The &lt;a href="http://maps.google.ca/maps?q=1107-11871%20Horseshoe%20Way%20Richmond%20BC&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wl"&gt;warehouse&lt;/a&gt; calls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-4681124806131076478?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/4681124806131076478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=4681124806131076478' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4681124806131076478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4681124806131076478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-need-to-write-down-what-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-379132469654167107</id><published>2007-09-06T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T12:27:15.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peridot to Sapphire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RuBBiAHjxAI/AAAAAAAAAos/TclRtEOw_Ko/s1600-h/to+sort+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107154029841204226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RuBBiAHjxAI/AAAAAAAAAos/TclRtEOw_Ko/s320/to+sort+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My August project is done. A matching pair - identical twins, actually. More often than not socks made with variegated yarn end up being fraternal twins. That's because it's hard to figure out where in the skein to start the second sock. Perhaps that's one of the reasons why there are so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SSSs&lt;/span&gt;. (Second Sock Syndrome).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RuBBigHjxBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/vKiQ9NQ6Njg/s1600-h/to+sort+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107154038431138834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RuBBigHjxBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/vKiQ9NQ6Njg/s320/to+sort+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though they're not "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;peridot&lt;/span&gt;" through and through I think you can see a little of that color in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RuBBigHjxBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/vKiQ9NQ6Njg/s1600-h/to+sort+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RuBBjQHjxDI/AAAAAAAAApE/eTFDcObTbqs/s1600-h/to+sort+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107154051316040754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RuBBjQHjxDI/AAAAAAAAApE/eTFDcObTbqs/s320/to+sort+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;September's stone, sapphire brought a dilemma. I wanted to start the misty mountain shawl but have other projects to finish. If I couldn't find a "sapphire" unfinished project I would start the shawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RuBBiwHjxCI/AAAAAAAAAo8/YdR4W6zQmm0/s1600-h/to+sort+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107154042726106146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RuBBiwHjxCI/AAAAAAAAAo8/YdR4W6zQmm0/s320/to+sort+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, I have an unfinished pair of socks - one sock to be exact, in that bright sapphire blue color suffering from SSS without the excuse of variegated yarn. And to tell the truth, I probably have unfinished projects in all the colors of the rainbow, if not the birthstone colors! So my aim is to finish unfinished "works in progress" (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WIPs&lt;/span&gt;) that have been plaguing me for so long for these "birthstone" projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now to sneak off and work on the socks I started on the way to Denver last week-end!! Wait til you see. They are black with all kinds of color in them. My excuse for this? I need the needles to finish the sapphire socks.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-379132469654167107?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/379132469654167107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=379132469654167107' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/379132469654167107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/379132469654167107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/09/peridot-to-sapphire.html' title='Peridot to Sapphire'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RuBBiAHjxAI/AAAAAAAAAos/TclRtEOw_Ko/s72-c/to+sort+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2450739687328438248</id><published>2007-08-27T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:18:29.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peridot Are Green?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RtOrcQHjw_I/AAAAAAAAAlk/vgBfHoQDFoA/s1600-h/to+sort+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103611304592262130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RtOrcQHjw_I/AAAAAAAAAlk/vgBfHoQDFoA/s320/to+sort+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you read "&lt;a href="http://cracker-crumbs.blogspot.com/"&gt;CrackerCrumbs&lt;/a&gt;" in the last few days you'll notice that she and I came up with a plan on the way to the Ontario airport. At least part of a plan anyway. She actually added a very interesting twist. Every month is a month to start, finish or work on a project that is the color of that month's birthstone. Since peridot is August's birthstone and is green, our projects should be green or have some green in them. Good thing I had this yarn in my carry-on luggage! It's kind of a sickly, sand in your eye green, isn't it? I was able to start socks in Salt Lake while our plane was in for maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's too easy to write about something that is green. It will be much more of a challenge to come up with a colored project each month. We don't care if it's knitting, quilting, crochet, scrapbooking or anything else. As long as it's something that you are working on making. So if you want to join us please sign in on her blog or mine to let us know what you're doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2450739687328438248?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2450739687328438248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2450739687328438248' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2450739687328438248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2450739687328438248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/08/peridot-are-green.html' title='Peridot Are Green?'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RtOrcQHjw_I/AAAAAAAAAlk/vgBfHoQDFoA/s72-c/to+sort+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8025224762337985247</id><published>2007-08-10T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T12:03:43.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out the Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rry2M-K8aCI/AAAAAAAAAks/xs0oCVN3CCc/s1600-h/findings+8-10-07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097149212240144418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rry2M-K8aCI/AAAAAAAAAks/xs0oCVN3CCc/s200/findings+8-10-07+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're going out the door. It's my birthday and we're going to Kelowna for the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been super busy lately. Here i am on the computer uploading pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8025224762337985247?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8025224762337985247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8025224762337985247' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8025224762337985247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8025224762337985247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/08/out-door.html' title='Out the Door'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rry2M-K8aCI/AAAAAAAAAks/xs0oCVN3CCc/s72-c/findings+8-10-07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8670625017607153591</id><published>2007-08-08T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T15:12:12.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro9aOK8Z7I/AAAAAAAAAj0/l5ioQzQUOkk/s1600-h/findings+8-08-07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096453449013028786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro9aOK8Z7I/AAAAAAAAAj0/l5ioQzQUOkk/s200/findings+8-08-07+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro9auK8Z8I/AAAAAAAAAj8/ilOKWrTDX-w/s1600-h/findings+8-08-07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096453457602963394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro9auK8Z8I/AAAAAAAAAj8/ilOKWrTDX-w/s200/findings+8-08-07+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro9a-K8Z9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/PSSvad-FnLY/s1600-h/findings+8-08-07+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096453461897930706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro9a-K8Z9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/PSSvad-FnLY/s200/findings+8-08-07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro_EOK8aBI/AAAAAAAAAkk/6EI2vwa0GnQ/s1600-h/findings+8-08-07+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096455270079162386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro_EOK8aBI/AAAAAAAAAkk/6EI2vwa0GnQ/s200/findings+8-08-07+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro9bOK8Z-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/_1glOaa57Ik/s1600-h/findings+8-08-07+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096453466192898018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro9bOK8Z-I/AAAAAAAAAkM/_1glOaa57Ik/s200/findings+8-08-07+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro9beK8Z_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/N9A_6zoz_1U/s1600-h/findings+8-08-07+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096453470487865330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro9beK8Z_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/N9A_6zoz_1U/s200/findings+8-08-07+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an expensive lesson but I think we learned it. Just to make sure, B made a new rule for the camera. No rain and no bike races. Do not take your camera to a bike race when it is raining. Otherwise you will get water in it when the lens retracts. We thought we could get it to work by drying it out but now realize that when we heard a final dying high pitched gasp it was breathing its last. We took it to be fixed but it would cost twice as much as it was worth when new! Now to learn how to use a new camera. These shots are all experiments. I'm suppose to be working--and I guess this constitutes work, doesn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8670625017607153591?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8670625017607153591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8670625017607153591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8670625017607153591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8670625017607153591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-camera.html' title='New Camera'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rro9aOK8Z7I/AAAAAAAAAj0/l5ioQzQUOkk/s72-c/findings+8-08-07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-6410206088798310326</id><published>2007-07-20T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T12:45:59.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>Someone has a lot of time on their hands and it ain't me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://veganyumyum.com/2007/06/knit-night-cupcakes/"&gt;cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-6410206088798310326?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6410206088798310326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=6410206088798310326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6410206088798310326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6410206088798310326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/07/cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-683701483910859752</id><published>2007-07-13T10:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T10:09:44.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EZ Baby Sweater</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rpev_vis4XI/AAAAAAAAAjk/mqDG6Rc2HBI/s1600-h/to+sort+june+19+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086727813766898034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rpev_vis4XI/AAAAAAAAAjk/mqDG6Rc2HBI/s320/to+sort+june+19+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rpev__is4YI/AAAAAAAAAjs/SI9vY3_s-jA/s1600-h/to+sort+june+19+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086727818061865346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rpev__is4YI/AAAAAAAAAjs/SI9vY3_s-jA/s320/to+sort+june+19+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was. Easy. I made this sweater in three days. And in my spare time. It was that easy. EZ stands for Elizabeth Zimmerman...a great innovative knitter in her day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-683701483910859752?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/683701483910859752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=683701483910859752' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/683701483910859752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/683701483910859752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/07/ez-baby-sweater.html' title='EZ Baby Sweater'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rpev_vis4XI/AAAAAAAAAjk/mqDG6Rc2HBI/s72-c/to+sort+june+19+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8508202731348037253</id><published>2007-06-20T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:27:25.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three New Dresses!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnoKfn1nIcI/AAAAAAAAAjE/C8HDpRxECig/s1600-h/to+sort+june+19+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078383068199723458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnoKfn1nIcI/AAAAAAAAAjE/C8HDpRxECig/s320/to+sort+june+19+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I ever get them to look in the same direction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnoKf31nIdI/AAAAAAAAAjM/FMIypt-SpDs/s1600-h/to+sort+june+19+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078383072494690770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnoKf31nIdI/AAAAAAAAAjM/FMIypt-SpDs/s320/to+sort+june+19+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnoKrH1nIfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/J5qLVgPtMfg/s1600-h/to+sort+june+19+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078383265768219122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnoKrH1nIfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/J5qLVgPtMfg/s320/to+sort+june+19+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Lord's Day three little girls came to my class with identical dresses curtesy of Gramma C. She would object to my telling you that unless I also mentioned that I gave her the material. So there you have it. I thought they turned out well. And I thought they looked adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnoKqn1nIeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/PbY_FkLFXmA/s1600-h/to+sort+june+19+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078383257178284514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnoKqn1nIeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/PbY_FkLFXmA/s320/to+sort+june+19+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8508202731348037253?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8508202731348037253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8508202731348037253' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8508202731348037253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8508202731348037253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/06/three-new-dresses.html' title='Three New Dresses!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnoKfn1nIcI/AAAAAAAAAjE/C8HDpRxECig/s72-c/to+sort+june+19+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5574672243785098716</id><published>2007-06-13T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T14:27:59.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Concert - Guitars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnBg7H1nIaI/AAAAAAAAAi0/AAR_AumAWEs/s1600-h/to+sort+june+8+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075663348879008162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnBg7H1nIaI/AAAAAAAAAi0/AAR_AumAWEs/s320/to+sort+june+8+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can hardly see her but Laura is sitting in the back row wearing a hat. She just had gum surgery and thought she could hide. Um, Laura, nice try but it didn't work. Poor girl. She was in misery and then to have to perform for her final mark was not fun. To top it off we said she looked a bit like a chipmunk. That didn't help her "self esteem" one bit. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmnOyH1nIXI/AAAAAAAAAic/jy4DWvYjfVQ/s1600-h/to+sort+june+8+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073813815702266226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmnOyH1nIXI/AAAAAAAAAic/jy4DWvYjfVQ/s320/to+sort+june+8+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There must have been about 25 guitars playing all at once in this program. I must say it sounded pretty good to my tin ear. Either that or I'm deaf.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmnOyH1nIYI/AAAAAAAAAik/FGscRbHTIxE/s1600-h/to+sort+june+8+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073813815702266242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmnOyH1nIYI/AAAAAAAAAik/FGscRbHTIxE/s320/to+sort+june+8+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so dumb as to embarrass my high school senior. Thus the very bad photos. In order to get good ones I would have had to stand up and move closer to the front. And I was already in the 2nd row. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe I didn't want to embarass myself? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the concert was a little entertaining and definitely loud. I guess the louder you are the better you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B and I were very glad to finally get out of there. Minus our hearing which was already poor to begin with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5574672243785098716?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5574672243785098716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5574672243785098716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5574672243785098716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5574672243785098716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/06/final-concert-guitars.html' title='Final Concert - Guitars'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RnBg7H1nIaI/AAAAAAAAAi0/AAR_AumAWEs/s72-c/to+sort+june+8+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2915134916238175183</id><published>2007-06-08T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T13:43:38.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rmmf8H1nITI/AAAAAAAAAh8/hJJw1ZELMu4/s1600-h/small+yarn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073762310454452530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rmmf8H1nITI/AAAAAAAAAh8/hJJw1ZELMu4/s320/small+yarn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday I said I was putting an "after thought" heel in the Cat in the Hat socks. But while lying in bed last night I realized that it was not an "after thought" heel after all. What was I thinking? With the ATH you have to actually cut the knitting right where you want to start the heel. I'm not so adventurous. I would rather rip. So I did. Out came the yarn to the heel spot and in went three needles with a 4th to knit. Maybe some other time I'll try the ATH...when my mother is around to hold my hand as I snip that one stitch. Ouch! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now this is an after thought heel! It's a patch to go on the heel of the socks I made Kedge...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she wore them out. And I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rmm4-H1nIUI/AAAAAAAAAiE/k1yzyHLO-PI/s1600-h/to+sort+june+8+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073789832604885314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rmm4-H1nIUI/AAAAAAAAAiE/k1yzyHLO-PI/s320/to+sort+june+8+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The thin blue yarn is knitted in with the main yarn to (hopefully) help strengthen the heel and make it last a little longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rmm4-n1nIWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/NwqaSgs-YNs/s1600-h/to+sort+june+8+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073789841194819938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rmm4-n1nIWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/NwqaSgs-YNs/s320/to+sort+june+8+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then there's always the thief that is there to help out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2915134916238175183?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2915134916238175183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2915134916238175183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2915134916238175183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2915134916238175183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/06/ooops.html' title='Ooops!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rmmf8H1nITI/AAAAAAAAAh8/hJJw1ZELMu4/s72-c/small+yarn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-9175858092324490222</id><published>2007-06-07T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T16:58:30.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>They Come Back</title><content type='html'>What is it? And what can you do with it? It's a sock. One of a pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmiV4X1nINI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Deesug3NWsE/s1600-h/crystal+blues+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073469775936954578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmiV4X1nINI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Deesug3NWsE/s320/crystal+blues+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of like these socks. They remind me of the Cat in the Hat. You know the story. The one in the book we didn't have to read. At my house it came in the mail along with &lt;em&gt;The Cat in the Hat Comes Back&lt;/em&gt; and with &lt;em&gt;One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish&lt;/em&gt;. About 45 years, or more, ago. Whew! That sure dates me! And I still like the Cat in the Hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmiV4X1nINI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Deesug3NWsE/s1600-h/crystal+blues+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sock were actually made for Laura. When she put them on we decided they were too short. They also needed a heel. I thought I could get out of making heels by knitting up a tube but it looks too strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmiV4H1nIMI/AAAAAAAAAhE/rOs5v6nNW-o/s1600-h/crystal+blues+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073469771641987266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmiV4H1nIMI/AAAAAAAAAhE/rOs5v6nNW-o/s320/crystal+blues+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's being added is an "after-thought heel". Great name, so creative, but yes, that is actually the name E. Zimmerman gave it. If you knit, her books are some of the ones you ought to have in your library. She has a lot of great suggestions. Even though her books were written years ago and the models are all out dated the techniques still apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmiV4X1nIOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/8ah6DiK31Xk/s1600-h/crystal+blues+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073469775936954594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmiV4X1nIOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/8ah6DiK31Xk/s320/crystal+blues+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these socks, much like the Cat in the Hat, came back for another round (Pun unintended. Just the second one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmiV4H1nIMI/AAAAAAAAAhE/rOs5v6nNW-o/s1600-h/crystal+blues+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-9175858092324490222?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/9175858092324490222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=9175858092324490222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/9175858092324490222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/9175858092324490222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/06/they-come-back.html' title='They Come Back'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmiV4X1nINI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Deesug3NWsE/s72-c/crystal+blues+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8475890444393293794</id><published>2007-06-04T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T15:47:33.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Finally Found Them!</title><content type='html'>Before our anniversary B asked where I would like to go for a few days. Without missing a beat I responded, "To the Oregon Coast!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmRcZtBwPRI/AAAAAAAAAg0/oXNupEbMxHY/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072280676979457298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmRcZtBwPRI/AAAAAAAAAg0/oXNupEbMxHY/s320/to+sort+may+28+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no doubt that this is one my favorite places. There are so many good memories there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmRcZdBwPPI/AAAAAAAAAgk/RD7LGBgLg2A/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072280672684489970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmRcZdBwPPI/AAAAAAAAAgk/RD7LGBgLg2A/s320/to+sort+may+28+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Sunday afternoon and ended up in Cannon Beach the next morning. For lunch we enjoyed a small bowl of clam chowder at this cute little restuarant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we happened along this candy store that must have had every candy known to man in it. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RlyoRtBwO3I/AAAAAAAAAdk/76UgbxI7jGw/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070112302610529138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RlyoRtBwO3I/AAAAAAAAAdk/76UgbxI7jGw/s320/to+sort+may+28+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At least when I asked the clerk for two specific candies she was able to direct me right to them. That brings me to my great find. I have been searching for these candies for ages! My grandmother use to keep lemon candies in a little candy dish by her front door, (handy for those on their way out!) Sweet on the outside and very sour on the in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years the only place we knew to get them was at Gramma's house. Once in a while she would take us to her source--under the terminal of the Philadelphia Train station at &lt;a href="http://www.30thstreetstation.com/"&gt;30th Street&lt;/a&gt; . We would hop the train in Paoli where she and Granpa lived and ride to Downtown. There at the terminal under the tracks we found a small little shop that sold these wonderful candies. She would buy enough to restock her candy dish and then some. I don't know if they still sell these in the train terminal of Philadelphia or not, but I would love to find out. Until then, I'm content with going to Cannon Beach...for more than one reason! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RlyoRtBwO4I/AAAAAAAAAds/MG3xhSvuVNo/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070112302610529154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RlyoRtBwO4I/AAAAAAAAAds/MG3xhSvuVNo/s320/to+sort+may+28+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you see my stash. I had a much smaller amount piled on the scale but both B and the clerk persuaded me to add more. I didn't need much arm twisting! There's enough to share so if you email me I'll send some to you. If I run out I guess I'll have to go back to Cannon Beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RlyoR9BwO5I/AAAAAAAAAd0/tdBrgmxg9Ks/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070112306905496466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RlyoR9BwO5I/AAAAAAAAAd0/tdBrgmxg9Ks/s320/to+sort+may+28+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another favorite candy I found there is one I've only been able to find in Leavenworth. They're like malted milk balls but much more chocolaty and with a mint flavor. No, H, they do not taste like toothpaste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a favorite candy that you can't find, this is definitely the place to go. They will even let you taste test to make sure you're buying what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;a href="http://www.cannon-beach.net/cbhaystack.html"&gt;Haystack Rock&lt;/a&gt; and B on the way from a restaurant that sells delicious desserts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmRcZdBwPQI/AAAAAAAAAgs/S0TVv9cInb4/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072280672684489986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmRcZdBwPQI/AAAAAAAAAgs/S0TVv9cInb4/s320/to+sort+may+28+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8475890444393293794?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8475890444393293794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8475890444393293794' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8475890444393293794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8475890444393293794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-finally-found-them.html' title='I Finally Found Them!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmRcZtBwPRI/AAAAAAAAAg0/oXNupEbMxHY/s72-c/to+sort+may+28+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-463353386312744076</id><published>2007-06-02T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T16:58:30.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Birch Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmHxFdBwPJI/AAAAAAAAAf0/pQmoFyj569k/s1600-h/to+sort+june+2+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071599731389512850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmHxFdBwPJI/AAAAAAAAAf0/pQmoFyj569k/s200/to+sort+june+2+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmHxFNBwPII/AAAAAAAAAfs/wLfuIRjbNvo/s1600-h/to+sort+june+2+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071599727094545538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmHxFNBwPII/AAAAAAAAAfs/wLfuIRjbNvo/s200/to+sort+june+2+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmHxktBwPLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/xs1Ki6yxg-Q/s1600-h/to+sort+june+2+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071600268260424882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmHxktBwPLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/xs1Ki6yxg-Q/s200/to+sort+june+2+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmHxE9BwPHI/AAAAAAAAAfk/cPRTWVLIYDQ/s1600-h/to+sort+june+2+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071599722799578226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmHxE9BwPHI/AAAAAAAAAfk/cPRTWVLIYDQ/s200/to+sort+june+2+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't ask for more beautiful weather. It's been warm and clear for about a week here-- a perfect excuse for a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-7d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="site=widget-7d.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188084897661&amp;amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday B decided we needed a day off. When he said he wanted to go to Birch Bay I immediately thought of the yarn shop there. I hadn't been for a long while and was not disappointed in the least. There was so much there that I would have liked to buy. But this girl has enough yarn to last three lifetimes! Even still I did manage to walk out with some reinforcement yarn for the socks I'm working on. (Kedj, two months is too short for socks to last. Send me your holey ones.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annnnnnnnd.......some yarn to make &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEwinter03/PATTfrenchmarket.html"&gt;this!&lt;/a&gt; Don't expect to see results any time soon. Maybe by the end of the summer because I'm still working on my pi shawl: (from this &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Elizabeth-Zimmermanns-Knitters-Almanac-Zimmermann/dp/0486241785/ref=pd_sim_b_2_img/103-9836947-9493431?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1180824622&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071593611061115970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmHrhNBwPEI/AAAAAAAAAfM/MDNoMaWcLJk/s320/to+sort+june+2+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's taking longer than it needs to because I keep having to "tink" and, alas, "frog" which is worse. Last night I visited Gran and while there got quite a bit done. Or so I thought. When I got home I picked it up again to work on it and saw that I had a HUGE loop a couple of rows back. I was hoping it was only one row, but nope it turned out to be three! What's the big deal, you say? Well, each row has 576 stitches! (plus or minus--I can't keep track properly. --i.e. I can't count.) So I painstakenly, started to take out each stich. One by one. When I realized it was several rows back I had no choice but to RIP!!! And I did. And it hurt. I worked for over two hours and finally couldn't take it any more. I quit and went to bed only to finally finish in the AM. Now I'm ready to go again and I'll be upstairs if you call, enjoying my mocha on the back porch (which only has five boxes on it now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=25&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188084897661&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7d.slide.com/p1/144115188084897661/be_t025_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=25&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188084897661&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7d.slide.com/p2/144115188084897661/be_t025_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-463353386312744076?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/463353386312744076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=463353386312744076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/463353386312744076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/463353386312744076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/06/birch-bay.html' title='Birch Bay'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RmHxFdBwPJI/AAAAAAAAAf0/pQmoFyj569k/s72-c/to+sort+june+2+069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-74595313561464183</id><published>2007-06-01T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T16:36:25.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Go Mad Straightening Pins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuNodBwOnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/2qT2oVusc-0/s1600-h/to+sort+697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065297932034521714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuNodBwOnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/2qT2oVusc-0/s320/to+sort+697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the gospel meeting people often end up at our house because there is nothing else to do. We usually sit around the dining room table and just talk. If they are like me, and most people are, believe or not, they can't sit still and just do nothing. So we put them to work! Why sit around doing nothing when you can be counting beads, folding pamphlets or even straightening pins! Yep. Pin Straightening is the lastest in the entertainment department around here. So that's what we had our company do the last time they were here. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuNn9BwOlI/AAAAAAAAAbU/eRvlF8ykbl8/s1600-h/to+sort+696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065297923444587090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuNn9BwOlI/AAAAAAAAAbU/eRvlF8ykbl8/s320/to+sort+696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a pin and hold it in one hand while you pull it straight with the other. Often it doesn't get straight til you do it several times. Your fingers and hands gets sore and dirty. You get weak in the knuckles (and knees). At the end you promise yourself that you won't ever visit the A's again until all the pins are straight and out of the house! It's that bad.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuNodBwOmI/AAAAAAAAAbc/89w5ZncPgUU/s1600-h/to+sort+695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065297932034521698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuNodBwOmI/AAAAAAAAAbc/89w5ZncPgUU/s320/to+sort+695.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each bag has about 1000 bent pins in it. Don't ask why the factory sent it that way. They knew we had bored company? The tediousness got to someone eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only got one bag done before C went mad.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuNTtBwOkI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zOf81ADeFBU/s1600-h/to+sort+693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065297575552236098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuNTtBwOkI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zOf81ADeFBU/s320/to+sort+693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But it was only a trick to lead us to think that she went mad.) And happily she has been back since. But not to straighten pins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-74595313561464183?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/74595313561464183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=74595313561464183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/74595313561464183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/74595313561464183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-go-mad-straightening-pin-heads.html' title='We Go Mad Straightening Pins'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuNodBwOnI/AAAAAAAAAbk/2qT2oVusc-0/s72-c/to+sort+697.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5085175825126373568</id><published>2007-05-30T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T12:05:10.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3HYNBwPBI/AAAAAAAAAe0/iggb0pR71as/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070427974116850706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3HYNBwPBI/AAAAAAAAAe0/iggb0pR71as/s320/to+sort+may+28+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a quick post because I'm really suppose to be working! I commented on Mom's blog how I can't blog every day because life is too busy. I have a lot of things stored up in my mind to blog about: our anniversary trip, the police visit to our home while we were gone (nothing serious), a great find of something I've been looking for for ages, Heidi's new acquisition, knitting progress, etc. You get the idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3HaNBwPDI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ysdURat2B20/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070428008476589106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3HaNBwPDI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ysdURat2B20/s320/to+sort+may+28+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning at 5:55 I woke up with tons of energy! Instead of rolling over and going back to sleep I told B that I was going to the meeting room and could he take LJ to school? Well, he heard the school part but thought I had said I would take her! I guess he was half awake. She did get to school o.k. but I think there were a few minutes where the two of them were looking at each other and wondering where I was. I almost always take LJ to school so it left them puzzled for a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3HZtBwPCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/JBCN9xotIw0/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070427999886654498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3HZtBwPCI/AAAAAAAAAe8/JBCN9xotIw0/s320/to+sort+may+28+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've started to walk again. The weather has been just too beautiful to stay indoors all day. The girls do a lot of running and a lot of horseback riding but those things just aren't for me. I would rather walk. Sometimes I take the Loop which is about 3km (2mi) and is just about right for me. Other times I walk to Starbucks and reward myself with a latte. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3CP9BwO-I/AAAAAAAAAec/Sp0Pwd02HR0/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070422334824791010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3CP9BwO-I/AAAAAAAAAec/Sp0Pwd02HR0/s320/to+sort+may+28+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But my best walk is the one to the lake by our house. I can do this walk in about 20 minutes if I walk around the lake twice so it's not a real invigorating jaunt. That's why I take my knitting and my crossword puzzle book along with me. You see, benches have been placed strategically around the lake inviting you to rest. Even if you don't need a rest. And no, I didn't time the 20 minutes while I was sitting down! I did the walk first and the next time I went out took advantage of the benches.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3CN9BwO8I/AAAAAAAAAeM/97-R4wlJFt8/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070422300465052610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3CN9BwO8I/AAAAAAAAAeM/97-R4wlJFt8/s320/to+sort+may+28+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While sitting there this last time an old man and his wife sat down next to me. I scooted over to give them room and he thanked me. They were so cute! He in his turban (they were East Indian) and she in her sari. When his wife was situated he got up and made a jaunt around the pond, and after checking on her, made another loop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3COdBwO9I/AAAAAAAAAeU/X3we4RDx09o/s1600-h/to+sort+may+28+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070422309054987218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3COdBwO9I/AAAAAAAAAeU/X3we4RDx09o/s320/to+sort+may+28+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see she was quite ill and had to use a walker to get around. Even with the walker you could see that it was a struggle. It was very touching to see the concern that old man had for his wife and the concessions that he made for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3GQNBwPAI/AAAAAAAAAes/rnYbZSgf_1E/s1600-h/Copy+of+mill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070426737166269442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3GQNBwPAI/AAAAAAAAAes/rnYbZSgf_1E/s320/Copy+of+mill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Monday we had Lily's three girls for supper while Lily and Biker went out. The littlest one is in my Sunday School class and started to sing "Who Did Make the Flowers Grow?" (complete with actions) when we placed the Legoe flowers by the path to our Leego house. Can she sing! I guess only in the privacy of a home! I could have used some of her volume a couple of weeks ago when I felt I was singing a solo with a backup of three little mimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this didn't end up being a quick post. And it's almost lunch time. So much for work. One needs a slave driver for a boss or at least a time card. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5085175825126373568?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5085175825126373568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5085175825126373568' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5085175825126373568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5085175825126373568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-quick-post-because-im-really.html' title=''/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rl3HYNBwPBI/AAAAAAAAAe0/iggb0pR71as/s72-c/to+sort+may+28+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5197784702368440018</id><published>2007-05-27T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T22:35:15.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Barbeque</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOwtBwOoI/AAAAAAAAAbs/XSJ3bn0HEtM/s1600-h/to+sort+742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065299173280070274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOwtBwOoI/AAAAAAAAAbs/XSJ3bn0HEtM/s320/to+sort+742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A while back Doc and Bashful had a barbeque and invited us to attend. They had just set up a new trampoline and wanted to try it out. The kids had a blast and even some of the parents took a turn. Doc showed us some flips--Yikes! Everyone gasped when he nearly fell over the edge! Thankfully, Dave promised to put the safety net up for them later that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOxtBwOsI/AAAAAAAAAcM/gY4NNnoWSJ0/s1600-h/to+sort+768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065299190459939522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOxtBwOsI/AAAAAAAAAcM/gY4NNnoWSJ0/s320/to+sort+768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Little Guy cried every time his dad got on the trampoline and jumped. To help him overcome his anxiety Doc took him on the trampoline. No, he didn't attempt any flips but did bounce a little while with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOw9BwOpI/AAAAAAAAAb0/DlS8OqHJjMA/s1600-h/to+sort+744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065299177575037586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOw9BwOpI/AAAAAAAAAb0/DlS8OqHJjMA/s320/to+sort+744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of us stayed inside to enjoy the peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOxNBwOqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Ub8ZdOfgGt4/s1600-h/to+sort+754.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOxdBwOrI/AAAAAAAAAcE/pPJi54V28QU/s1600-h/to+sort+751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065299186164972210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOxdBwOrI/AAAAAAAAAcE/pPJi54V28QU/s320/to+sort+751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lily had enough of me taking pictures and my, "I'm only practicing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOxNBwOqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Ub8ZdOfgGt4/s1600-h/to+sort+754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065299181870004898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOxNBwOqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Ub8ZdOfgGt4/s320/to+sort+754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note the message on the cover of the magazine. Not so subtle, is she? I finally got the hint and moved on to subjects who were a little more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the latest entertainment. This little guy finally figured it out but not before he attempted the one handed clap. (I wish I could figure this video thing out. I've spent too much time loading this one up to the blog. So I'm going to have to be content with just the one.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5197784702368440018?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5197784702368440018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5197784702368440018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5197784702368440018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5197784702368440018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/05/bargeque-at-peter-and-tracys.html' title='Saturday Barbeque'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuOwtBwOoI/AAAAAAAAAbs/XSJ3bn0HEtM/s72-c/to+sort+742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8503580978552458436</id><published>2007-05-27T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T22:22:56.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Handed Clap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s146.photobucket.com/albums/r256/knitterykatephotos/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tosort817.flv"&gt;one handed clap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8503580978552458436?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8503580978552458436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8503580978552458436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8503580978552458436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8503580978552458436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-handed-clap_27.html' title='One Handed Clap'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2567760786123383966</id><published>2007-05-16T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T16:00:30.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I Think I'm Going to Buy New Walking Shoes</title><content type='html'>No, this is not a good price since it's in litres and not gallons. I figure that when it's translated to gallons it's over $5 per. With the $US/$CND exchange so close these days you can figure out how much we're paying for gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuJtNBwOhI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5J36LC4KKOY/s1600-h/to+sort+706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065293615592389138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuJtNBwOhI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5J36LC4KKOY/s320/to+sort+706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want to eat or do I want to drive? I think I'll drive since I need to go on a diet anyway. But then again if I walk I probably won't need to go on a diet. Maybe I should do both!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which I need to go pick up LJ from &lt;div&gt;school. I should walk.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuJuNBwOjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/RTsJ--l7vmc/s1600-h/to+sort+711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065293632772258354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuJuNBwOjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/RTsJ--l7vmc/s320/to+sort+711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a mother's day tea last Friday. All the moms got a rose at the end. I didn't have my camera so check &lt;a href="http://chattyhousewife.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html"&gt;the chatty housewife&lt;/a&gt; blog for May 14.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2567760786123383966?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2567760786123383966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2567760786123383966' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2567760786123383966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2567760786123383966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-think-im-going-to-buy-new-walking.html' title='I Think I&apos;m Going to Buy New Walking Shoes'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkuJtNBwOhI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5J36LC4KKOY/s72-c/to+sort+706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2348399767756435783</id><published>2007-05-15T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T16:07:54.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>What's the Resemblance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rkn3smGfHyI/AAAAAAAAAao/qVcj2RMhcxA/s1600-h/laura5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064851601468890914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rkn3smGfHyI/AAAAAAAAAao/qVcj2RMhcxA/s320/laura5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's an update on the bangs situation: They're not quite as long as I led you to believe by posting the picture of the horse yesterday. But almost. When she pushes them to the side you can see her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are advertisements by &lt;a href="http://www.fido.ca/portal/Entree.jsp"&gt;Fido&lt;/a&gt;  (a wireless phone company) and &lt;a href="http://www.fido.ca/portal/home/homepage.jsp"&gt;Fido&lt;/a&gt; that are being circulated here in BC that use pictures of dogs that bear a resemblance to people or the other way around, maybe. Not saying that the people look like dogs, mind you. Yet the hair and fur are often similar. The face shapes are often the same, too. You be the judge and let me know if you think Laura and the horse's hair is the same. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188083821675&amp;amp;site=widget-6b.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=14&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188083821675&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p1/144115188083821675/bl_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;amp;tt=14&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188083821675&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p2/144115188083821675/bl_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a Greek dinner for Laura's birthday yesterday. Gran came over for the evening and helped us to celebrate. The cheesecake was not Greek--her choice. We could have had baklava but that would have entailed a trip to Vancouver and that would have added another two hours (round trip) to my already very busy day. Now I remember why I don't cook a meal like this but five times a year. It takes a lot of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2348399767756435783?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2348399767756435783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2348399767756435783' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2348399767756435783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2348399767756435783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-resemblance.html' title='What&apos;s the Resemblance?'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rkn3smGfHyI/AAAAAAAAAao/qVcj2RMhcxA/s72-c/laura5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-1474111284307284678</id><published>2007-05-14T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T14:23:14.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkituGGfHxI/AAAAAAAAAag/6G4T1n7SpLk/s1600-h/pony2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064488788401528594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkituGGfHxI/AAAAAAAAAag/6G4T1n7SpLk/s320/pony2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Birthday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Laura!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-1474111284307284678?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/1474111284307284678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=1474111284307284678' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1474111284307284678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1474111284307284678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-laura.html' title=''/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkituGGfHxI/AAAAAAAAAag/6G4T1n7SpLk/s72-c/pony2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-6097873699717855124</id><published>2007-05-11T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T16:25:22.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wallabys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meeting Gigs'/><title type='text'>A Sunday School Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkT6CGGfHuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/tD_fPvOWXfc/s1600-h/to_sort_654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063446794975780578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkT6CGGfHuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/tD_fPvOWXfc/s320/to_sort_654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A recital of many, many verses. (The most I have ever heard any one recite!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkT6CWGfHvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/0fE3g5msk1c/s1600-h/to_sort_655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063446799270747890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkT6CWGfHvI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/0fE3g5msk1c/s320/to_sort_655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Dorcas Had a Needle, David Had a Sling"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bethany, Abby, Morgan, Tara, Josiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkT5dWGfHtI/AAAAAAAAAaA/3dufVlGFDhg/s1600-h/to_sort_656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063446163615588050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkT5dWGfHtI/AAAAAAAAAaA/3dufVlGFDhg/s320/to_sort_656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "This Little Light of Mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hannah, Melissa, and Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few pictures from our Sunday School Treat. As you can tell it's not only for the kids! I think the parents had fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-fb.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188083617019&amp;amp;site=widget-fb.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fb.slide.com/p2/144115188083617019/bl_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063344093717798418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkScoGGfHhI/AAAAAAAAAYg/-oadmP7hGp4/s320/to_sort_672.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-6097873699717855124?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6097873699717855124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=6097873699717855124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6097873699717855124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6097873699717855124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/05/sunday-school-treat.html' title='A Sunday School Treat'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RkT6CGGfHuI/AAAAAAAAAaI/tD_fPvOWXfc/s72-c/to_sort_654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-571007365142385706</id><published>2007-05-03T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T14:22:44.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>I Think I Have Too Much Time on My Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M6ZjMWLqJvM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M6ZjMWLqJvM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-571007365142385706?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/571007365142385706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=571007365142385706' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/571007365142385706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/571007365142385706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/05/httpwww.html' title='I Think I Have Too Much Time on My Hands'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-9041851658296635326</id><published>2007-04-27T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T17:15:32.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A Change of Pace</title><content type='html'>I don't always knit, eat, drive girls to the barn or work on an on-line bead web site. Sometimes I crochet too. &lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-49.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188082935369&amp;amp;site=widget-49.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crochet pattern of "Grandmother's Flower Garden"&lt;br /&gt;(a favorite pattern among quilters)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-9041851658296635326?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/9041851658296635326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=9041851658296635326' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/9041851658296635326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/9041851658296635326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/04/change-of-pace.html' title='A Change of Pace'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8038673203253062649</id><published>2007-04-24T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T17:16:23.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barns'/><title type='text'>Horses, beads, food and knitting</title><content type='html'>My life these days revolves around knitting, food, beads and horses. Or so it seems from all the pictures on the camera. It probably is a pretty accurate "picture" of my life. But my kids play a huge part in what's going on too. It's just that they don't want me to blog about them ... too much. So I don't and then you get horses, beads, food and knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-be.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188082808510&amp;amp;site=widget-be.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the food part.&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite Mexican restuarant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=14&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188082808510&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-be.slide.com/p1/144115188082808510/bl_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tt=14&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188082808510&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-be.slide.com/p2/144115188082808510/bl_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-1d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188082808093&amp;amp;site=widget-1d.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the horses and knitting part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are part of the beads. (Red Jasper Round Faceted 8mm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057217060877049282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Ri7YH2GfHcI/AAAAAAAAAX4/uttRtqaYjsY/s320/april-24-07+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8038673203253062649?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8038673203253062649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8038673203253062649' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8038673203253062649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8038673203253062649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/04/horses-beads-food-and-knitting.html' title='Horses, beads, food and knitting'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Ri7YH2GfHcI/AAAAAAAAAX4/uttRtqaYjsY/s72-c/april-24-07+126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-783788815400926287</id><published>2007-04-18T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T17:15:17.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meeting Gigs'/><title type='text'>Conference 2007</title><content type='html'>I wanted to get these pictures up without delaying any longer. So busy. So little time. You'll have to be content with short blurbs. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054867420649595538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RiZ_IyKDopI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/uknk3_fNBps/s320/conference-2007+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Technical difficulties. We blew a fuse. Has to happen at least once. (Don't ask about the food mishap. But I will say that everything worked out fine and no one the wiser. There are tricks when you cook for 250--Sort of like "Rob Peter to pay Paul"?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054867429239530178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RiZ_JSKDosI/AAAAAAAAAUo/h079Ua1iLmg/s320/conference-2007+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A sisters' meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054867433534497490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RiZ_JiKDotI/AAAAAAAAAUw/yUKybwZFvZY/s320/conference-2007+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A happy baby. (meeting is over?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054867841556390658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RiZ_hSKDowI/AAAAAAAAAVI/iesHVNP6HSA/s320/conference-2007+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And another one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054867841556390642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RiZ_hSKDovI/AAAAAAAAAVA/e_rXodMD_lU/s320/conference-2007+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time out for the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054867424944562850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RiZ_JCKDoqI/AAAAAAAAAUY/X-X4VhRw0G4/s320/conference-2007+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very serious talk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054867850146325282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RiZ_hyKDoyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/C9bC6o8VdHo/s320/conference-2007+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for meetin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054867837261423330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RiZ_hCKDouI/AAAAAAAAAU4/_YF_kz3X1jY/s320/conference-2007+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fresh air. (It must have been over 90 degrees in the meeting room!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054867845851357970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RiZ_hiKDoxI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/-M3k-xel2zg/s320/conference-2007+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break Time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-783788815400926287?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/783788815400926287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=783788815400926287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/783788815400926287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/783788815400926287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/04/conference-2007.html' title='Conference 2007'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RiZ_IyKDopI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/uknk3_fNBps/s72-c/conference-2007+069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-1579350652792791046</id><published>2007-04-12T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T13:55:33.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>Espresso Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-04.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188082219012&amp;amp;site=widget-04.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To speed up the slide show click on the + sign. Otherwise it's way too slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 700px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=0&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188082219012&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-04.slide.com/p1/144115188082219012/bl_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;amp;tt=0&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188082219012&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-04.slide.com/p2/144115188082219012/bl_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the perks at our conference was the espresso bar (courtesy of Wayne). These young sisters willingly offered their time and energy to provide us with exactly the coffee drink that we wanted. They were able to make us hot espressos, vanilla lattes,  iced mochas or anything in between. Now that it is all over they should be pros. They think they made about 900.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-1579350652792791046?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/1579350652792791046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=1579350652792791046' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1579350652792791046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1579350652792791046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/04/espresso-bar.html' title='Espresso Bar'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-6356903573449954856</id><published>2007-04-10T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T14:01:24.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Richmond Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052640777492359410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rh6WBGAV6PI/AAAAAAAAATY/o_f-0bgXM2A/s320/conference-2007+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-e1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188082216929&amp;amp;site=widget-e1.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=16&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188082216929&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e1.slide.com/p1/144115188082216929/bl_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tt=16&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188082216929&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e1.slide.com/p2/144115188082216929/bl_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You've probably noticed that all of us Canadian bloggers have not posted for over a week. Our conference is just now over and it's been a really busy week for all of us. I have been so glad that we were able to get it done with no difficulties. Everything came together really, really well. All of us work well together too which makes it a much easier job. There is so much that goes into putting on a conference and I have more appreciation now for others who have invited us to their confences. I hope I never take for granted again all the hours of preparation that it takes to do it. There are so many things to consider. I know that Shadow Hills has a list of things that they go through every year to make sure that every area is covered.. and they keep adding to it. I don't know how many items are on their list but it must be in the hundreds. I was only in on the food part but there's also the sound system, recordings, the baby room, the supplies for the bathrooms, hotel accomodations, ordering of extra chairs and tables. The list goes on and on. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday of last week we did major grocery shopping at Costco and Superstore. And then we were in the kitchen on Wednesday cooking up a storm. We got it all done with plenty of time to spare. A break for a lunch of sandwiches from Subway energized us. And then a run to Starbucks by Gran and LeAnne in the afternoon helped to kick us into gear to get our second wind. It was nice to not have to make lunch for ourselves on top of all the cooking we had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday guests were arriving and we promised them dinner. That and the marinated chicken from Wednesday was the only cooking we did on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188082217724&amp;amp;site=widget-fc.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=16&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188082217724&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/p1/144115188082217724/bl_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;amp;tt=16&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188082217724&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/p2/144115188082217724/bl_t016_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning as soon as we arrived at the meeting room the ovens were turned on and the Timbits were delivered. And we were off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-6356903573449954856?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6356903573449954856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=6356903573449954856' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6356903573449954856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6356903573449954856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/04/richmond-conference.html' title='Richmond Conference'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rh6WBGAV6PI/AAAAAAAAATY/o_f-0bgXM2A/s72-c/conference-2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2416444026007093236</id><published>2007-04-02T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T20:43:56.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAVE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAVE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt; YOU DON'T LOOK A DAY OVER 80!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2416444026007093236?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2416444026007093236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2416444026007093236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2416444026007093236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2416444026007093236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-dave.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAVE!!!!!!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3599175013847558507</id><published>2007-04-02T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T19:35:05.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Snow In April!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-81.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188081746305&amp;amp;site=widget-81.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen snow in April before. Not that I can recollect. Yesterday was cold and I thought it would be nice to have snow again. But I was really thinking about next year! This morning when I got up snow was flying. Sadly, it didn't last. In fact it's sunny and warm right now. But it was cold enough to make me want to knit again.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I've been working on lately. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RhG00lhFJUI/AAAAAAAAASw/n3fFdsC-eaI/s1600-h/crystal+blues+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049015472776095042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RhG00lhFJUI/AAAAAAAAASw/n3fFdsC-eaI/s320/crystal+blues+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess what each is going to be?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RhG001hFJVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Fpc_7sTzkw8/s1600-h/crystal+blues+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049015477071062354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RhG001hFJVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Fpc_7sTzkw8/s320/crystal+blues+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3599175013847558507?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3599175013847558507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3599175013847558507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3599175013847558507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3599175013847558507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/04/snow-in-april.html' title='Snow In April!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RhG00lhFJUI/AAAAAAAAASw/n3fFdsC-eaI/s72-c/crystal+blues+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-6797887117460926593</id><published>2007-03-27T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T20:54:17.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Knitting Swatches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RgmkNFhFJQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/V0RQMFtaSps/s1600-h/march+26-07+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046745402171532546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RgmkNFhFJQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/V0RQMFtaSps/s320/march+26-07+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When things get too hectic around here I pick up my knitting needles and just knit. Cast on any old number of stitches and knit til I develop a rhythm that relieves my tensions. Sometimes I'm so tense that my knitting gets tight and I have to concentrate on working a little looser. Usually, noticing the tight stitches is all it takes.&lt;br /&gt;I got this yarn last spring at the open house at the winery. And I've been itchin' to knit with it ever since. It's a sturdy 100% wool, hand spun, hand dyed and 2 ply yarn called "Fundy Fog" that I thought would be too heavy to make socks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RgnbwVhFJSI/AAAAAAAAASg/7OApXTcRlwc/s1600-h/yarn-for-socks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046806480901448994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RgnbwVhFJSI/AAAAAAAAASg/7OApXTcRlwc/s320/yarn-for-socks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But after knitting my swatch I think that's what it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it to meeting last week to unwind the skein--it came in a hank. I had used some scissors to cut off the very sticky tag. Because meeting was starting soon I left my half done skein, the wound up ball and my scissors on the table knowing they would be there when I got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RgmkNVhFJRI/AAAAAAAAASY/4bvnKiKM2Ok/s1600-h/march+26-07+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rgnh8lhFJTI/AAAAAAAAASo/HZQdK3eY2A8/s1600-h/spinners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046813288424613170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rgnh8lhFJTI/AAAAAAAAASo/HZQdK3eY2A8/s320/spinners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What I didn't know (and really should have remembered, being a mom) is that you don't leave scissors lying around where there are oodles of kids under the age of ten. Well, guess what happened? Yep, that's right. Those scissors proved to be too tempting for some little person and when I came back my yarn had been snipped right in between the skein and the ball! I did want the yarn cut in half eventually but not just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RgmkNVhFJRI/AAAAAAAAASY/4bvnKiKM2Ok/s1600-h/march+26-07+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046745406466499858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RgmkNVhFJRI/AAAAAAAAASY/4bvnKiKM2Ok/s320/march+26-07+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not until I had divided the yarn exactly in half and weighed each ball on a balance scale so that when I knit the socks I wouldn't knit too much on the first and not enough on the second. Oh, well, I can console myself with the thought that I do know how to add on in the middle of the row and not leave a hole where I switched yarns. And yes, the little one did confess (in a whisper), "I did it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-6797887117460926593?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/6797887117460926593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=6797887117460926593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6797887117460926593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/6797887117460926593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/03/knitting-swatches.html' title='Knitting Swatches'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RgmkNFhFJQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/V0RQMFtaSps/s72-c/march+26-07+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3221990143548980314</id><published>2007-03-23T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T11:54:21.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-eb.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188081262571&amp;amp;site=widget-eb.slide.com" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=21&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188081262571&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-eb.slide.com/p1/144115188081262571/bl_t021_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=21&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188081262571&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-eb.slide.com/p2/144115188081262571/bl_t021_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in Kirkland last Lord's Day for the all-day-meeting. We haven't been for such a long time. I really noticed a change in the people there. Not personality or anything like that. It just seemed like there were different people than before, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adult bible class was very good. They were in Ephesians 5. Very, very practical advice for parents of young children. And very, very sobering for those of us whose children are grown. Four or five things to remember in raising children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do not discipline in anger (I often put my children "in ward" until I could figure out what to do with them and until I could simmer down. "In ward" was their bedroom. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't "roast" the brethren. (Criticism of the people you really do love is deadly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Be in agreement as parents. Forbid them from playing one against the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have rules with relationship. The kids need to know that there is love behind the rules and that they are not arbitrary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Let the children know that ultimately they have to do with God and are responsible to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that about does it for me. I feel slain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3221990143548980314?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3221990143548980314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3221990143548980314' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3221990143548980314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3221990143548980314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-my-kids.html' title='I Love My Kids'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-5116009048461953421</id><published>2007-03-22T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T20:20:59.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RgNHiWl0G6I/AAAAAAAAASI/k18HgvDeDy4/s1600-h/march+2007+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044954663090396066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RgNHiWl0G6I/AAAAAAAAASI/k18HgvDeDy4/s320/march+2007+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring is here finally. And I think it's about time to cut the grass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-5116009048461953421?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/5116009048461953421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=5116009048461953421' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5116009048461953421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/5116009048461953421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring.html' title='Spring'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RgNHiWl0G6I/AAAAAAAAASI/k18HgvDeDy4/s72-c/march+2007+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3372392772971883708</id><published>2007-03-14T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T13:24:29.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You've been tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RfhZvQGHkmI/AAAAAAAAAR0/O6dpAqSIHtw/s1600-h/feb_6_077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041878451150623330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RfhZvQGHkmI/AAAAAAAAAR0/O6dpAqSIHtw/s320/feb_6_077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was suppose to tag someone at the end of my last blog. Since I don't think many will read it again I decided to post anew. "For those of you in Rio Lindo" and others who have asked, it is the same as it is in the kids' game of "Tag". &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are it. You get to do what the last person did. In the case of the kids'game that would be to tag another person by running after them. In this case it means that you get to write five interesting things about yourself. Because I want to hear from my family, I tag &lt;a href="http://gramma-penn.blogspot.com/"&gt;gramma&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kedg.blogspot.com/"&gt;kedj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kedg.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://baabeeboebee.blogspot.com/"&gt;the brother&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://cracker-crumbs.blogspot.com/"&gt;jailgy&lt;/a&gt;. You guys can tag your family members. Except Bobby. On second thought, I would like to hear interesting things about his life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having fun teaching two and three year olds...again. Poor picture but the only one LJ took that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3372392772971883708?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3372392772971883708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3372392772971883708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3372392772971883708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3372392772971883708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/03/youve-been-tagged.html' title='You&apos;ve been tagged!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RfhZvQGHkmI/AAAAAAAAAR0/O6dpAqSIHtw/s72-c/feb_6_077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-3509189982282667392</id><published>2007-03-10T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T14:39:35.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RfMx9AGHkkI/AAAAAAAAARk/u5eDctoJpSE/s1600-h/tosoort+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040427332025160258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RfMx9AGHkkI/AAAAAAAAARk/u5eDctoJpSE/s320/tosoort+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've never been tagged before but this week &lt;a href="http://chattyhousewife.blogspot.com/"&gt;chatty&lt;/a&gt; tagged me. She said to write five interesting things about myself but I don't think of my life as really interesting. Maybe unusual, but not interesting. I hesitate to write anything at all since I really can't think of much. It has taken me all week to even come up with this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The five "interesting" things I can think of are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I use to race on a swim team and it made me a nervous wreck.&lt;br /&gt;2. I lived in Japan for four years and learned to speak Japanese. My sisters and I still speak it to each other once in a while. And I yell at my kids in Japanese (nothing bad!)&lt;br /&gt;3. I went to 11 different schools before I graduated from high school. And 13 schools in all.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have five, not four, sisters as everyone who knows me assumes. The one I never met died before she was born. I'll see her one day.&lt;br /&gt;5. I have had four C-sections in less than four years...and I think I'm sane again. (You be the judge.) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. If I could have a sixth, you might be interested in knowing that I made a poi pounder in 2nd grade at St. Andrews Priory when living in Hawaii. (The first of three schools that year). That's it in the picture above, right next to Harvey.  I don't like poi, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. Nothing like blabbing about yourself on the internet. You all know the quote: "He that speaketh of himself..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-3509189982282667392?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/3509189982282667392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=3509189982282667392' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3509189982282667392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/3509189982282667392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/03/tagged.html' title='Tagged!!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RfMx9AGHkkI/AAAAAAAAARk/u5eDctoJpSE/s72-c/tosoort+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-8704880484911996815</id><published>2007-03-02T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T23:01:17.734-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><title type='text'>Snow Again</title><content type='html'>When we woke up yesterday there was at least 8 inches of snow on the ground. Unusual for March 1. None was predicted. In fact our usually accurate weatherman said it was going to rain. I suppose it did in some parts of the lower mainland but I don't think anyone got snow like we did. Even friends who live just two miles away didn't get any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3899/3397/1600/296857/to%20sort%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/3899/3397/320/554095/to%20sort%20039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The snow reminds me of the first time I remember visiting my grandparents in Pennsylvania. While there the snow fell. So much fell that they closed the schools. An unheard of event where I had come from in Hawaii. It was the first time I ever saw snow. I was seven and had only experienced walking barefoot in the warm rain. I thought snow was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Of course, it was novel. I had lived in Hawaii since I was a year old. But the memories that snow evokes now, bring back thoughts of that trip to PA and all it entailed: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gramma's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; house with its clanging radiators that gave off absolutely no heat (or so we thought until we stepped outside), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grampa's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; outside fire pit where he burned the weekly garbage; the hot sweet tea served after supper that was mostly milk and sugar; getting a spoon from the glass spoon holder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kept in her corner cupboard; lemon candies that were super sour in the middle that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kept on her entry table; my first sight of chickadees (now my favorite bird); jenny and jack wrens feeding from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bird feeders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; set up out side the kitchen window just for our enjoyment; feeding squirrels on the enormous front porch; watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Grampa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; call to the neighbor kids (from that same front porch) who had no mittens and then having them pick a pair that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had knitted just for that reason; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gramma's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "never spent a dime" jar where she saved and banked every dime; red boots and a red toy chest on the back porch; never realizing that the red toy chest was just for us kids (I thought it was only for the good kids); the dime cemented in the steps off the back porch just for fools to bend down to try to pick up; and making snow angels for the very first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading all the above makes me realize the tremendous influence my grandmother had on my life. I loved her dearly and even today she affects me. I still love snow and enjoy its silent falling. I suppose it reminds me of childhood innocence and carefree days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I can't say, "I never spent a dime," I collect them just as she did in a tall glass vase and then take them to the bank rolled, and deposit them in my account. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still searching for those lemon candies that are sour in the middle and sweet on the outside. Just two days ago I bought two different varieties hoping again that they were the ones. (They weren't.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rej73Iv5v_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/7DnqW2lgw9s/s1600-h/june+07+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037553107873677298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rej73Iv5v_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/7DnqW2lgw9s/s320/june+07+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I knit and knit constantly. Although I haven't knit mittens in awhile (see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;KJ's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blog for the last pair) I sit in the passenger seat of the car and pass the time knitting, just as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gramma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; did, on long trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had Mom get me some spoon holders just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gramma's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and often use them when company comes over and I'm serving buffet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't have a dime stuck in the cement in my back porch. I think that was actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Grampa's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; doings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having lived in super humid Hawaii I still remember the blast of cold, crisp, dry air as we walked outside to play in the snow. And inside again to warm ourselves by the scorching warmth of the crackling wood fire. We could hardly stand the static electricity in our hair as we tore off our hats and stomped the snow from our boots. What strange phenomenons flyaway hair and shocks were. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is actually an old picture of our first snow. The snow disappeared so quickly this time, that I didn't even get a chance to take a picture. These pumpkins have long gone the way of all November pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-8704880484911996815?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/8704880484911996815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=8704880484911996815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8704880484911996815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/8704880484911996815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2006/11/snowed-in.html' title='Snow Again'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/Rej73Iv5v_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/7DnqW2lgw9s/s72-c/june+07+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-7647717782334048947</id><published>2007-02-26T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T15:32:56.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>You Can Pass Me the Checkbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RXTt4Js7aOI/AAAAAAAAADM/7ENRs6AxLzM/s1600-h/rondells+3+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004886634848282850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RXTt4Js7aOI/AAAAAAAAADM/7ENRs6AxLzM/s320/rondells+3+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This has been a very eventful day and it's only 11:30. Mum called this AM. Aunt Ruth had passed away. Go &lt;a href="http://ladycsanyi.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a piece on her life. It's a very nice tribute to a wonderful woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was searching for my dental office's phone number, they called. I told them to cancel tomorrow's appointment. I'm too busy--but I said there was a death in the family. We have our web designer coming tomorrow any way and I wanted to get out of going to this dental office. They were/have been really pushy. And I don't like to be pushed around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning on leaving in about 20 minutes to pick up Teege at the airport. He said he gets in "around one". So that's when I plan on being there. "Around one". (It's an hour away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had customers in this AM and they take up so much time and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had several long distance phone calls--nothing to do with Aunt Ruth. One was a suggestion about pricing in our catalogue $US vs. $CND. Another was a question for B. The other was about a fax machine that doesn't work properly. And B and I are trying to get an order together for Aristo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm trying to fill some internet orders for CTP (or at least, write them up), fax Jailgy a pattern for an afghan that she asked for, work on Da's pamphlet and one for B as well (formatting). Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually make lists of "Things to do Today". This is my list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-7647717782334048947?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/7647717782334048947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=7647717782334048947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7647717782334048947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/7647717782334048947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-can-pass-me-checkbook.html' title='You Can Pass Me the Checkbook'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RXTt4Js7aOI/AAAAAAAAADM/7ENRs6AxLzM/s72-c/rondells+3+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-2405177682293101805</id><published>2007-02-21T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T14:06:30.597-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>A Scarf and Some Beans</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-df.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188079765727&amp;amp;site=widget-df.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 370px; HEIGHT: 24px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=5&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188079765727&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-df.slide.com/p1/144115188079765727/bl_t005_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tt=5&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188079765727&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-df.slide.com/p2/144115188079765727/bl_t005_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in W2 a week or so ago. While traveling I was able to work on my Irish Hiking Scarf and actually finished it while there. It sort of matches the &lt;a href="http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/02/finished-coronet.html"&gt;coronet hat&lt;/a&gt; . The yarn is the same anyway. You wouldn't be able to tell that the difference between the patterns unless you really looked carefully. So don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I was able to make so much progress on the scarf is because Tami and I were able to knit all Saturday afternoon. She wasn't planning on making dinner (we went to Homestead) but in between making pastries and muffins she got a few rows in too. She's more adventurous than I am because her latest project is an intricate sweater pattern that involves lots of color change. My mind can't get around that just yet. I need huge blocks of time just to figure out where I am in that kind of pattern. And she's raising four boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oldest made breakfast for us on Lord's Day and helped his mom make the beans for supper that night. "More garlic, Mom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-c7.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188079765959&amp;amp;site=widget-c7.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=1&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188079765959&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c7.slide.com/p1/144115188079765959/bl_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;tt=1&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188079765959&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c7.slide.com/p2/144115188079765959/bl_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No double dipping, E.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-2405177682293101805?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/2405177682293101805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=2405177682293101805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2405177682293101805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/2405177682293101805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/02/scarf-and-some-beans.html' title='A Scarf and Some Beans'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-4591422025346888471</id><published>2007-02-20T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T13:46:12.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Don't Throw Them Away!</title><content type='html'>If you were here earlier and wondered what I was talking about, wonder no more. Blogger was having difficulty putting up posts and uploading pictures this morning. So when I wrote and rewrote and tried to post all that would show up was the title. Aw, well, I thought. I'll just leave it. When I finish you'll know what I was talking about. You see, &lt;a href="http://kedg.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kedj&lt;/a&gt; has a pair of &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xcSEeUnhDpM/RdclCYVGtCI/AAAAAAAAAJE/AxCNqUf0hGA/s1600-h/IMG_0213.jpg"&gt;socks&lt;/a&gt; that are worn out in the heels. On her blog I told her that another pair was coming. Then this morning as I was rummaging through my stash I came across the left over yarn from the worn out pair. I think I can knit a patch and graft it in the spot where the hole is. So I don't want her to throw the old pair away! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RdviM1UCfII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/2SLi30BYQ40/s1600-h/feb+6+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033865718614097026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RdviM1UCfII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/2SLi30BYQ40/s320/feb+6+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the Abbotsford airport tonight. Teege is on his way to Calgary to meet some of his buddies from Regina. They plan on going to Banff to go snowboarding for a couple of days. We had bought him a ticket for his birthday to go where ever he wanted (within reason, now come on!) He was planning on going to St. Thomas conference and already had his ticket, but the conference was cancelled. He still needed to use the ticket because the last time he was in Regina they lost his luggage and gave him $100 when they found it (if he would pick it up at the airport instead of them delivering it). The $100 had to be used within 3 months and that time was approaching fast. So he's off. It's still hard to see any of my kids go even if only for a short time. As I write--he just called from the Calgary airport--. He was airsick and is really hungry. Thanks for calling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-4591422025346888471?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/4591422025346888471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=4591422025346888471' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4591422025346888471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/4591422025346888471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-throw-them-away.html' title='Don&apos;t Throw Them Away!'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/RdviM1UCfII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/2SLi30BYQ40/s72-c/feb+6+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27832123.post-1938986872264650733</id><published>2007-02-16T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T17:07:14.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I'm Late</title><content type='html'>I said I would post a pic of the last yarn on yesterday's post. We're super busy working on our catalogue. It's endless. So much info to put up. I told B that I was in the S's of the gemstones--pretty near the end of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alphabet&lt;/span&gt;, I thought. Well, guess what? There are quite a few gemstones that start with S! Also the title "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Assessories&lt;/span&gt;" is driving me crazy! I can't go into the template or whatever to change it. We promised our programmer that we would call him with all the changes when we were done but this is too much. I'm going to call him on Monday with that one change if that's all we have. It really makes us look ignorant. Maybe I can chalk it up to Canadian/American differences in spelling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-f4.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bl&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188079719668&amp;amp;site=widget-f4.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;tt=1&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188079719668&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f4.slide.com/p1/144115188079719668/bl_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;tt=1&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;cy=bl&amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=144115188079719668&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f4.slide.com/p2/144115188079719668/bl_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27832123-1938986872264650733?l=knitterykate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/feeds/1938986872264650733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27832123&amp;postID=1938986872264650733' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1938986872264650733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27832123/posts/default/1938986872264650733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitterykate.blogspot.com/2007/02/sorry-im-late.html' title='Sorry I&apos;m Late'/><author><name>knitterykate</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-EA_XUMy0v8/SUvRty1LqGI/AAAAAAAAB7A/AGT7FmfTmKo/S220/065.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
