Starting Over

Sometimes you just have to start over.  This is not a profound statement about life (although, it does happen every now and again)...I'm talking about knitting. 

I've been working on a little hat/mitten/scarf combo for Colleen's friend Sarah.  Sarah requested that the scarf be kind of feathery.  I've never really done any intricate work like this before, but I figured I probably had the skill so I thought I'd give it a try. 

I have this sweet book called Faith, Hope, Love, Knitting that my friend Angela gave me and there was a pattern for a sweater that I thought I'd adjust into a scarf. 

The directions for the main part were pretty understandable, mostly yarn overs, and k2togs, but the edging had a lot of new stuff that I'd never done before, such as cables and bobbles.  I forged ahead even though I didn't really quite understand what I was doing.  Well let me tell you, it didn't look awesome.  I showed it to Michael who usually says, "That looks nice" to everything I show him.  He looked at it with a raised eyebrow and said, "That doesn't look very good."  Of course I didn't want to hear that, I wanted to hear that the mistakes weren't noticeable at all, and I could continue plugging along.  However, I knew that he was right.  (Grumble, grumble)



This looks like booty.

So, I started over.  I wasn't ready to pull out all my work, so I actually started over with a new skein of yarn.  And you know what?  It looked much better.  It looked like it was supposed to look.  And it was much easier the second time around. 

Now the scarf is coming along nicely.  I guess starting over isn't so bad. 

Streetwalker

I saw this slushee as I was driving home from work.  I don't know why but I always find these guys so amusing. 

Bottles

I had really good intentions of blogging extensively about my trip to Michigan, such good intentions.  But the weeks keep creeping by and I keep ignoring this blog because those posts are so long.  I think I need to post random stuff and throw in a little Michigan here and there.  I told myself that it is okay if this blog is not chronological.  It's okay. 

So here is random for you:  I love glass bottles.  I love glass in general, I don't really know why.  I think because it is so sturdy and so delicate all at the same time.  I like the way light shines through colored glass.  I also like to collect things.  Michael and Colleen both call me a magpie, and glass bottles are a very cheap thing to collect.  When I lived in Saratoga, I had a nice little glass bottle collection in the corner of my craft room.  Here is a cute picture of Katya with the bottles in the background.

Here is a not cute picture of me with a better view of the bottles (a little blurry, but you get the idea). 

Now I am living in a small apartment, which means not a lot of room for knick knacky things.  I also don't want to spend any money on decorating (even though I LOVE to decorate) because I know this is a temporary dwelling.  So, here is my cheap, fun, decorating in the kitchen. 

I think these Izze bottles are so cool.  I love the big, twinkly, sticker and the bold colors. 

Also, check out our awesome old-school stove. 

Glass bottles = twinkly happiness.  Yay!