No, Not Yet

No, Not Yet


GRANDBABY TALLY

Same at five grandgirls on the hoof and one grandboy still in utero.  This is what 39 weeks looks like

Best daughter in law EVER!

Stay tuned!  Her due date is TODAY!

ON THE HOOK

Ginny’s Patronus Cloak continues to grow……

This cloak may be my biggest crochet project ever, with this kitchen window valance running a really close second.

 

and, if you’ve kept up with me over the last few weeks, you remember our new four legged resident here at Casa  Coleman – Dixie

 Being the puppy she is, some of my fiber and several needles and hooks have taken it on the chin,  necessitating the purchase of replacements.  I got lucky this weekend when I went to buy replacement hooks and found this nice set of Boye ergonomics on sale at Wal-Mart.  I prefer wooden needles/hooks, but until Dixie gets over her appetite for wood, I’ll be sticking with something a little sturdier. 🙂

Who we are never changes. Who we think we are does. Mary Almanac

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It’s a Waiting Game, Many Starts But No Finishes

It’s a Waiting Game, Many Starts But No Finishes


PLAYING THE WAITING GAME

Grandbaby #6 has all of us on pins and needles, waiting for his much anticipated arrival, which could be any time now.  His poor mommy has been through the mill these last few days and weeks with long and strong Braxton Hicks contractions, pregnancy fatigue and just plain old impatience, with all of us more than ready for a meet and greet with Baby Shepherd…..did I mention that he is the lone boy in the grandbaby lineup, with five princesses and now, one prince.  I see a lot of spoiling in his future!  Stay tuned!

ON MY NEEDLES

A new pair of socks

Uzu

Knitty Deep Fall 2011

Fiesta Baby Boom Glacier Mist

What may be the most unattractive scarf ever — good thing this is just a test drive of some yarn that came in a “grab bag” from Lion Brand.  Yeah…….no.

ON THE HOOK

Which has grown since this photo –

Ginny’s Patronus Cloak

Knitpicks Palette

FROM THE POTTERY STUDIO

One thing that has been moving in the finish direction has been my recent pottery projects, a series of blue and white glazed pots, which I’ve become a bit obsessed with.  Here’s a sampling –

Blue Celadon, Cloudy Blue and Glossy White on B-clay

It’s all I can do not to geek out over these pots, but I’ll spare you.  Apparently, not everyone shares my enthusiasm for mud (and fiber). ☹️

The secret to a rich life is to have more beginnings than endings.  Dave Weinbaum

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Dixie 1, Knitting 0

Dixie 1, Knitting 0


NEW KID IN TOWN

Meet Dixie, the newest addition to Casa Coleman…..

 

Dixie came home to us on Sunday, 7/22 from a local rescue outfit, Out of the Woods Animal Rescue.  She is five months old and is of unknown parentage, but we suspect a bit of hound, maybe a touch of boxer, along with a tiny amount of pit bull, with some terrier thrown in for good measure, from the look of her ears.  She is awesome, calm and smart (we started “sit” and leash walking yesterday and she caught on quickly. 👏👏👏

Moving along, it’s been a long time since we had a puppy and we haven’t had to cope with the chewing, curiosity and regular trips outside to nail down the housetraining thing. 💦💦💦 She’s done really well with that, no accidents in the house yesterday, hoping the same for today. BUT……I’d forgotten that anything on the floor or within her reach is fair game, finding this when I let down  my puppy destructiveness guard –

Yikes!

I did get it all sorted out and rewound,  but it took a LONG time. 🙂

and this

This used to be a size 1 circ…☹️

Again totally my fault for not retrieving fallen objects and leaving things within snouts reach.  Lucky for me, I’m still trainable. I think.

Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into a friend.  Martin Luther King, Jr.

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The Finger, Spin

The Finger, Spin


is improving.  The original postop dressing worked its way off (thank goodness – it was so big and bulky!) so Mr. iknead wrapped it again for me.  This time it was just right –  not too big and not too tight or too loose.

A masterpiece of finger bandaging.

I crocheted few rows of the Windowpane Scarf last evening,it was slow going and a little awkward, but definitely doable. Maybe I’ll give knitting a try later on today, I’m really close to finishing Clapotis and would really like to get some knitting done on the lonely WIPs that are languishing in the bottoms of assorted bags I have laying around. 🙂

 

SPINNING

It’s been  much easier to spin than knit or crochet with my gimped up finger, so Violet the Spinning Wheel has been put to heavy use this week. This particular roving came from Three Waters Farm and is 100% Falkland Top.  The colorway is Red Hot and Blue.

I’ll be finishing up this particular spinning project today with this lovely stuff waiting in the wings –

This is also from Three Waters Farm, 100% Finn Top.  After spinning brights all spring and summer, this muted purple colorway will be a welcome change.  To be fair though, what you see isn’t always what you get when working with wool.  You just never know for sure what the completed project is going to look like.  It’s like it’s biding its time, getting ready to yell SURPRISE! when it’s all said and done. 😄🤭🎁

Be a yardstick of quality.  Some people aren’t used to an environment where excellence is expected. Steve Jobs

 

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But When Can I Start Knitting Again???

But When Can I Start Knitting Again???


 

FINGER NEWS

Over the last few months, I’ve developed a ganglion cyst at the top joint of my right index finger which has been growing and getting increasingly tender.  I finally went to my local doc, who, in turn, sent me to a hand specialist.  Hand doc recommended excision of cyst, along with some bone spurs that have also gotten larger and more painful.

CUT TO THE CHASE

Had finger surgery yesterday, which went very well according to the hand surgeon (best ever IMHO)

and am now sporting this –

My postop visit is 6/21 – 2 weeks from now.  I’m hoping to have figured out how to knit around the dressing before then. 🤔 If not, then I suppose Mr. iknead will be shopping for a straitjacket. 🤣

ON MY NEEDLES

No doubt most will recognize Clapotis, which has

proven to be a really enjoyable knit!

 

A bit of stitch detail (please disregard cat hair)

Knitted using Baa Ram Ewe Dovestone DK

A blend of 50% Bluefaced Leicester, 25% Wensleydale

dark brown masham

Rhubarb

It’s been YEARS since I picked up a hook and I’ve been pleasantly surprised at how easy it has been to get back into crochet.  This pattern is Windowpane Scarf, using Hobby Lobby Sugarwheel, Green Tea Swirl colorway on a size E crochet hook. Not crazy about the color, but it’ll do. 🙂

Bangkok to Little Rock Countdown continues at T minus 18 days……

Yesterday is history. Tommorrow is a mystery. And today? Today is a gift thats why they call it the present.

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Knit All The Things, Finish None of Them (A Temporary Situation, I Hope)

Knit All The Things, Finish None of Them (A Temporary Situation, I Hope)


ON MY NEEDLES

Due to an overwhelming case of wanting to cast on all the things, my WIP to FO ratio has fallen so far as to be nonexistent.  Every time I pick up whatever catches my eye in the WIP pile, I swear to myself that THIS IS THE ONE, the one that will spark my stick-to-a-tive-ness and soon it will move from the Land of WIPS into the Paradise of FOs. Yeah, still working on that.

Work continues on the Simple Skype Socks.  Link to my project page here.

This project probably would have been finished if I hadn’t noticed a few rows that were cataclysmically   screwed up.  I finally ended up frogging them completely, after trying for at least an hour to tink them back.  Lesson learned, don’t try to tink on the last leg of a 20+ hour trip.  It’s much more efficient to rip and start over.

Don’t even ask me what this hot mess is.  I think it’s a bit of handspun that I decided keep as a single.  This obviously was a mistake on my part.  I got busy and plied it into a double and we’re all a lot happier with the result.  See?

Found my notes on this hot mess!  Yay!  Organic Polwarth from Three Waters Farm Top of the Month Club in Maple and Hickory.

ON MY WHEEL

This is slowly becoming this –

 I’m working on spinning this lovely roving close to laceweight, hoping to end up with a nice sock yarn after plying – a challenge. This roving is from, you guessed it, Three Waters Farm Top of the Month  Club.  It’s a Blueface Leicester wool and called Living Color.

Anybody can make history.  Only a great man can write it.  Oscar Wilde

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I Think I Can Do This Now

I Think I Can Do This Now


One sentence and I already have a lump in my throat……..

Last Thursday, Mr. iknead and I made the decision that no animal lover ever wants to make.  We euthanized our JosiePug due to a combination of acute and chronic issues that she developed over the last few months that were only going to worsen.

Back in February, we learned Josie had developed diabetes, which we started treating with twice a day insulin injections.  This was the easy part.  After getting her sugars under control, she perked right up and was doing well.  I should mention that Josie was 12 years old – almost 13.  We had been noticing for quite a while that she was losing her hearing, or, being a Pug, just ignoring us.  Probably a bit of both if I had to say.  It wasn’t long after her diabetes diagnosis that we could tell her sight wasn’t as good as it had been.  She still got around OK, it was mostly a case of sometimes not being able to find a dropped treat and occasional head bonks if something unfamiliar was in her path, nothing that we couldn’t handle.  We just had to be diligent about not moving familiar things in her path and making sure we put away things that might be a problem after we were finished with them – a good habit at any time.

We medically boarded her for the two and a half weeks while we went to Bangkok to visit Big Mommy, Big Daddy and the grands – the Papoose, the Sprout and the Peach and soaked up as much fam love as possible.

According to our vet and his staff, Josie did well during that time, with good blood sugar control and was tolerating the boarding situation well.

A day or so after we got back, Mr. iknead noticed that her eyes were red and a little runny.  We called the vet and he prescribed Neomycin and steroid eyedrops.  After a couple of days of treatment we could see that the drops weren’t working.  Actually, they were much worse and she showed signs of complete blindness — bumping into things, getting lost in familiar settings, with heavy panting and occasional housebreaking slipups.  This is when we knew we had to start making hard decisions about what sort of treatment we were willing to have her undergo and having an honest, read heartwrenching, discussion with our vet regarding what we were dealing with, treatment outcomes and Josie’s quality of life with or without treatment.  I suppose you could call it an Advance Directive.

Long story short, we were not dealing with conjunctivitis or minor corneal injury – remember, she couldn’t see and was bumping into things, but had an abcess internally in her right eyeball along with a severe corneal ulcer in the left.  The doc said the only treatment he could offer would be to remove her eyes, but since she was already blind, it would just be comfort care.  This was a situation that Mr. iknead and I had already discussed and made a tentative decision on.  We felt, given her age, along with her underlying other problems, insulin dependent diabetes, deafness and the stress she was under, that we needed to let her go, that her quality of life was nowhere near even tolerable and, as much as we wanted her to never leave us, it was selfish of us to prolong her misery to make us feel better.

The end was very peaceful.  The doc gave her an injection to relax and calm her and when she went to sleep, he gave her another injection to finish.  We held her and loved her and told her all about how she was the best Pug ever, the prettiest, the smartest and most lovable baby ever.  We told her that while we were sad, we were happy that her pain and stress would be gone, and she’d again be full of joy and puggy perfection, never missing a treat or a belly rub, and snorting and snoring away.

I don’t care what others think, in my world, ALL DOGS GO TO HEAVEN!

Josie

Hardest post ever!!😭😭😭
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