knitters = angry mob

This past weekend was nutty. I think I tried to fit too many things in, but I had a blast. Today I’m tired and dizzy, but I think I’ve narrowed the dizziness down to allergies, so I’m pretty okay with it. Anyway.

The Moonlight-watching party was a success. We made steak and goat cheese mashed potatoes and stuffed ourselves and then watched TV and then I kind of rolled myself home, feeling a lot like my Mom’s cat, who is too fat to get up onto the couch without help. And Jennie and I plotted our trip to France in 2009, when we will go to a comic book convention and then sightsee and I will hopefully get back some of that French speaking skill I’ve lost since the last time I was in France. I spent a decent bit of this morning on the internet, researching TGV ticket prices, so we can possibly fit in another country during the week or so we’ll be in Europe.

Saturday the husband went off to do his thing and Jennie and I went to the Little 5 Points Halloween parade, which was not as much fun as all the people dressed up to watch the parade (ourselves included). We hoped to see our favorite Jack Sparrow, but instead saw our favorite Kilt Guy and the Photo Gnome, neither of whom saw us. We went and got sushi and beer afterward, because I was dressed like this:

And since I was dressed like a pirate, I thought I needed beer. It follows, I think.

Beer?

Certainly.

And Jennie had her flying monkey, which is a stand-in for the real flying monkey I’m sure she’ll have some day:

Maybe these ladies can help:

Fabulous.

It was an excellent parade, all in all.

The next day we went to church for St Luke’s Day, then went home and took a nap, and then the Chicken Goddess came to see the bells (the husband is a towel bell ringer). She seemed much impressed, as she stayed for several hours and got to see a group of English ringers ring all ten of the bells (which is rare).

After the Chicken Goddess left, we went to Netherworld and scared ourselves and then to a diner for dinner with Jennie and some friends of hers (who really ought to hang out with us more since they are Cool People). I did the thing I usually do with haunted houses; that is, I was so good at not being scared that I was not scared and then the haunted house was not as fun as it might have been. It is all my fault.

And amongst all that craziness, we bought the cat a hat what looks like a chicken:

He was very patient, but if he could talk he’d say, “if only I had thumbs…”

Little to no knitting was accomplished, but I’m an arm and an ear away from finishing the stuffed bear, and I’m ready to turn the heel on my ladybug jaywalker socks. More on that when it’s more interesting…

I have nothing much to say today except that

1. The bear I’m knitting has only one arm, and the arm he has is very deformed-looking. I believe I have overstuffed him. I’m extremely tempted to leave him that way and give him to my friend who is going to have a baby. Anyway. In spite of the one-armedness. This will teach the child to respect differences and those with disabilities.

2. I ate two cupcakes today, one for breakfast and one after lunch. They were both delicious, and exceedingly healthy. And I wonder why I’ve been gaining weight so quickly the past couple of years…

3. Jennie and I watched Moonlight last night, which is a horrible show but a lot of fun. I watched an episode by myself, but found it much more enjoyable when watched with someone else, as it is not so fun to be snarky at the television alone with the cat. The cat, he does not understand the English so good.

And that is all, except that we will be watching Moonlight this evening and I will possibly get some work done and maybe cast on another Easy Feather and Fan Scarf, unless I find a better pattern in the meantime.

I’ve just been very busy. Mostly work, but also other things. Things such as:

At Knitsch this past Sunday, Lea (who I cannot find on the internet) showed up and finished her first pair of socks! And she learned a new bind-off! One I hope she’ll show me! (Exclamation point!) They really are quite beautiful. I started a pair at exactly the same time, since she and I were both being taught at the same time by the Chickengoddess, but she has been much more focused than I. Although I have started and made progress on several other projects in the meantime, I have not yet finished the socks, so that shows just how scatterbrained I am when it comes to being artistic. This is how I paint, as well. More on that sometime else.

She also made sure to press them to her face, as is generally a good idea with anything soft and knitted and wool, unless you are allergic. In that case, I’d advise against it. But she is not:

This is blurry but still quite adorable.

Along with the discussion of me starting things before I finish other things, I made some more progress on my Ladybug Jaywalkers, and have possibly convinced the Chickengoddess to make a pair of her own:

They are going along quite quickly and are very fun. The aforementioned Lea thinks she might be okay with top-down socks. I certainly am.

And then the Chickengoddess said I should photograph the socks with beer. So I did. She’s very persuasive.

The evening before, I went to a party hosted by Robert Lee of Methane Studios. It was a lot like a college party, in that we drank beer, watched a movie, and sat outside and talked a lot, and then someone brought out the Methane eyeball and burned it in effigy. I’m fond of this shot, taken after we decided to put it in the fire pit, for safety reasons:

Artistic, no? Well, at any rate, knitting the next day was fun because after the eyeball burning I drank too much and woke up with a killer hangover the next morning. That’ll teach me.