December 31, 2006
December 21, 2006
In looking for more charms for book thongs, I made a discovery: neither craft stores nor generic Walmart-like stores sell decent charms. And by decent charms, I mean anything that is NOT a butterfly, cross, or "Friends Forever!" tag. And it seemed all the beads they sold were either ridiculously overpriced or tacky.
I made two baby blankets a few months ago for baby shower gifts. I didn't get the chance to take a picture of the first before I had to wrap it up. However, here's the second one:
Again, bad lighting. The colors are actually white, light blue, and dark blue. I got the pattern from Our Best Baby Afghans. Although I love the end result, I did not like making the blanket. Probably because I'm so impatient while working on large projects, but I felt it just took way too long. However, now that I have more experience than when I began, it might go by more quickly the second time around.
I just finished this adorable baby hat. I got the pattern from The Happy Hooker and it was really easy. It probably took less than a half-hour. The lighting in the photo is awful...the colors are actually white, light purple, and teal. I love it. I wonder if I have enough yarn left over for an adult-sized hat...
Four days before Christmas and I finished the last gift...well, the last gift that I plan to actually give this year. This gift is also my first attempt at a shawl. The pattern seemed simple enough, and really it was. It was just so painstakingly intricate. Not to mention, so many stitches. In any case, I'm happy I finished it. It seems a bit large, so hopefully, my friend can just shrink it a bit.
(No, I'm not advertising Hanes socks. I lifted my foot to scratch my leg at the last moment. But now that I think of it, Hanes are good socks...)
December 19, 2006
Between having a cowboy for an uncle
and Santa's personal mailman for a grandpa,
December 18, 2006
the Denver airport.
December 14, 2006
My brother gave me a holiday bear for Christmas back in '87, which I named Bingo. I have kept it all this time, breaking it out every December.
Last night, we pulled out the Christmas box and I pulled out Bingo. The Dude oh-so-politely asked if, now that I'm grown, Bingo could be his now. I was so touched that I said yes, Bingo would now be his--assuming, of course, he took good care of the precious bear.
After a moment, this conversation took place:
Dude: "I'm going to rename him Hornament."
Me: You can't. His name is Bingo.
Dude: But I don't like Bingo. His name is Hornament.
Me: No, his name will always be Bingo. He knows no other name. He's Bingo!
Dude: But I don't like--
Me: It's Bingo!
This commenced for a few minutes, until Josh finally stepped in.
December 5, 2006
I'm guessing my g-ma never meant for this to happen
when she taught me to crochet.
Here are some pictures of my first attempted thong: