22 November 2014

Dear Denise

Oh Denise, you're right. I've neglected my blog for far too long. Let me remedy that now, with some lovely yarn pictures. I'm sure I'll think of something hilarious as I go, though currently I'm drawing a blank. That's not the end of the world, because at least there's some gorgeous yarn, right?

For the rest of you wondering who Denise is, she's many things. Most importantly, she's the mother of two good friends of mine from high school and a weekend employee at Bella Yarns, my former LYS. Since I'm usually only available for the trek down to Rhode Island on the weekends, I get to see her every time I'm in town. She's a riot. Everyone needs a Denise.

28 October 2014

Super important question

GUYS. Really really important. Talk yarny to me. I'm doing some research on popular yarns, so please leave a comment on this post telling me your favorite yarns. Also, if you have a favorite small yarn (local-to-you, Etsy favorite, whatever) mention them. So without further ado, what's your workhorse yarn? Cascade 200? Berroco Vintage? Perhaps Garnstudio is more your thing, or maybe you prefer Wool of the Andes from KnitPicks? Spill it. In return, I'll spoil you all rotten with pictures of my crawl haul and pictures from this past Saturday when I went out to North Falmouth to visit Ana at Sage Yarn's new location (Boston Husband wisely walked out just before they swiped my card, so, you know. Ignorance is bliss).

26 September 2014

Promises

I've been saying I'll show you this wonderful thing. I haven't shown you my wonderful thing. Let's change that. Here you can see my crappy handwriting, and my inner Bostonian (which I say only because I was born in Rhode Island and my mom was very hard on me learning to speak with my R's) shining through. You can also see a lovely example of what exactly constitutes a supa chunk yarn. I forget what that one is, exactly, but everything in that category is at least as thick as that one. This is where the Berroco Brio and Hayfield Chunky with Wool live. It's cozy. They like it there. The Knit Collage tells me it's a wonderful place to live.

22 September 2014

The most wonderful time of the year

Yarn crawl weekend came and went. I spent too much money, as usual. I will cover this topic more in-depth later in the week, but I spilled a large Midori and ginger ale (delicious, and I hate melon-flavor everything) all over my lap and laptop. The result was a very icy lap and a wet keyboard that has become a sticky keyboard, and in none of the spots that are easy to clean, like under the space bar. Oddly, it's still responsive, just a bit differently so (it will still work, I just feel like I'm not hitting it hard enough. Please excuse any and all extra spaces), but until I get it behaving I'm going to delay my yarn post. Does anyone know if club soda will take care of this?

I'm kidding. Really. But I am taking suggestions for spinning wheels, if you'd like to leave feedback. I have entirely too much fiber for my spindle collection to make an appropriate dent in. Back soon, lovelies.

01 August 2014

More yarn, because duh.

Hello again, friends. Who's ready for more yarn pictures? These are yarns that have not yet been Raveled, and I really need to update my Rav stash, but when I disclose something at the end of this post you'll understand why that's going to be a huge undertaking (and not just because a large portion is, like, embarrassing for a yarn snob to own, although there is also that aspect). I have less to say about these yarns, because they were not purchased on a crawl, but instead at favorite shops. So let's try something different where I just tell funny stories and show off yarns with actual captions about what they are and where I got them from. Ready?

04 July 2014

Glitter and a show-stopping musical number

No, not really. Fuck, what's wrong with you people that you want to see me sing and dance? Insanity. But in exchange, I have pictures of yarn. So, so many pictures of yarn. These are yarns I've had listed in my Rav stash since I got them, but I did take Rav pictures and not blog pictures, so this will be an extremely picture-heavy post. I keep my stash ordered alphabetically by yarn name, so let's just work in that order. Since I had all the receipts handy, I also managed to list where it came from and how much I spent (let's not actually do the math, though, because then I really can't continue to justify this habit and the constant stash expansion).

20 May 2014

Hello again

This isn't really my comeback. My comeback will involve glitter and a show-stopping musical number.* I've just been very busy with work, and slightly busy with knitting. And while we're on the subject, please allow a small rant.
What the actual fuck, yarn stores. The yarns I received from yarn crawl are just...I mean, what's wrong with a nice plied wool? Or soft pima cotton? OR MAYBE JUST A COLOR THAT DOESN'T IMMEDIATELY MAKE YOU THINK OF MOLD? I am very seriously thinking of burning one of these yarns. I don't even think I can pawn it off on someone else...unless I haul my cookies down to Rhode Island and "donate" it to my once-local yarn store. There may or may not be pictures, but I'm not kidding when I say one of the yarns is crispy.
I did skip this year's Knit & Crochet Blog Week, because the topics were a smidge too avant-garde for me. I know, you're all bummed I didn't do a dating profile of my socks. To make up for that, I'm promising yarn porn: all the lovely things I brought home from the North Shore Yarn Crawl in March (holy shit I'm so behind with that). I may or may not be including a shot of the earrings I got, because apparently I lost one sometime this weekend while I was out bar-hopping with Boston Husband, the best friend Homance, and Homance's new boyfriend...I'll probably just call him Spot, because his hair is spotted on one side due to a couple of birthmarks on his scalp. We had a fun night that turned into a horrible next morning when I could barely get myself out of bed and puked after I got out of the shower (after eating a red jello, in hopes of calming my churning gut...which of course made it look like I was barfing up blood). Luckily it was a successful boot 'n rally, because afterwards I managed to get myself dressed and out to lunch with Boston Husband (though I did immediately regret ordering a salad for lunch when really I wanted mac 'n cheese and a donut).

In the interim, this will have to tide you over until tomorrow when I get home from work. There may even be a new On My Needles (omg)...if I can locate my camera. I'm just over halfway through a pair of Brigit socks, which I believe was my wildcard project from last year's KCBW.

*My comeback will not involve glitter and a show-stopping musical number. What the fuck is wrong with you.