We have a cover!

The cover is finally on line for Knock Down Knits, thought it’s not up on Amazon yet.

Check it out!

I’m pretty pleased with the way everything is coming together so far. I can’t wait to see the actual layout and what was done with all the model shots and live shots!

We have a cover!

The cover is finally on line for Knock Down Knits, thought it’s not up on Amazon yet.

Check it out!

I’m pretty pleased with the way everything is coming together so far. I can’t wait to see the actual layout and what was done with all the model shots and live shots!

Hermione Hat finished!

Whew! This pattern was really, really simple. It just took me a while since I actually had to sit there, count rows, and read the pattern. The cable work was pretty breezy too.
Sorry for the crappy pic, but I forgot my camera today and had to try and take a picture of myself with my cell phone!It fits perfect, is warm and snuggly, perfect for the cold, nasty, first day of spring we’re having!

Hermione Hat finished!

Whew! This pattern was really, really simple. It just took me a while since I actually had to sit there, count rows, and read the pattern. The cable work was pretty breezy too.
Sorry for the crappy pic, but I forgot my camera today and had to try and take a picture of myself with my cell phone!It fits perfect, is warm and snuggly, perfect for the cold, nasty, first day of spring we’re having!

Hermione Hat finished!

Whew! This pattern was really, really simple. It just took me a while since I actually had to sit there, count rows, and read the pattern. The cable work was pretty breezy too.
Sorry for the crappy pic, but I forgot my camera today and had to try and take a picture of myself with my cell phone!It fits perfect, is warm and snuggly, perfect for the cold, nasty, first day of spring we’re having!

Seriously????

Is this the way my day is going today?

After a horrific night last night, in which I came home in a grumpy mood, helped tend to Sassy Burrito, who is recovering from her spaying, went to bed and TRIED to sleep, I woke up with the worst knee pain ever. I suspect it’s because the above mentioned Sassy Burrito managed to make her 5.2lb ass take up half the bed. And if you tried to move her at all, she started crying. Hearing something that tiny cry when YOU are the one who took her to the vet for the surgery makes it pretty hard to not just give her whatever she wants. (It’s all made worse by the fact that they said she is too small for any pain killers)
Anyway, this morning.
I limp into work, then run to get milk at the store. As I’m getting ready to leave, this guy is checking me out. Hell yes I think! Hair in sloppy pigtails, oversized hoodie on, baggy jeans, no make up, and I am getting CHECKED OUT ANYWAY! Whoohooo! I casually move to flip my hood up as I head outside into the rain and….
Get my keys stuck in my hair. I had to try and casually play off the fact that my key ring was completely tangled into the top of my head.

Ugh.

Can I go back to bed yet???

Seriously????

Is this the way my day is going today?

After a horrific night last night, in which I came home in a grumpy mood, helped tend to Sassy Burrito, who is recovering from her spaying, went to bed and TRIED to sleep, I woke up with the worst knee pain ever. I suspect it’s because the above mentioned Sassy Burrito managed to make her 5.2lb ass take up half the bed. And if you tried to move her at all, she started crying. Hearing something that tiny cry when YOU are the one who took her to the vet for the surgery makes it pretty hard to not just give her whatever she wants. (It’s all made worse by the fact that they said she is too small for any pain killers)
Anyway, this morning.
I limp into work, then run to get milk at the store. As I’m getting ready to leave, this guy is checking me out. Hell yes I think! Hair in sloppy pigtails, oversized hoodie on, baggy jeans, no make up, and I am getting CHECKED OUT ANYWAY! Whoohooo! I casually move to flip my hood up as I head outside into the rain and….
Get my keys stuck in my hair. I had to try and casually play off the fact that my key ring was completely tangled into the top of my head.

Ugh.

Can I go back to bed yet???

Seriously????

Is this the way my day is going today?

After a horrific night last night, in which I came home in a grumpy mood, helped tend to Sassy Burrito, who is recovering from her spaying, went to bed and TRIED to sleep, I woke up with the worst knee pain ever. I suspect it’s because the above mentioned Sassy Burrito managed to make her 5.2lb ass take up half the bed. And if you tried to move her at all, she started crying. Hearing something that tiny cry when YOU are the one who took her to the vet for the surgery makes it pretty hard to not just give her whatever she wants. (It’s all made worse by the fact that they said she is too small for any pain killers)
Anyway, this morning.
I limp into work, then run to get milk at the store. As I’m getting ready to leave, this guy is checking me out. Hell yes I think! Hair in sloppy pigtails, oversized hoodie on, baggy jeans, no make up, and I am getting CHECKED OUT ANYWAY! Whoohooo! I casually move to flip my hood up as I head outside into the rain and….
Get my keys stuck in my hair. I had to try and casually play off the fact that my key ring was completely tangled into the top of my head.

Ugh.

Can I go back to bed yet???

Babies and blahs…

I spent all day yesterday looking out at the bright sunshine and sunny skies. We put our outdoor tables out, opened up the doors to the shop and dreamed of getting off work at 4pm to go “play”. Callie came over after work, we laced up our skates and hit the street, while the boys took our combined herd of dogs (all 5 of them between us) and went walking. We made it about 2 laps around the neighborhood before the rain started.
Boo.
In better news, one of our customers is adopting from Ethiopia. That is one of our “top choice” countries, but not many agencies are working with them, since it’s such a new program. This customer though, gave me the name of the agency around here that does, so we’ll hit the informational meeting!
It feels like their are so many agencies to choose from, but finding the right one can feel a bit impossible. The first one I went to seemed nice, but I just didn’t feel a “fit”. It was very formal, they spent most of the time talking about domestic infant adoption, and while I was open to their “plan three”which was for a domestic african american infant, they only did open adoption. I’m sorry that I’m not modern, or hip enough for that. But listening to some of the stories from parents that had adopted with the open adoption, I know it’s just not something I’m comfortable with. There was one family that had the birth mother come to the kids first two birthday parties. Understand that I’m not knocking this in any way. I think it’s absolutely a wonderful thing, if that is what you’re comfortable with. I just know that I am not, so I shouldn’t get involved with a program like that, just because I want a child so badly. If it takes me longer to go another route, than that is just what will happen!

Babies and blahs…

I spent all day yesterday looking out at the bright sunshine and sunny skies. We put our outdoor tables out, opened up the doors to the shop and dreamed of getting off work at 4pm to go “play”. Callie came over after work, we laced up our skates and hit the street, while the boys took our combined herd of dogs (all 5 of them between us) and went walking. We made it about 2 laps around the neighborhood before the rain started.
Boo.
In better news, one of our customers is adopting from Ethiopia. That is one of our “top choice” countries, but not many agencies are working with them, since it’s such a new program. This customer though, gave me the name of the agency around here that does, so we’ll hit the informational meeting!
It feels like their are so many agencies to choose from, but finding the right one can feel a bit impossible. The first one I went to seemed nice, but I just didn’t feel a “fit”. It was very formal, they spent most of the time talking about domestic infant adoption, and while I was open to their “plan three”which was for a domestic african american infant, they only did open adoption. I’m sorry that I’m not modern, or hip enough for that. But listening to some of the stories from parents that had adopted with the open adoption, I know it’s just not something I’m comfortable with. There was one family that had the birth mother come to the kids first two birthday parties. Understand that I’m not knocking this in any way. I think it’s absolutely a wonderful thing, if that is what you’re comfortable with. I just know that I am not, so I shouldn’t get involved with a program like that, just because I want a child so badly. If it takes me longer to go another route, than that is just what will happen!