Kiss My Knits!

After posted about it, I joined knitting/movie-watching group Fiberflix (I’m going to guess that they nixed the better moniker “Knitflix” in order to be more inclusive) and they’ve got their first roster of movies up to vote on. All noir. Yay! I’ve seen a little over half of these, I think, so this is a good slate. Still, I should have checked a few days ago and seconded the nomination of Key Largo. Darned good movie, I would have liked to watch it again and discussed it. I’m still not sure which two I’m going to vote for.

I need to set up my blogspot blog with sidebars and pretty stuff so I can use it as a home base for surfing blogspot blogs and groups. I just don’t have the energy for it.

The family and I went to Festival in the Park yesterday, and now I am a redneck. From sunburn, natch. The daughter got to see her beloved clowns. The girl is crazy for clowns.

Today, I think we’re all kind of worn out. Of course, when a seven-year-old is worn out, it means she only has five times the energy of her parents as opposed to the usual ten. Oy. I need a nap.

Ghisel, don’t click.

Went to the Girl Scouts organizational meeting tonight with my daughter. I had mentioned to her several times over the course of the last few months that girl scouts would be fun, but I had of course totally blanked on it until mentioned it today, and thank God she did, because the meeting went GREAT.
In honor of ohsochewy, I phrase my cut in the form of a question: ‘Who was Juliette Gordon Low?’

Kidly stuff.

Tonight at the S&B, I was working on a project which involved two-handed two color Fair Isle knitting. This meant I had to actually watch my hands a fair amount, since I’m not used to knitting left-handed, let alone stranding as I go.

I did this for a pretty good stretch, then looked up and realized that everything was blurry. Yes, apparently if I strain them, my eyes now require many long seconds to refocus from close to far away. From here, it’s just one long decline into bifocals and “But the light IS on, Granny Tvini.”

Up side: if I go blind, maybe I can get away with feeling the faces of the hotties. Yeah, that’s it.

The project I was working on, though, is looking pretty good. There’s a lot of stranding, so it’s not as elastic in one sizable portion, but I think the effect will be worth it. I’ll post it up after it’s gone to its recipient. That may take a while, though, as a) I’m not going to work on it for more than a row at a time without a significant break for my vision, and b) I’ve just realized that I have one less ball of this yarn than I thought I did. I’ll have to order more from somewhere and hope I can find the same dye lot. Hey, sleeves are overrated anyway.

In Dragonrealms, P5 (aka Forfedhdar) has rolled out to positive reviews. Because really, what’s not to love about giant apes that rip off your limbs and throw them at you?

I’m glad it’s been well-received, because everybody really busted their butts on this one. There was a tremendous “go team!” feel behind the push, with everybody pitching in wherever they were needed. It was just like the old days, but more focused. We’re all riding that high that comes with a big release, which raises the level of our work for everything else. It’s a good feeling.

My weekly dose of caffeine is wearing off. Time to go to bed – I’ll have to be up in six hours!

Yesterday was my husband’s birthday, and it was a good one.
Icing makes lousy concrete!

Worried that cracks in the tile were letting in water to rot the floor, we were just gearing up to fix this…

…when I looked at the dining room ceiling and saw this.

It wasn’t there before the most recent rain.
Crap.

Finished up Shedir! Details under cut.

20 rounds to go and yes, I’m completely out of yarn. Apparently God helps those who help themselves. Let’s hope the yarn store has a ball left in stock.