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Secrets and Obsessions


I finished a blanket!! And, by my deadline! (check out Rav for the details.)

I’d been wanting to make Babette (which is crocheted! ::gasp::) because it’s just so freaking pretty – and it reminded me of the blankets that my grandma used to have – but with a nice new modern feel. But I knew that if I made the blanket for myself, it would take years. Probably even longer than my log cabin did.

So I pitched the idea to my mom (the one with the mad crochet skillz) that we BOTH work on it and present it to my sister as a graduation present. She liked the idea and one awesome yarn-shopping-trip later, we were all set to go. I did crochet some of the squares, though my mom did more than her share. I had the awesome job of seaming, weaving in the ends and making the border. The fun stuff right?

It was worth it. My sister likes it, and as a friend said: It’ll be perfect for those movie nights.

Next up:


I started a new, mindless sock.  I lurve it.  The yarn came from a sock blank swap that we had over on Ravelry and the package totally made my day.

I know that I promised that I was going to design a sock and show you the whole project along the way… but there are a few things stopping me right now, only one of which is that I haven’t yet come up with a stitch pattern that I want to use.  The other thing?

I have an addiction.  An obsession really.

I’ve become a twilight fan.

Luckily, I only started the series 2 weeks ago so I haven’t had to wait that long for the final book to come out (tonight.  Midnight.  Eeek!) – but I’ve re-read all the three books and I can’t stop thinking about it.  I joined a Ravelry group and it’s more than 3/4 of my posts (out of the last 30 days) on Ravelry now.  At knitting night last night, I was yelled at more than once for checking out some of the latest posts on the topic.

As you can imagine, reading about 2,000 pages twice (and daydreaming about irresistible vampires) has seriously cut into the knitting time.

Anyway.  I was ashamed and hiding my addiction, but now I just don’t care – I fully acknowledge that I have an addiction.  Kalani reminded me that this is the first step.  This should all be over in a few days and then I’ll hopefully be back to my knitting self.

And Mom?  You still cannot read these books.  Edward is mine and I don’t want him in your head.  I’m just not comfortable with that. Really, I’m just trying to protect you from this terrible addiction.  Yea.  That’s it.  I’m just looking out for your best interest.

My Holiday


What a great weekend! We’re a great, crazy bunch. Here’s how the weekend went:

I at some raspberries. Fresh from my mom’s bushes.


We played some cards and ate some yummy food.


We hung around and waited for the fireworks to start (there were 30 of us watching the fireworks).


They were bright.


And a little crazy.


And beautiful.


All these photos taken by me. On my honor. With help from this tutorial.


There were babies.


Adorable, very photogenic babies.


Such cute babies.


There was some intense cardboard boat building.


Some intense boat racing.


A huge crowd to cheer on the boaters.


We don’t actually know who the people in the real boats are. Apparently they thought racing cardboard boats was an oddity worth watching.


There were some prizes. My team won the titanic award. We literally went down in flames.


There was the charity auction. My sleep mask brought in $55. The bottle of Oliver wine that I donated at the last minute brought in $70! The total donation from the auction? $5,600!!!!

And because we’re not fun enough… we had a pinata too!


Whew. I’m exhausted. Click over to the flickr set for more photos.

My Favorite

If you’ll remember, today is my favorite holiday ever. Hopefully in a few days, I’ll give you some photographic proof of this holiday’s awesomeness in the way that my family celebrates it… but I have to remember to take photos. In the meantime, this holiday involves:

  • a smattering of my 50 aunts and uncles (on one side)
  • A selection of my 59 cousins (on one side) and 12 second cousins (I think that’s the term I want. Second and third always confuse me).
  • Tons of food. Including beef from the cows my parents raise (with no chemicals or gross stuff)
  • Raspberries. From my mom’s bushes. That means they’re free and all-I-can-pick.
  • A boat regatta. Of the cardboard variety. Yup. We really do that.
  • Swimming, boating and general frolicking in the best lake ever.

Oh! I almost forgot! I have a contest winner to announce!


Comment number 32 was….


Blogless Angela Noel! She’s been sent an email!

In other news… please everyone be safe with the big fire-exploding-making. Fireworks are not toys. They are fire. Just thought it was worth a review. Um. Yay!

…and I suck at sewing.

Hi! My name is Nicole and I suck at sewing (and the crappy photography doesn’t help).

Anyway. I was inspired/jealous/peer-pressured/whatever by my knitting friend’s fabulous infinity dress. And I wanted to make one too. So I stopped at Jo-ann’s and bought some knit fabric (polyester, yuk) to make my own.

I was not as successful and I would have hoped. The dress involves ONE seam. One. Sewed. Seam. And I couldn’t even get it right. Here’s my timeline of the project (not a recommended avenue for your own dress):

  1. Cut straps. Say to self “there’s tons of extra fabric at the end. I’ll be able to make a skirt, no problem.
  2. Cut waist band. Wish really hard that there was some sort of direction in the “recipe” for how thick the waistband should be (clearly, my first attempt, 4 inches was too wide). Otherwise, the recipe was very helpful.
  3. Hold up the remaining rectangle shape. Think to self “Hmm. this is going to be a short skirt. This might be a problem.” Consider the possibility that the other large chunk of “leftovers” might be the skirt section and then dismiss this possibility upon closer examination. Decide to continue without serious concern.
  4. Make the rectangle more rounded, hoping to preserve as much length as possible. Decide that instead of cutting a hole in the skirt, a slit would preserve the most length in all directions. Cut a slit large enough to go around hips.
  5. Step into skirt (to make sure the slit is wide enough) and consider again the fact that this is turning out to be a bit risque.
  6. Remember Huan-Hua’s advice and attempt to pin all the pieces together, all the way around the waist.
  7. Begin sewing. Curse the long straps (that get in the way). Have general frustration.
  8. Finish the seam, hold up the dress, right side facing… and see 3 giant spaces where the seam did not go where it was supposed to and there are giant gaps.
  9. Attempt 8 times (or so) to close these gaps, in the process shortening the skirt by milimeters each time. Finally decide that 2 of these gaps are now small enough that they are not important, particularly when the straps can be wrapped such that the seams essentially disappear.
  10. Try on dress, realize that it shows a LOT of leg. Like a lot. Also realize that I may be a bit too… busty to wear the dress low enough to cover leg without sacrificing support and side coverage.
  11. “Grrr.”
  12. Decide to call it a learning experience and not obsess, move on to next project.
  13. Just before closing out the firefox tab of the recipe, read that this dress could be worn as a top. Genius.
  14. Decide that next time, I will make the straps wider (for less revealing side boobage) and double check the width of the fabric before I buy so that I can be sure the skirt will be long enough.

Here’s another photo, this time of the back.


Belated Father’s Day Post


My dad just called me, laughing hysterically.  This is how the conversation went:

Me: Hi dad.

Dad: What happens when a cat eats a ball of yarn?

Me: It gets a really bad hairball?

Dad: No.  It has mittens! *laughs*

Dad: Isn’t that funny?

Me: No.  It’s terrible actually.

Dad: No.  It’s funny.

Me: No it’s not.  It’s terrible.  It barely even makes sense.

Dad: Nuh uh.  It’s funny.  I bet you tell it to someone within 24 hours.

So there you have it.  I guess I told a lot of people.

The more important thing:  Is it in the “Father’s Manual” to tell lame jokes?  What’s the protocol to get that chapter amended?

Dad’s Muffins

Today is my Dad’s birthday! In honor of this, I’ve been developing a special muffin recipe (because he loves when I bake). I wanted to share it with you because I’m really, really happy with the recipe I’ve developed! It’s super yummy – really heart-healthy and moist and filling! I’m sorry I don’t have any photos. The two times I’ve made them I eat them so fast I forget to take a photo 🙂

  • 2/3 C Milk
  • 1/3 C Packed Brown Sugar
  • 2 T applesauce
  • 1 medium egg
  • 2 C Bisquick
  • 1/2 C quick cook oats
  • 1 C frozen cranberries, thawed and cut in 1/2
  1. Preheat oven to 400 degrees farenheit.
  2. Mix the milk, brown sugar, applesauce, and egg together.
  3. Add in the oats andBiscuick – careful with the stirring – you only want it to be just moistened (it’s ok if you have some chucks of the Bisquick still in there). If you over-stir the texture won’t be as good.
  4. Fold in the cranberries. Again, don’t stir very much.
  5. Pour into 6 over-size muffin cups. I have a silicone pan so I don’t have to grease or line. You should probably grease or line your pan.
  6. Bake for 28-30 minutes. If you used a stone or metal pan, remove from the pan immediately.
  7. If yo used a 12-muffin pan, bake for 18-22 minutes and also remove immediately if you used a stone or metal pan.

My Happy Box!

A few months ago, I wrote about my “happy box.” I got a lot of comments about it and so I wanted to go into some more detail here. Basically, I put things in my happy box that make me happy.  When I get depressed or down, I pull it out and leaf through it for inspiration and a lift.  In doing this, I’m also inspired by The Happiness Project and wanted to share something that contributes to my happiness. I hope that I inspire you to find some of your own happiness. Feel free to borrow my idea – but remember that what makes me happy is going to be different than what makes you happy.

First, you’ll need a box. I used an old photo box until it was too small. This is what I’ve been using for the past few months:


I have a variety of “stuff” in my happy box. Since I’m a knitter, I have a swatch and photo of my first sweater…


I also thought it was important to put my favorite book in my happy box….


It’s by Eva Ibbotson. True, it’s sappy. But it makes me happy, and that’s the point of my happy box. I also have some more sentimental stuff in there – like letters and notes from my parents and family (that say more than just “we miss you.” – things like “we’re proud of you…”)….


I also have notes and cards from my residents from when I was an RA. I have a few from my current RAs that I supervise – and after they get taken off my refridgerator, I’ll put them in this box too….


I also have a note of encouragement from my grandpa (who is no longer with us)… I’d forgotten I had this and when I found it last spring, I cried as I read it….

Of course, I also have plenty of photos – of family, my awesome summer working at the yarn store (click the photo to see tags of who is who and stories behind them….)


And finally… I like to have things that make me laugh. Like this article for example…


It’s an article about a bunch of old women who tried to register for the army and staged a protest when the army wouldn’t accept them. It’s full of humor, wisdom and the best things in life. It makes me smile.

That’s a collection of some of the stuff in my happy box. What would you have in your happy box?


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Mom's Sweater (the body is done)

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Grandma's Socks
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Raindrop Lace

Lace Leaves Scarf from Scarf Style
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Stupid Ugly Mitten
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