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Why hello there

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You’d think I’d forgotten my blog with how long I’ve been away (other than that PSA). Sorry! Just was busy and then drained and then busy.

I ended up not finishing the Tour. With everything going on I got rather burned out, so I have some yarn, and lots waiting to be processed.

But lately I’ve been feeling more human, so here’s a generally update on what’s been happening. Mostly food, actually! Love food.

It all started when I sprung and bought myself a Kitchen Aid stand mixer. I got it for fairly cheap (especially compared to the retail price), and I adore it already. Oodles. (It may or may not have to do with being able to make my favourite royal icing at any time without needing to set aside 30 minutes to hand whip egg whites).

Next thing you know, this happened:

Why yes, that is four different types of butter. From left to right–my favourite Irish butter, butter from a local creamery, some organic butter I bought, and a European style butter. Mmmm. Just before this shot I was making croissants(!) so that’s why there’s not as much as there could be.

Speaking of croissants, I’m very pleased that you can take something sludgy like this:

and a bit of flattened and beaten butter like this:

and get something quite as glorious as this:

These croissants came out much better than my last batch! So. Much. Better. They’re fabulous.

Next time I’m going to aim to get even fluffier insides, but this ain’t half bad:

Also made a batch of cookies because why not:

Not pictured are the already eaten chocolate cake and strawberry buckle that I made over the past two weeks.

I’ve actually been knitting too, though just on one project (which I want done by Halloween). The heat laying off a bit here has definitely helped, since it’s (gasp) a blanket (and we all know I don’t knit blankets so shut up).

No, it’s not grey. I have no idea why it photographed grey. I know it must hate me since it did, but that’s about par for course for this particular blanket/yarn, so no big deal. A slightly fuzzy detail of the ring I’m on now:

And another overall shot:

This thing is going to be massive. I’ve only just started ball 3, and I’ve still got a ways to go. Scary, I might get devoured by it. Welp. You’ll know where to find me!

And that’s about all I’ve got for you this evening. Keep knitting, keep cooking, and have fun!

Old Projects and Winter Cleaning

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I mentioned a few days ago that I had knit my friend Mroo a present. This was pretty much a wing-it-it-can’t-be-that-hard-to-knit blanket. (all pictures of the Cozy are done by Mroo, not me)

The Cozy on a chair

Well, it wasn’t hard, except for that one point where I had 21 balls of yarn hanging off the back. This was my first real encounter with intarsia, and while the design was my own, hoo boy did it give me nightmares. Whatmore, I set an arbitrary deadline on myself, to have it done by the summer solstice.

Cozy Closeup 1

I cast on an arbitrary number of stitches (which ended up being wider than I meant), and only knit in white for a while. Then I began in purple, and continued on. The entire thing is knit with KnitPicks Suri Dream, which is a fantastic and fuzzy yarn. I used the largest needles I have (size 15 I believe), so that was perhaps the only thing that made getting this done in my two week deadline feasible.

Cozy Closeup 2

I was in North Carolina at the time too. I knit this giant alpaca blanket of intarsia everywhere. I had a canvas tote with it in, and I would knit it in the car, outside, walking, in every spare second I had. It was miserable, hot, sticky, and if I hadn’t been swinging the pattern on my own, I’d probably not been able to do it. When you’re improvisizing a pattern, though, you can use stuff like ‘it looks right.’

Cozy Closeup 0

Mroo loves this thing. It keeps her warm (even though it likes to shed). She’s named it the Cozy, capital C, and I know why. It was superbly warm, comfortable, and has a lot of love put into it. In the center, I put some runes that mean various things–intarsia was the only way I knew to do it.

The Cozy with Index Card

It keeps growing, and unfortunately, my cast off edge doesn’t grow with it. (Mroo doesn’t mind. She’s more blown away by the fact it grows. A blanket that grows. Best blanket ever. I don’t know if I can argue with that)

In other news, I spent most of my day after work and delightful Indian buffet (have I mentioned Indian is delicious?) cleaning up. At the end of every semester, my apartment looks like a small disaster zone after all the exams, papers, and final projects. This year, the surgery only aided in that, and I hadn’t had a good clean since the end of spring semester. I busted out all the cleaners and went to town–scrubbed everything, picked up and put everything it’s place, threw out papers and items that needed to go (like face paint I clearly don’t need anymore), and vacuumed.

This is my garbage bags (these are sanitary, really. It’s just paper and yarn bits that migrate to the floor when I’m not looking).

Now my ‘craft table’ doesn’t look terrible. All the fleeces I have can now fit under the table part, I can access the drawer again (the table can fold out), and it generally doesn’t look like a fiber monster about to consume you if you glance at it wrong.

This sort of cleaning always lets me know how much yarn I really have. Since I like to keep yarn around me that is being used for a project, or will be used, or can be used, or just came off a project, I always feel my yarn closet is full, but not too full. Like maybe it can fit a few more balls, a couple more ounces of fiber.

I certainly don’t think that now. I’m actually kind of worried when I open the door that the entire thing will barf on me. While that will be warm, and save on heating, eventually I’ll need to put it back in. Oh dear. (naturally, this means there isn’t any organization system in the closet besides top shelf = fiber, second shelf = dk weight+ and lace, third shelf = fingering weight, fourth shelf = f.o.s, wips in hibernation, and tools, and floor = mats and objects for cleaning fleeces. So I suppose that’s some order, but not the pretty colour coded thing I had prior to today)