All found on the Facebook timeline of Sandy and Richard Ricardi.
She calls it Beeswax Scarf, but I call it Tumbling Dice.
The Marley Blanket, a stashbuster to end all stashbusters.
Reblog to save a thigh.
This could be fun.
Oh, those microwaves.
How to deal with an infestation of kittens.
Another pair of double-thick socks!
Yarns: Zwerger Garn Opal Schafpate ‘8903 Silberdistel‘ and Kollage Yarns Sock-a-licious 7803.
Needles: US#2-1/2 (foot and ankle) and US#4 (leg).
Pattern: Wendy’s Generic Toe-Up Sock.
Note that the legs are done in 1×1 ribbing. That is slower to knit, but I recently realized that I needed some double-thick socks with ribbed legs. Last fall I bought a smock-type dress in dark blue-gray heavy cotton, which I wear with tights and ankle boots (mine are almost identical to these, same brand, but not nearly as tall). Because me feet tend to get cold, I also wear a pair of coordinating heavy socks folded down over the boot tops. That means that what is exposed is reverse stockinette, and that offends me. Hence, ribbed and reversible lags.
o.m.g. brain flash! Wear the totally stockinette socks inside out = problem solved!
You know how sometimes all you need to do is verbalize a question or problem and it solves itself? That’s what just happened. Thank you for your support 🙂
*Full disclosure: I started these socks weeks? months? ago, but I got really sick of them hanging around, so I spent one evening of TV-watching last week to finish the darned things.
While I found myself in a frogging mood, I unraveled another thing that had been a WIP since at least November 2014.
I found this photo from January 2015, when I added the project to Ravelry.
How it looked pre-frogging.
Why it was being frogged.
It is a little hard to tell from the photo, but the edge of the shawl was w-a-y tight. That is a perennial problem with crescent-shaped shawls, but it was even worse with this one because that variegated yarn had absolutely zero elasticity. The light and dark gray-blue are both Knit Picks Gloss fingering (70/30 merino/silk); the variegated is a handspun wool/mohair blend (my memory tells me that it had some llama in it, too (the spinner does have llamas) but Ravelry disagrees).
There are ways to combat that excessive tightness at the edge, primarily by doing a yarnover one stitch in from the edge, then dropping it on the next row; that adds a few extra millimeters of yarn at the edge every other row. I tried that, but it wasn’t enough — the edge was still very, very tight.
The real problem, I think, was that I was having so much trouble keeping track of which row of the pattern I was on. Anyway, I decided there was little to no chance I would ever finish this, so to the frog pond it went.
I do really like those three colors of yarn together, so I shall have to find another pattern.
Elder Son will finish his residency in family medicine in June. Last weekend he was flown to New Mexico to interview for 3-4 days at the Indian Health Service medical facility on the Zuni reservation there. His best friend from med school, who has similar values and aspirations to practice world medicine, started working there last year, and ES had questioned him extensively about what it was like, its strengths and weaknesses, etc. It all sounded pretty good to him; hence, the application and interview. He will start there later this year. Even better, his girlfriend is going with him. Amanda is a delightful person, and we are very happy for both of them. Love!
When we talked to him on Saturday, he offered this mathematical equation. If M=the number of medical schools he applied to, R=the number of residency programs he matched with (accepted at), and J=the number of jobs he applied to, then:
M times R times J = 2.
The equation for a more typical doctor would be something like this:
8 times 5 times 10 = 400.
I told him this reminded me a lot of all the times he would call home during college and tell us about the test he took, didn’t study for, and got an A. Sometimes luck is as important as skill and knowledge.
Bats make good bookkeepers. Who knew?
Our dogs when Smokey opens the treat can.
Updated candy slogans.
Dictator chic. via martinimade.com
Humans are adorable.