Casting On: A Roll in the Hay

Ok.  I am ready to cast on for my first pair of socks.  From page 28,  “These are so named for their attractive wheat sheaves stitch pattern. ”   My favorite dpns are the Knit Picks Harmony needles.  They are so smooth and pretty, and they just feel good in my hands.  So needles are ready to go.  I chose some yarn in my stash, because if at all possible, I want to use yarn from my stash.  Although I am not sure that I have enough sock yarn to even be throwing around a word like stash, but I do think I have yarn that will work for this.  That would be Kertzer’s On Your Toes Bamboo in a really light green.  I think it is called “Rainforest Dew”.  That does not conjure images of  wheat sheaves, but let’s see how it goes.

I have not tried to knit socks with bamboo before.  I hear it can be splitty, but I did knit a scarf earlier this year from bamboo, and I had no problems with that.

Those are the details.  Now to cast on 68 stitches.  I can handle that.  I always find myself defaulting to the long tail cast on.  I need to challenge myself to use different cast ons, but I figure I have lots of time for that!  I can also deal with the k2p2 rib pattern.   It’s the modified wheat sheaves pattern which follows which may require me to lock myself in a small room with no stimuli so that I can concentrate on this pattern!

I’ll get back to you to share how it goes.  Oh and the yarn!

And now about Davey:  He had a wonderful time in Texarkana yesterday.  He went to to Chuck E Cheese, where he played lots of games with his Pa.  We went to the park, although it was just too hot to stay for too long.  We went to Target and Davey wandered the toy aisles for an hour.  He is really not that interested in actually buying any toys, he just really likes checking them all out and playing there.  We picked out a few things though.   He got “Don’t Spill the Beans”, but he instead plays a game called “Please do Spill the Beans just as Fast as You Can”!

Joy of Sox!

It’s Tuesday morning, and we are getting ready to go see Pa in Texarkana.  It’s hot here in Arkansas.  Hot and humid.  My hair is just barely long enough for a stubby ponytail.  It’s not glamorous, but it keeps the hair off my neck somewhat!  (except for all the straggly pieces hanging down.)

I am considering a new project.  It might be kind of crazy!  I checked out the knitting book The Joy of Sox by Linda Kopp last week.  I love it.  There are the best sock patterns, and there are such a variety of them.  I am thinking about knitting my way through the book.  I could just learn a ton about all different kinds of socks, and I like nearly every pattern.  The thought of taking some of them on is kind of scaring me, but the challenge would be great!

And no blog post would be complete without mention of Davey.  He’s excited to go to Texarkana.  Chuck E Cheese here we come.  I am taking my knitting!

Time to get this blog moving!

I haven’t posted in forever!  School is out and our summer has begun.

I am tired this morning.  David and I stayed up late watching the Lost finale.  It was crazy.  There were parts about it that I just loved, but there are still so many unanswered questions!  So we stayed up late watching that, and then I dreamed about that darn show the entire night.  Then Davey got into bed with us after he had a bad dream.  So then a good part of the night was him not rolling me off the bed. 🙂

Yesterday we went to see Papa Jerry and Pearl.  We had a nice afternoon with them.  It had been too long since we went out there.  We hope to go back this week and fish with them.   There is this pretty little community lake right outside of Glenwood.  We took Davey there on our way home yesterday.  He loved throwing rocks.

Will put up a few pictures.  We also spent yesterday morning working on our front yard.  The gravel on the walk is done.  We mulched.  We planted some flowers.  I lined the front bed with rocks.  David added a 2×8 board ledge and stained it.  Davey played with his water and pots and pans!

Cooking with Mommy

Davey loves cooking with me.  He said today:  “Mommy, I want to bake a cake.  Do we have all the ingredients?”   Last night he helped me mix up Irish Soda Bread.  (First time I had made that.  It was really good!)

Earlier in the week, I made a pork roast.  I cut up the potatoes, carrots, etc., and he drops them all into the crockpot for me.  He loves to help.

We were making too many sweets, so the other day I had him help me make dog biscuits.  Those went over great with the dogs – no surprise there.  We actually need to make those again.

Naps

Trying to get Davey to take a nap.  He was up late last night and up early this morning, but he is having trouble settling down.  Right now he is in there screeching like a monkey!

We had, as David puts it, about 74 flakes of snow yesterday.  Davey got to experience it just a little bit:

Merry Christmas!

Christmas Eve.  Home with Davey.  We are starting our own traditions (carrying some forward from when we were little.) Today, I have made green bean salad, we have ham from “Heavenly Ham” which is heavenly!, and I am going to make warm potato salad.  (I have not made that before.  I hope the recipe is a good one!)  We will have rolls too.

I made some yeast dough today, and it was not rising.  I had to throw it out and try again!  I don’t know what I did wrong, but it just wasn’t right.  I have to make plum cake because Mom always has it on Christmas morning, along with cinnamon rolls and butterkuchen.   For a short while, I was afraid I was not going to find any plums here.  I did find them though at Brookshires after looking and looking!  (Canned plums are with the pie fillings in case you need to know.)

Davey helped me decorate Christmas cookies.  He does all the sprinkles.  He did a great job.  He also applied some of the chocolate chips.  Before bed, he will open a gift.

Tonight David and I will  watch Elf!

We wanted Davey to take a nap today.  He really did not want to.  He will say that too sometimes.  “I really do not want to eat that, or I really do not want to take a nap!”   Finally he was kind of quiet in there.  Then we heard, “This is so hard.  This is so hard!  I am working hard!”  We thought he was being dramatic about trying to sleep, so  David goes in there, and Davey is practically naked.  He announces that he wants a bath.  He has never totally undressed himself in his life.  He has always been happy to let us do most of that.  Well, off to the bath he went.  He loves baths, and he avoided a nap!

December 2nd?!

It’s December!  December with a 2 year old.  He is getting so excited about Christmas.  I am looking forward to getting the tree.  I almost wrote that I can’t wait to get the tree.  But I can wait, because I am just enjoying every moment of the Christmas season with Davey and David!

We went home for Thanksgiving and had just a fun trip.  We went to an alpaca ranch – very cool.  Alpacas are incredible soft and so sweet.  We went to Arcadia Lake where it was very windy, but Davey built a tower with these great small flat rocks.  We went to a fun restaurant with Karen, Kevin, Mikayla, and Jadyn.  It’s called Pops and is on Route 66.  Every kind of “pop” you can imagine!

I taught Karen, Mikayla and Jadyn to knit!  I didn’t get a single picture of us doing that either, but we had such a fun time.  We went to a yarn store, and then we stayed there to learn to knit.  We sat on two couches.  I got them cast-on, and off they went garter stitching away.  I think they all enjoyed it, and they are still working on their first scarves.

Of course we ate two much.  We add basically two Thanksgiving dinners on Thursday, but it was all delicious and irresistible!

Davey spent a lot of time reading in the car.  I just keep hoping to put that DVD player off for as long as possible.  Forever if possible!

At First Sight

I wanted to share an inspiring story today.  I learned about Eric and Leslie because Eric was one of David’s professors at the University of North Texas.  Leslie is a designer, and she started designing braille-themed jewelry in order to promote Braille awareness. Here is their story:

“In 1997, at my oldest son, Ethan’s, two-month well-baby exam, my husband and I were told, “Brace yourselves; Ethan can’t see.”

After a specialist determined Ethan’s retinas had detached, we took him for surgery to attempt to re-attach them. One month later, we were told the surgery had not been successful and were offered a rather stark idea of what Ethan might be doing.

With a gift from my grandmother, I was fortunate to be able to leave my full-time job. I wanted to be completely involved in Ethan’s educational and developmental early intervention program, which began in our home when Ethan was three months old. Fortunately, our first teacher of the visually impaired (TVI) was wonderfully forthright, assuring us with an easy air that Ethan would naturally be a reader because my husband and I are avid readers. We were, to say the least, a little daunted.

We set out to learn all we could about Braille though, and were completely astounded to learn what would come to completely change our lives: as few as 10% of people who are blind or visually impaired actually read Braille. We wondered what the other 90% were doing to deliciously pass free time on a summer evening, or how they applied for jobs, or read to their children or grandchildren. We soon found out many people who are visually impaired are told to, “Try a little harder,” to read print, or that older people who’ve lost all or most of their sight think they are too old to learn. One man I spoke to was actually told by a professional rehabilitator, “You won’t learn Braille until you’re totally blind,” which he of course, believed. A professional should know, right?

How easy it would be if these thousands of people, young and old, knew how easy it is to learn at least alphabetic Braille at any age and how liberating it is to read and write Braille even if there is some residual vision. As one woman who is visually impaired says, “Reading print when you’re visually impaired is a little like trying to listen to a radio station that’s not quite within range. You have to work so hard to hear the music it almost completely negates the listening experience. So, when you learn to read Braille, it’s like hearing a symphony clearly for the first time.”

When Ethan was first receiving TVI services we didn’t realize, but quickly learned, not all professionals in the blindness community have the same philosophy about teaching Braille pre-reading skills to infants and toddlers as our first teacher. When Ethan was about two and a half years old, we asked when Braille books were going to be used during his class times. Our highly-regarded teacher replied, “Oh, Ethan’s too young to start Braille pre-reading.” When is any child too young for reading?

With all of this in mind, in 2001, when I began making and selling fashion jewelry, I soon noticed many items (most mass-produced) incorporated Balinese-style, almost Braille-like beadwork called granulation. Since Ethan was immersed in Braille for his first year, it was always around us and I started thinking about creating a fun, funky line of Braille fashion jewelry. I knew other lines of Braille jewelry were being designed, but I wanted something different; something that seamlessly combined the aesthetics of design and the functionality of Braille so that people would be as interested in and attracted to it as they are to jewelry or fabrics with Asian characters or 18th century French script. I wanted to offer pieces anyone would want to wear.

I started shopping the idea around to a variety of wholesale jewelers and got, “No,” or even, “Why should they care? They can’t see,” from most everyone. One day, as I was selling jewelry in a local Starbuck’s, two men looking at my jewelry told me they were mass production jewelers from China. After sharing my ideas with them (starting with explaining what Braille is) they told me, “If you can draw it, we will make it.”

After several failed attempts at transferring design ideas via telephone and Internet, I flew to China in January 2002 and had 2000 of the world’s first mass produced Braille heart pendants manufactured and sent just before Valentine’s Day.

Having launched my first few pieces, my intent is to promote Braille literacy within the blind and sighted communities by offering fun, reasonably priced fashion jewelry for everyone. By playing upon the visual elements of Braille, I hope to introduce the lyrical quality, as well as the importance of it, to people who know little about it.

She makes beautiful pieces of art, and I love their purpose.   I was also very surprised to learn that only a small percentage of people who could benefit from knowing Braille actually do learn it.  I had never considered learning Braille at an older age in order to preserve the ability to read after a person’s sight declines.

(Leslie’s husband, Eric, is a graphic design professor who has also done a tremendous amount of work to promote the reading of Braille.   He has designed books that are made for parent and child to read together.  You can read about it here: http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/fea/family/stories/DN-NFM_blind_0209liv.ART0.State.Edition1.c636455.html)

You can see more of Leslie’s beautiful work and learn more here:

http://braillejewelry.blogspot.com/

You can become a fan on facebook too at:

http://www.facebook.com/pages/At-First-Sight-Braille-Jewelry/175545662529?ref=mf#/pages/At-First-Sight-Braille-Jewelry/175545662529?v=app_6261817190&ref=mf

Not so good at zippers

I am not very good with zippers. Ok I should clarify – coat zippers. Pants zippers – no problem. But I guess for years, I didn’t wear coats with zippers, and I guess I got out of practice. Or I was never very good at maneuvering them in the first place.

So I told that to Davey yesterday when I was trying to zip up his coat. I have no chance of zipping it up standing in front of him. I have to stand behind him and then it still is a battle at times. I said, “Davey, Mommy is not so good at zippers.”

So yesterday afternoon, when he woke up from his nap he said, “I’m not so good at sleeping”. I said, “no no you are great. You took a great nap!”

Today, I was trying to zip up his jacket again. He said to me as I struggled, “Mommy, you are not so good with zippers.” I said, “Nope. I’m sure not!”

Turns out yesterday, David was trying to zip Davey up and Davey said to him, “Daddy are you good with zippers?” David told him yes. Then Davey said, “Mommy’s not so good with zippers”.

Guess that stuck with him! Sweet boy.