What could be cuter than a little one in handknits?

Why, TWO of them of course!!!













Danny and Paulo are doing great and just get cuter every day! They are 6 months old now! Wow, time flies!

Fall outlook

This is the view from my deck, looking east at the moonrise. My favorite maple tree in full color, the air crisp and clean and piles of leaves ready to be raked and jumped into by teams of grandkids.
My soul tells me it's time for woodpiles and canning jars, simmering apple butter and fresh baked bread. My body tells me it's time for a long nap....

Fall

I know it's fall because these keep falling off my knitting needles. So, so cute. Really fast and easy. The only drawback is the craving for candy corn!!

Adopt a Terrorist Day

OK. Perhaps that sounds a bit off. But, here's what happened...
One of our boys, a corrections officer, was stopped for a minor traffic violation, a forgotten turn signal, his first ever. As the officer ran his driver's license, Homeland Security pinged him as a potential terrorist! Living under an assumed name! Hauled into jail for questioning, car impounded, driver's license stripped, horrific mess! Bear in mind this is a 31 yr old who has NEVER been in any kind of trouble at all!
Now, the REAL story. Thirty years ago, when my dh and I were married said son was a baby. Bio-dad was a nonplayer, neither seen nor heard after son turned 2.. No contact with my son for the rest of his life. So, son used my husband's name for 12 years of public school, college, driver's license, MARRIAGE license, SECURITY clearances for jobs, all cleared by the state. But apparently, three months ago, Homeland Security changed laws and a legal alias is no more. It would have been nice to have been told!
So, in order to clear everything and be able to use the only name he has ever used, as his legal name, we went to court today and my beloved husband legally and truly adopted my only biological son as his very own. I cried as my darling son and I held hands for the judge's decree. It was such a moving moment. My husband standing before a court of law and asking permission to be "Dad" in the eyes of the world. The court reporter was beaming at us. The judge was smiling, dh was beaming, ds was grinning, and there I stood, crying. I am so lucky!

After death malaise

Well, I'm dead. My black and red death hat arrived yesterday. It's really a nice way to go. Except...IT DOESN'T FIT!!! Sigh. I can just squeeze it onto my enormous head and then the corn silk hair enables it to creep maddeningly up my noggin! Sigh. Two HA games, 2 hats I can't wear. But, they do fit DH perfectly; he of the teeny skull!

Hat Attack 2 - Morty

How evil is it to murder your own child? Well, if it's Hat Attack 2, it's just normal! This little beauty goes to my assigned target, my very own daughter who lives just 100 feet from me! I can't say I loved working this pattern. It sort of got boring on the third repeat, with one more repeat and decreases to go! The Therapi yarn was OK, but not fabulous. It had these weird things in it that looked like pieces of raffia. ?? BUT, HA2 was FUN! I'm just not in a hurry to do it again.

Hat Attack 2

So much fun! But I must knit faster!!! I see my enemy, and she is almost done!!! I still don't get the whole Fibonacci thing, but, honestly, I don't care either! Math...blech!

Danny and Paulo

The twins, whom I somehow lost the pictures of..IN my digital camera!

Babies and knitting

Four grandsons in 4 months. Knit, knit, knit! I'm seriously tired of knitting baby things. One more blankie to finish by Wednesday. Then I think I'll do something for me, maybe a shawl? That great black and white one I've been collecting yarn ro make? Or some fun hats for CHristmas gifts? I spent the day sorting and organizing for the Ravelry Olympics. So much yarn! Gets me all excited about projects!

So much camping desire, so little towing ability

I LOVE to camp. First tent camping, then pop-ups, and now a travel trailer. I love all of it. The break from routine, the joy of travel, even a few miles! I love messing about with dutch ovens and fire. We just bought a beautiful Jayco Eagle trailer and it is PERFECT for the two of us. Now, that's assuming that the boys set up "the man cave" in the humongous tent. I am even perfectly willing to go by myself, or just with the boys, except for one tiny detail....I CANNOT tow a trailer! Arghhh!! The whole" back up this way to go that way" makes my head hurt. Sigh. SO I am at the mercy of the One who is capable of driving and towing anything on Earth. It's probably for the best. If I could tow it, I might never come home!

Aidan's knitting

No, not BY him, FOR him!Admittedly our grandchildren are both beautiful AND brillant, but not even they are that advanced yet! One 8 hour blanket, one Mason Dixon one piece kimono, and one teeny version of the beanies all my teens wanted. All in sage green and cream.

He's here! Grandbaby #26!

Aidan Eric Josiah is here!! He and Mom are wonderful! Check out that hair! (His Grampa is envious!)

Whose in charge?

I fight this mini world conquerer every week. She plots to take over the world, I try to maintain control while being bombarded with unmerciful cuteness. And she has better bling.

Lost in the blog...

I've been fighting with Blogger to LET ME BACK IN!!! No, I didn't freeze to death. Yes, it's lovely in warm here by the fire, although it is 7 degrees outside. Apparently I did something right and once again have access. Grrr!

Been knitting, big surprise! Finished a sweater I started last fall and then put aside. It fits grandson Andy perfectly. And the blue is perfect with his eyes!

Sad, sad day

OK, now I'm still trying to hack up a lung, and it's only 60 degrees in here. Out of firewood, depending on one kerosene heater. Brr..we loaned out our others to kids whose houses were chilly with this -2 temps thinking the woodstove would do it's best and keep us toasty. HA! SO here are the last two pieces of wood. I guess we are saving them for when it's REALLY cold! I feel like a character from Dickens....no, not really. We do have wood coming on Wednesday, I hope. And maybe some today? And, I lied, a closer look at the themometer shows it's really 62. I'm so tired of coughing, it's nice to complain about being cold!

Sick! With Boston....

Ugh. SO sick. My January cough is back and I am miserable. Spent all day in bed, abandoning the men to their own cooking. (I smell eggs) My darling Boston, Nellie faithfully slept with me all day. Such a chore for her, I'm sure. She likes nothing better tham me, being warm, and snoring, and not necessarily in that order!

Christmas...

Ok, seriously, it is TIME. The glitter, the tinsel, the trees, (all 5 of them!) must come down. Period. Even though we still have ANOTHER Christmas this weekend. It is time for snowmen and snowflakes. When the garland has been up long enough for spiders to call it home...

Strapped!

After much discussion at the Ravelry meet up in Indy yesterday, I fearlessly stabbed my backpack and Aaron helped poke the straps through the thick felted fabric. I Love it! Now, to attach the magnetic clasp, and done!!

Hey! It's a backpack!

Surprise! It wanted to be a backpack, not a purse! The felted dimensions are 10x8.5. the pointy thing is a magnetic clasp and the grey thing will be a key fob. The clasp is off set to accommodate a water bottle. I can't decide how I'm going to attach the back straps...

Prefelting photo!

Silly project

When my fabulous sister was visiting here I taught her to knit! She learned in one step, of course, being so gifted anyway. We set off for JoAnn's and ended up buying these kinda silly felted purse kits. She went hoe to Steeler Country and promptly began following the directions (I bet). Me, the rebel, decided to whip it up over New Year's and use the Booga Bag pattern, loosely. Then I got to wondering what would felt and what wouldn't, what will work and what won't. So I started adding pockets and key fobs and button tabs and now I'm ready to felt it!

Pre felted dimensions:
Length: measured from edge of bottom to top 19"
Width:15"
Pockets: 1. 8" down from top 6"x4"
2. 8"x6"
3. 5.5" x 5"

What I found in the laundry hamper..

OK, OK, I live with 4 males, it was on the bathroom floor. They can't hit a hamper with a basketball hoop on it! Anyway... TA DA!!!

It's my very first, used up, faded, worn out dishcloth!! I've been knitting long enough to have something wear out!! Ain't that KEWL???