New tech

Mom is writing for me on very small thing. She says I should call it a phone, but it's not food, toy or string(which is just a way to say the best toy), it's a thing.  She has it making lots of noise, unlike the big thing she wrote with.  BUT  since I can sit on her lap, I guess it's okay.

So, Shadow seems to be finished for today, so I'll tell you about my new phone.  I finally have a smartphone.  And, so far I'm in love.  Okay maybe only really deep like.  NO instruction book, I haven't found the help button and I may have lost so of my music trying to share. :(  But I've still have really enjoyed that I have figured out and I haven't even downloaded Angry Birds yet.

Mom's new stash . . . from Mountain Hollow Farms.  I'm not impressed, she hasn't even brushed me yet.

A surprise for Shadow.


So Shadow has no idea that we will be moving in a short time.  To our new home.  I am buying a house!  Pictures are below.

The House

The Living Room

The Dining Room and Dining Room Set (table and chairs stay)

The Kitchen

The Frigidaire CookMaster

THE YARN ROOM
or otherwise known as the den.

The Bathroom

The Guest Room

My Room

The coffee table that stays.

The end table that stays as well as it's twin.

The Breakfast Nook.

My Trellises

 

     As Shadow is ticked off at me for being gone for five days, she has little to say for this post.   In her opinion, my lap should be available for her at least one part of every day.  So, I thought I would honor my honest friends. 
       If you are lucky, you have at least one aquaintance who will give their opinion without much forethought on the delivery of said opinion.  I will call these people critics.  A lot of times these are the people who irritate others.  The person who, when shown a finished object, will point out the five mistakes you hoped no one could see.  Many learn quickly on to be careful what you show to critics.  Those easily hurt by critism may avoid this interaction all togther.  However, I am at a time in my life when these are the people who I want around me most.  Cheerleaders and Mothers are great to have in your life as well.  Cheerleaders point out all the good and Mothers love whatever you show them, yet they may lead you to false beliefs if they are not able to tactfully speak up about mistakes.  But as I said, I now am very appreciative of my critic friends.  They hold a mirror up to your self and help you see areas where you could improve. 
     I have such a person.  My critic is very good with details.  But know as I crochet or knit, when I find that mistake three rows down, I have found myself asking, when my critic sees this will I be able to say, "Yes, but I'm able to live with it."  If I can't say that yes, then I grit my teeth and rip or tink.  However, once back to where I was, I thank this person in my head for holding me to a high standard.  My critic has made me a better crocheter, knitter and person.  Does it hurt to hear the critism, or irritate to have almost all items have a mistake pointed out?  At times, but I glad I have grown enough to know the value of these critics in my life.


Remember to thank those who don't agree or point out mistakes, they are like trellises for roses and give life direction.

Shadow's Fun Night


Shadow wishes to inform all that

And I quote   "  Mom was using the octopus thing again.  It not only taunts me with pulling yarn, but it has those dangle things.  But as I began playing with Mom, a bird came straight at our window.  The living room window, that Iycan see out of on top to the couch.  Of course I perched on the back of said couch to be ready to pounce if necessary.  But the bird flew away before I could attack.  I might have even scared it off.  And I am not amused by Mom's laughter at  this."

She is now sulking, but I laughed because if it weren't for the glass she would have ran the other way. 

Oh well, at least her batting my dangling circs makes her happy and doesn't interrupt my knitting.

On another happy topic, I figured out my problem with purling into yarn overs from the row before.  I'm doing the yarn over backwards.  Duh, who knew?  Well who outside of the knitting world anyway.

Grrrr!  I found the cutest blanket pattern, had green yarn to make it with, and thought I could do that.  It's really  one of the first patterns that I have wanted to start that night.  I get to within the last 4 rows of the first small block ( it was looking great) and as the KnitMore Girls would say. . . Knitting Attacked.  I missed understood a direction, tried to rip back a couple of rows, but could not get the first to stitches of that row to look right.  I gave up - (it's a 2.5" block) and thought I'll just start over.  After an hour of casting on 3 stitches and trying again, I have failed to get decent tension or something.  It just never looks right!   GRRRRR!

Shadow says to say she is very mad as well because the knitting took up my lap all night.  Even beside of me!  I am getting some angry looks right now.

 Blanket - a free pattern from KnitPicks
Yarn - Paton's Grace - - it(like most cottons) will split.

Why not?

So Shadow has nagged me into making (is that what you call it?) a blog.  She wants me to tell everyone about the love hate relationship she has with my crocheting, knitting and computer time.  She loooves to play with the yarn as it gets pulled  into my projects.  However, she ever so kindly reminds me constantly, that I must make room for her in my lap and to one side. (The one side is in case being in my lap is too hot!).  She is very mixed on the circular needles I am using for my socks.  The tempt her to do naughty things like nip at my hands as she tries to play with them.  The computer?,  well she loves my to sit on my lap when I'm at the desktop.  What she hates is when I bring home the laptop!  If I'm using it, there is no room for her to sit.  And the foremost rule of the house is that my lap must be free for her to sit!