<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:04:18.093-05:00</updated><category term='rob'/><category term='Knitty'/><category term='220'/><category term='hat'/><category term='cascade'/><category term='malabrigo'/><category term='knitter&apos;s'/><category term='Purl'/><category term='jared flood'/><category term='socks'/><category term='Sesame Street'/><category term='Royal Tenenbaums'/><category term='zimmermann'/><category term='calorimetry'/><category term='henry'/><category term='capelet'/><category term='ganomy'/><category term='Bat for Lashes'/><category term='spunky'/><category term='Lego'/><category term='argosy scarf'/><category term='rollins'/><category term='eclectic'/><category term='almanac'/><category term='mittens'/><category term='cobblestone pullover'/><category term='Indiana Jones'/><category term='Wilbraham'/><category term='zombie'/><category term='Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou'/><category term='neckwarmer'/><category term='girlfriend&apos;s swing coat'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Dahlia'/><category term='shortrows'/><category term='Eliott Smith'/><title type='text'>ShopDaughter</title><subtitle type='html'>The knitting adventures of a yarn shop owners daughter</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-961284075697406631</id><published>2008-06-30T09:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T15:33:16.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On my loss of Knitting Mojo</title><content type='html'>I haven't been knitting. At all. It's been well over a month since I've picked up the needles. There is no rhyme or reason to it. I've been analyzing it to death and this is what I've come up with. I do, however, need to preface with a little history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the day I was a HUGE &lt;a href="http://www.foxhome.com/xfilesportal/"&gt;X-Files &lt;/a&gt; fan. The &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120902/"&gt;movie &lt;/a&gt; came out, I went to the theater to see it and never watched the television series again. I didn't hate the movie but I also didn't think it was done as well as the series. Not too long ago, I was a HUGE fan of &lt;a href="http://www.whitestripes.com/"&gt;The White Stripes&lt;/a&gt;, so much so I contemplated some black, red, and white body art. O and I saw them in concert at the &lt;a href="http://auditoriumtheatre.org/wb/"&gt;Auditorium Theatre&lt;/a&gt; a couple years back (where I must add, Takoda performed at about a month ago). The concert was incredible. But, you guessed it, I have not listened (intentionally) to them since. I can't explain it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, onto the lack of knitting. I'm still teaching classes, I just haven't knit any of &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; items. Do I equate it to the poor weather and the &lt;a href="http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog/archives/2008/06/22/chicago_redux.html"&gt;Harlot&lt;/a&gt; not coming the first time? A big disappointment, although we all had so much fun. Or is it subconsciously due to the fact that I thought I may never knit again because my &lt;a href="http://www.malabrigoyarn.com/"&gt;favorite yarn &lt;/a&gt;underwent a huge set back and I thought for sure it was over for them? I continue to scour &lt;a href="https://www.ravelry.com/account/login"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt; for inspiration to no avail. My knitting kin keep urging me to go forth and knit. I've lost my mojo. And, I'm rather indifferent about it. I've done the whole "Well, what is knitting &lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt; about anyway?" I thought for sure when the Harlot did come, I'd get my groove back. Nope. I even thought this picture of &lt;a href="http://the-panopticon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Franklin&lt;/a&gt; and myself would do it. Nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EGZAhMI4xik/SGkTsmZnNJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JAWul9egDYI/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EGZAhMI4xik/SGkTsmZnNJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JAWul9egDYI/s320/Image075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217723300228576402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(side note: Franklin came to the Shop on Harlot day sans camera so he used my phone for the pic ~ please note how he totally looks perfect and I'm all blurry LOL. Side note to Franklin, it took me until this very day to figure out how to get the pic off my silly phone which is why I never emailed it to you &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the knitting bug doesn't come and bite me in the rear really quick, I just may have to pass all my Malabrigo onto &lt;a href="http://kniftyred.blogspot.com/2008/06/recovery.html"&gt;Kris&lt;/a&gt;, as she has far too many compromising pictures of me. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, I am welcoming any and all suggestions during this difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the kids and I are headed to the East Coast next Tuesday for 3 full weeks!! Woo Hoo! I miss my family terribly and we are all very excited to go for our annual trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-961284075697406631?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/961284075697406631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=961284075697406631' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/961284075697406631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/961284075697406631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-my-loss-of-knitting-mojo.html' title='On my loss of Knitting Mojo'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EGZAhMI4xik/SGkTsmZnNJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/JAWul9egDYI/s72-c/Image075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-6186457655432251834</id><published>2008-04-26T20:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:40:36.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm an Arse</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's true.  The &lt;a href="http://yarnharlot.ca/blog/"&gt;Harlot&lt;/a&gt; was due in Chicago last night.  When we were first informed of the wonderful news that we "got" her, I was so excited!  I immediately came up with the zany idea of wearing everything I've ever knitted, yes, everything.  I was even going to knit myself some bloomers for the occassion.  My dear mother was appalled at the idea and I nixed it.  Exactly one day prior to the anticipated event, I got the thumbs up AND a partner in crime.  Beth had agreed to go as a goof with me!  Yippie!!!  Early Friday I did a fashion show for our local SNB gals and the wonderful &lt;a href="http://knitterary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Theresa&lt;/a&gt; has already posted the evidence.  Of course, this is not everything I've ever knit, but these are the items that I knit for myself and 2 of The Husbands discarded items.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were expecting 450 wonderful knitters at the Oak Lawn Hilton in anticipation of her arrival.  Mother Nature was not kind, and darling Stephanie spent hours upon hours in the airport and on the tarmac in Toronto, Canada.  By the time I arrived at the Hilton I was terribly sad and most of the knitters had either headed home or were yuckin' it up in the bar ~ lucky dogs!!!  I was telling a few women whom I've become rather fond of, all about my devious plan.  They gave me the nudge I needed and Auntie Kay escorted me down the center isle of the maybe 50 women left in the ballroom fully clad in pounds of 100% wool.  Just a little cheer is all it took and I was up on stage.  More cheers, some laughter, and it was all over.  With no music, I performed an impromtu burlesque show.  Sigh.  And, honestly, all that was going through my mind was "Oh God!  Why oh why can't I love to knit with cotton?!!"  I can't begin to tell you how hot I was in all that sheep! And, of course, "Where oh where is Beth?!?!?"  She, actually looked beautiful in all her extremely talented knits, not goofy like me.  Except of course, her hats.  She had approximately 6 hats atop her tiny head.  Hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who attended.  It was a wonderful time despite the unexpected outcome.  The good news??  Stephanie is rescheduling!!!  :D  . . . and I have time to knit COTTON bloomers ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-6186457655432251834?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/6186457655432251834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=6186457655432251834' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/6186457655432251834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/6186457655432251834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-arse.html' title='I&apos;m an Arse'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-1301184091620896152</id><published>2008-03-26T18:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:48:31.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're a knitter when. . .</title><content type='html'>Last Monday, I finished my legwarmers. Legwarmers? No, I don't dance. I used to, but once I hit my infamous teen years "formal" extracurricular activities were tossed aside. I'm not attempting to relive the Flashdance style of the eighties. It is all about the yarn. Seriously. Of course it was Malabrigo and of course it screamed to me every single time I walked past it in the shelf of the shop. It was Malabrigo worsted in the colorway "Mariposa", which means "butterfly". Beautifully stunning greens, greys, purples, yellows STUNNING! The problem? It looked like poop held up to my face. Poop, I tell you. I was CRUSHED. The solution? A hand knit garment in my favorite yarn that would be nowhere near my face and definitely NOT a bag!! What else but legwarmers? Quick as a bunny I snatched up 2 skeins and cast on ~ one skein per leg heh heh, talk about COZY!!! Lickety split they were done and perfect! But, what oh what to wear with with them? So, last Tuesday, I went shopping. I own a fairly cute denim skirt so all I really needed was a shirt. I poked and poked and poked around Macy's for what seemed like an eternity until it literally jumped off of the rack and slapped me across the face. I am the epitome of casual, really, I am. So, the shirt I picked is a long sleeved heather grey tee shirt with embroidered details. A perfect match. I had to wait until Saturday to wear the whole ensemble to the shop, but I tried it all on for my dear dear Eiley. "Oh mommy, you look beautiful." (my poor kids NEVER see me in a skirt LOL) "Thank you, Eiley, but what do you think of the legwarmers?" She looked down and back up at me and said "Mom!! Those are filthy! How 'bout you buy some new ones? In purple!" Seriously, my family does not understand my love for color. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I was off to work. Cute new shirt, great denim skirt, some funky striped tights that were hidden by me kick butt legwarmers, and my beloved Earth boots. Yes, I said boots. Yes, it was snowing AND it was icy out. Can you tell where I'm headed? Yes, I fell. Big bulky knitting bag, purse, and a little butt wiggle to my walk = slipping &amp; sliding on ice and falling. I felt it coming. I saved myself twice, but the third time threw me way off balance and I fell on my right knee. Hard. It could've been much worse and I suppose it hurt a lot. But, I was concerned with one thing and one thing only. My right legwarmer. A couple cars watched me go down so I had my pride and I couldn't stop and make sure it wasn't *gasp* TORN! I made it to the Shop without any tears or limping. I immediately threw my stuff down and examined my gorgeous leg warmer. Oh yeah, they are soooo long they go up to my lower thighs with some slouchy room by the ankle. It was fine. A little snow covered, but fine. Phew!!! The outfit was a hit, at least I think it was. I received compliments all day and I'm not sure if people were just being nice or if they were sincere. It doesn't matter, I took them all to heart and held my head high all day. Sadly, I totally forgot to ask someone to take an action shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I was so achy I couldn't figure it out until my mother pointed out the fact that I took a digger. Yep, it's in the books. I'm old. I'm so old in fact that a little fall damages me for days. I honestly never thought I'd see the day. I suppose I'd be bed ridden if I fell as much as Lilla. Lucky Little Limber Lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, you know you're a knitter when you knit an object and THEN go out and purchase clothing to match. I know I'm not the only one. Fess up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2283/2357239131_b3727acd29_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2283/2357239131_b3727acd29_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/2357241567_3defe6461c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/2357241567_3defe6461c.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen Harold &amp; Maude, please do!  It will change your life.  My mother kept telling me to watch it, and about 4 years ago I finally did.  Last Friday Tammi came over and she watched it for the very first time.  It is NOT child friendly in any way shape or form, but this first clip is ;)  It is the song from one of my favorite scenes in the movie, this clip just makes me smile.  The second clip is NOT child friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aSzuAx3BE94&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aSzuAx3BE94&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0TgrfBpmUWo&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0TgrfBpmUWo&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-1301184091620896152?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/1301184091620896152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=1301184091620896152' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/1301184091620896152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/1301184091620896152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-know-youre-knitter-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re a knitter when. . .'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2283/2357239131_b3727acd29_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-3626063217931870666</id><published>2008-03-07T20:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:53:58.847-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malabrigo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capelet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eclectic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mittens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neckwarmer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calorimetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spunky'/><title type='text'>Walmart?</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm a slacker. It's been a long time since I posted, and I apologize. Lots to talk about today, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a knitting fool and I've got pictures. First, though, lets discuss how well the Ganomey hat went over, shall we??? He was really surprised that I actually knit him something. He said he liked the hat, he said he loved the color. All the while I was snickering. I don't think I mentioned the fact that I made the ganomey in hopes that he would be guilt ridden into wearing it and look ever so slightly ridiculous wearing it. Wear it he did. For about a week. For the last three days, he tucked the top tip into the hat so as not to look so "ganomey". Then, he said I knit it at too loose of a gauge and it just wasn't warm enough so he had to go back to his Target hats for a while. Ummm hmmm. Since then he hasn't asked me to knit him a single thing, although, he has hinted that he wanted socks ~ whatever. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, onto my current projects. Remember Auntie Kay got my house in some serious order? Well, she's back in town and I knit her a pair of socks and mittens out of Spunky Eclectic Beefy Sock in the Firecracker colorway. Super quick on a size 3 needle and oodles of fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2407/2316712495_b75fac7f45_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2407/2316712495_b75fac7f45_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2272/2316714139_9e97f14b7c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2272/2316714139_9e97f14b7c_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2014/2317523908_d059abd6e0_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2014/2317523908_d059abd6e0_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I kinda got obsessed with neckwarmers. I made one for my friend Cherity (her birthday is today) and one for me. Cherity's is pink because pink is girly and Cherity is oh so girly. Made from Malabrigo worsted in Cactus Flower and double stranded. I also made one out of seagreen chunky Malabrigo for me. And, I made a Calorimetry out of the same pink and it's stupid. Just stupid. Wayyyy too big. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3124/2312874848_6fe2fde87d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3124/2312874848_6fe2fde87d_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now onto what I'm currently working on. I decided I wanted to make a poncho. I've never ever liked ponchos and I've never owned one, but for whatever reason, they work on me. The spectacular Kristen made a capelet out of Wrap Style and before seeing her completed project, I totally copied. She used Rowan Kid Classic and it came out amazing!!! I, on the other hand, am using Malabrigo (huge surprise there, right??). I am also striping mine. I'm not using traditional colors because, well, I need some funk in my life. I chose a stunning purple and yellow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2208/2317525848_8f5440d616_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2208/2317525848_8f5440d616_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Obra for his honest opinion on the colors last night. Believe me, this will be the last time I do THAT!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first words out of his mouth were, "Whose school colors are those?" side note, it turns out they are actually previously mentioned Kristen's school colors *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3092/2317526942_422af19043_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3092/2317526942_422af19043_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot him a look and he continued. "The colors themselves are beautiful, but they don't work together. They are dull and from afar will look brown. They are wimpy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I'm staring at him with a gaping mouth in shock. Wimpy??? I consider myself a pretty tough girl and to call my knitting wimpy is pretty bold. On the same token, I am a girl and wimpy is okay in regards to my knitting, right? So I say, "Alright. You don't like it. I don't need anymore opinions. I really dig the colors and Lord knows YOU won't be wearing it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3190/2316718885_66eb3ed47a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3190/2316718885_66eb3ed47a_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued on with his artsy fartsy color analysis (I must say, he really is a very talented artist so I &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be taking his opinion a little more seriously) but at this point I was blocking him out. Until I heard one word. Walmart. Yes, ladies and gentlemen my own husband compared my hand knitting to WALMART. Sadly, I was so stunned I can't remember his exact phrasing, something along the lines of "One word, Walmart." much more witty and piercing I'm sure. I was frozen, literally. In the kitchen in front of the counter with my back to him, I honestly could not move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2324/2316720055_151139d2bf_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2324/2316720055_151139d2bf_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, do any of you really think this man will ever get anything else knit out of love? Hrmph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-3626063217931870666?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/3626063217931870666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=3626063217931870666' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/3626063217931870666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/3626063217931870666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/03/walmart.html' title='Walmart?'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2407/2316712495_b75fac7f45_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-6054623979431939560</id><published>2008-01-25T10:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T09:34:09.996-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rollins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malabrigo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ganomy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitter&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='almanac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cascade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='220'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zimmermann'/><title type='text'>The Hat Story</title><content type='html'>One of my very first projects was a hat for O. I used Noro Kureyon, made it up as I went along, and used straights *gasp*. For a first-timer, it was a great hat and it's been used by all 3 boys in the house. Once I became comfortable with circular and double pointed needles, I made hats like a mad woman!! I made DH yet another hat, this time out of Cascade 220, I honestly can't remember the color or whether it had a stripe. It was a good hat. This hat was lost on the train. For several days O checked the lost and found to no avail. He was sad, I was sad, there were tears. I finally caved and said I'd make him yet another hat. He was thrilled. However, this time, he had specs. Yes, he had SPECS for this new hat. He requested that the sides come down over his ears and wanted a skull and crossbones on it. I was shocked for a few moments that he actually asked for special construction and design after losing the first hat but, of course, being the wonderful wife I am, I complied. So, I "designed" this hat that would make my darling husband happy. I new I was going to use 220 in black. I thought I'd use short rows to make it longer around the ears and the neck, but mom informed me I was doing it wrong and fixed it right up. I found a skull and crossbones chart online and used Malabrigo in burgundy to duplicate stitch it on after the hat was complete. I hate intarsia and I hate duplicate stitch. After all was said and done, it looked pretty kick butt. It fit like a glove. I believe I finished this hat around February of 2007. Fast forward to November 2007. I wanted to post a picture of it on the skeleknits group on Ravelry. I asked him for it. He replied with a shocked expression "You don't have it?" Ummmmm, no. He searched for it, again, to no avail. He claims someone stole it out of his front pocket of his backpack on the train. Whaaa?!?!?! Of course, I'm livid and swear up and down that I will never, NEVER, knit him another hat for as long as he shall live. And, for that matter, I will never, NEVER, knit him ANYTHING. Of course, as all this was playing out, what did I have on my needles? Oh, yeah, the Cobblestone. A sweater of all things. A sweater. I told him I would finish the sweater and that's IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he went to Target with his tail between his legs and bought not one, but two hideously ugly, plain double knit hats. Has he lost those cheap ugly hats? Of course not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to tomorrow. Tomorrow, my dear O will turn 37 (hee hee, he's exactly 3 years and 3 days older than me *giggle*). He said all he wanted was a really cool T-shirt. I tried to find him an awesome Henry Rollins shirt, but couldn't. So, he's getting a "Baby" T-shirt from House of 1000 Corpses fame (he's such a feminist he'll probably never wear it, though) and the movie The Underworld. And, are you ready? Yes, I'm knitting him a hat. The Ganomy Hat by Elizabeth Zimmermann, out of Malabrigo in Buscando Azul. I am so in love with this color and the pattern is fun and soooo easy. So, yes, I'm a glutton for punishment. I don't know if he'll even wear it, or manage to keep it in his possession, but we shall see tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2271/2218319965_9f88d54f67.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2271/2218319965_9f88d54f67.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-6054623979431939560?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/6054623979431939560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=6054623979431939560' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/6054623979431939560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/6054623979431939560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/01/hat-story.html' title='The Hat Story'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-4603864363368207382</id><published>2008-01-07T11:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T11:47:09.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!!  ....Spring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wasn't it just the other day I was talking about snow??  Would you like to know today's weather here in the Chicago area?  Ummmm 63 degrees!!  What is that about????  I have the windows open and the temp is perfect, for SPRING.  I think Mother Nature needs a refresher course.  It's January for Pete's Sake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the knitting front, I desperately want to make the fingerless mitts that Johnny Depp wore in Sweeney Todd.  Over the holiday "break" I saw a ton of movies ~ &lt;a href="http://www.sweeneytoddmovie.com/"&gt;Sweeney Todd&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.gonebabygone-themovie.com/"&gt;Gone Baby Gone,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://iamlegend.warnerbros.com/"&gt;I Am Legend,&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.foxsearchlight.com/juno/"&gt;Juno.&lt;/a&gt;  All were AWESOME!!!  But I need to own 2 on DVD TODAY!!!  Sweeney Todd (I live for Tim Burton!) and Juno.  I have to figure what stitch is used on Johnny's mitts ;)  Some say seed stitch and I think it's garter knit flat.  And as for Juno, well, I just need to quote the movie for the rest of my life!  So, go see a movie and bring your knitting ;)  &lt;em&gt;Just don't get popcorn residue on your yarn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-4603864363368207382?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/4603864363368207382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=4603864363368207382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/4603864363368207382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/4603864363368207382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-spring.html' title='Welcome!!  ....Spring?'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-2333621578403099008</id><published>2008-01-06T20:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T20:44:27.598-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bat for Lashes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indiana Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Royal Tenenbaums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sesame Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eliott Smith'/><title type='text'>Zero Knitting Content.</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share a very limited few of my faves ;)  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my very very favorite Sesame Street clips. I loved Sesame Street more than life itself back in the day ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hEU8CjPIrpw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hEU8CjPIrpw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the coolest videos I've seen in quite some time. I initially saw it on someone's blog but I can't remember who, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1wnOUH2jk8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n1wnOUH2jk8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the coolest scenes from one of my most favorite movies with my most favorite actor. Bill Murray. Not child friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0yucFw3qCQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x0yucFw3qCQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent song by one of my favorite musical artists and it just happens to be playing during an excellent scene in another favorite movie (which, coincidentally enough is directed by the same great man and stars the wonderful Bill Murray, again as above mention movie) &lt;a href="http://www.royaltenenbaums.com/"&gt;The Royal Tenenbaums&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zfWxa-FN8X4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zfWxa-FN8X4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic toys starring in a classic movie ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/egPgU5kAjKE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/egPgU5kAjKE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-2333621578403099008?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/2333621578403099008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=2333621578403099008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/2333621578403099008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/2333621578403099008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/01/zero-knitting-content.html' title='Zero Knitting Content.'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-8059407658873892474</id><published>2008-01-02T11:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:18:25.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wilbraham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dahlia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitty'/><title type='text'>Let it Snow or Winters in Wilbraham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2285/2158094967_cd8bc21c03_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2285/2158094967_cd8bc21c03_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in New England, I loved playing in the snow. My grandfather's home is atop a mountain, the view is literally breathtaking. When it snows it is the most beautiful place in the world. His front yard is the perfect mini hill for small children to sled down over and over and over again. I would spend hours playing in the snow, making snow angels, snowmen, sledding, eating snow with real Vermont maple syrup, and my dear sweet grandmother would weather the cold and help me build snow forts. Grampy would plow the ferociously long tretcherous driveway and occassionaly, I would be allowed to ride along on his Stanley tractor with snow blower attachment. Most winters the snow would come with gusto, it was not unusual for us to get 2+ feet, snow days were many, and cookie baking was frequent. Listening to the classical station or Julio Inglesias while ironing hankies and watching Nan take "40 winks" brings back warm cozy memories of winter although none of those things were limited to winter ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are surviving our winters in Chicago and I have 4 children of my own to lovingly watch enjoy the snow. Oh the task of getting 4 children dressed properly to play in the snow is tiring just thinking about it. Picture the movie 'A Christmas Story', remember Ralphie's mother getting his little brother dressed to walk to school? Remember the poor kid couldn't put his arms down or get up once he'd fallen? Well, my kids aren't too far from looking like that. Sure, we've got the snow but along with the snow in Chicago comes bitter temperatures and WIND. Lots of wind. Snow is no longer magical for me. It takes me around 20 minutes per child to get them dressed. Yeah, do the math. Luckily for me, I don't have proper winter atire so I don't get to "play" with them. Daddy or &lt;a href="http://nanasknittingshop.blogspot.com/2006/11/grimm-tale.html"&gt;The Prince&lt;/a&gt; are the responsible ones for all snow playing activities. Of course everyone is ready to come back in the house within an hour (at most). And today, we probably have about 6" of nice sticky snow and of course the kids are off school for winter break. Do I weather the storm and let them play (while I work on &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEwinter07/PATTdahlia.html"&gt;Dahlia&lt;/a&gt; )?&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2288/2158926014_242d9c4b6a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2288/2158926014_242d9c4b6a.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should we bake cookies and paint all day? If there were only 2 of them, the answer would be obvious. I just don't have the motivation to gather up all the winter accessories. My poor poor children are deprived. Where oh where is Papa when we need him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-8059407658873892474?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/8059407658873892474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=8059407658873892474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/8059407658873892474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/8059407658873892474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/01/let-it-snow-or-winters-in-wilbraham.html' title='Let it Snow or Winters in Wilbraham'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2285/2158094967_cd8bc21c03_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-1807005456388320487</id><published>2007-12-30T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:19:39.320-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jared flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cobblestone pullover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shortrows'/><title type='text'>The Man's sweater.</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's been a while.  Yes, I apologize.  This will be just a quickie post as I'm only going to show you the pictures of the completed Cobblestone.  There is, of course, a story, but for now it's just pictures.  O is a goof, this I know.  I am very pleased with how the sweater turned out.  It did, however, reconfirm my pledge to make only top down sweaters.  I wasn't too pleased with the whole bottom up concept.  Know why?  Huh? Huh?  Do ya?  S H O R T R O W S.  Blech.  Without further ado, here is the "O man". . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2030/2150257424_9c2f1e6d2b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2030/2150257424_9c2f1e6d2b_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/2150260262_ba52726ab1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/2150260262_ba52726ab1.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2018/2149471339_713f44186d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2018/2149471339_713f44186d_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2415/2149473849_05a84ee7ea_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2415/2149473849_05a84ee7ea_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2215/2149476269_7d24b6e850_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2215/2149476269_7d24b6e850_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2026/2149478521_704bbd5ff9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2026/2149478521_704bbd5ff9_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-1807005456388320487?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/1807005456388320487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=1807005456388320487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/1807005456388320487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/1807005456388320487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2007/12/mans-sweater.html' title='The Man&apos;s sweater.'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2030/2150257424_9c2f1e6d2b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-6052544302205404127</id><published>2007-11-20T08:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T09:33:12.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>When I was little, all but maybe 1 or 2 of my baby teeth had to be pulled. They just wouldn't fall out on their own. I don't know why and I have yet to ask Mom about it. But, I vividly remember being knocked out and woken up later minus a tooth or two. Takoda lost his first tooth when he was 7, and still hasn't lost all of his baby teeth. This very morning, Sagan (whom will be 7 in January), lost his very first tooth. He had an apple with his breakfast with the intention that it would, indeed, fall out. And that it did. He is so very excited that the Tooth Fairy will visit him this evening. Which brings me to my Tooth Fairy story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think this "Tooth Fairy" MUST be the daughter of the original. Either that, or the original has gotten so old her memory is shot. She's somewhat of a ditz. Takoda has lost 7 teeth, and of those 7 the Tooth Fairy has forgotten to show up about 5 times. She makes up for it a day or so later, but forgets nonetheless. A couple of weeks ago, she had to dish out double the money. Takoda was lucky enough to find a ziploc baggie with his name on it. Inside that baggie? Yep, his baby teeth. What on earth was this fairy thinking? A: leaving her paid merchandise behind was extremely irresponsible B: it put some major doubt in regards to her existence within this innocent 9 year old's head. &lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Ms. Fairy heard our plight and made up for her mistakes. I'm just really hoping that she won't mess up this one tonight. It's Sagan's very first tooth and he is so beside himself with excitement. Just look at that adorable toothless grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2165/2049634751_72598c8824_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2165/2049634751_72598c8824_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the knitting front, guess what I made?? MITTENS!!! I used Malabrigo Worsted and Knitting Pure and Simple's Basic Hat &amp; Mitten Set For Children. They were my first pair and took less than 24 hours to complete!! WOO HOO! I guess it helps that they are for L and are tiny. I started a pair for T and I'm done with the first. Can you guess what everyone is getting for Christmas this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2150/2046649621_9144b9e1e4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2150/2046649621_9144b9e1e4.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-6052544302205404127?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/6052544302205404127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=6052544302205404127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/6052544302205404127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/6052544302205404127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-tooth-fairy.html' title='On the Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2165/2049634751_72598c8824_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-1890365862551256329</id><published>2007-11-14T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:11:41.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My eldest.  pitter pat pitter pat</title><content type='html'>Here he is.  It took a little coaxing, but here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mhbcZMhCdLI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mhbcZMhCdLI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-1890365862551256329?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/1890365862551256329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=1890365862551256329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/1890365862551256329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/1890365862551256329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-eldest-pitter-pat-pitter-pat.html' title='My eldest.  pitter pat pitter pat'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-4568065738850935818</id><published>2007-11-14T19:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T19:37:51.515-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Basket of Boobs (aka B.O.B.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That Georgianne is truly amazing!! You remember Georgianne, don't you? The lovely lady who made Purl that great toy in my previous post? Well, guess what else she did???? She whipped up a basket liner and tote for all the boobs in the shop!!! Mom has an ongoing charity knit night at the shop, you can read about it &lt;a href="http://www.nanasknittingshop.com/Donation.htm"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2066/2022244807_1846147d03_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2022244387_002b6df2eb_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2208/2022245741_22d021e427_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;How absolutely beautiful and thoughtful, Georgianne!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, since Halloween is over, I thought it was high time to get a new display up in the case. You really should come see it in person, it kind of has an "I spy" feel to it, just a little more pretty LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2023/2022242803_f30bc7465c_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-4568065738850935818?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/4568065738850935818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=4568065738850935818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/4568065738850935818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/4568065738850935818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2007/11/basket-of-boobs-aka-bob.html' title='A Basket of Boobs (aka B.O.B.)'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2066/2022244807_1846147d03_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-6873600376679435023</id><published>2007-11-11T09:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T10:04:34.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgianne, this one's for you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wonderful Georgianne knit Purl the sweetest catnip whale toy! It is the cutest thing I've ever seen! She even gave me the pattern!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woot&lt;/span&gt;! Thank you so much, Georgianne!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been rather hesitant to give Purl catnip. She's pretty psycho around 11pm and doesn't quit until 2 or 3am. Yep, the kooky cat is nocturnal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple of action shots of Purl and the Whale. These were taken upon their very first encounter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/1966790833_93abcedd41_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2273/1966779833_d9d70e22e4_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2336/1967562106_bd06fdb58b.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;The last one is a major action shot!!  It was really hard to hold her for the photo shoot!  Sorry about the picture quality. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As expected, I've been a terrible blogger.  My house is in immaculate condition and I've been knitting a bit.  A dear friend had a baby almost 3 weeks ago and I'm making her a blanket.  Yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; far too many UFOs on the needles at this point. . . I don't know if you can see, but I'm wearing the Silk Garden vest made by &lt;a href="http://www.nanasknittingshop.com/"&gt;Mama. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully I'll have more knitting updates soon. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you again, Georgianne!!  The Whale was incredibly thoughtful, Purl and the clan of 6 thanks you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-6873600376679435023?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/6873600376679435023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=6873600376679435023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/6873600376679435023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/6873600376679435023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2007/11/georgianne-this-ones-for-you.html' title='Georgianne, this one&apos;s for you!'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/1966790833_93abcedd41_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-7331536772058734113</id><published>2007-10-22T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T09:52:43.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cobblestone pullover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend&apos;s swing coat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='argosy scarf'/><title type='text'>Latest progress pics</title><content type='html'>Here are the current &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;projects&lt;/span&gt; and their stats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purl. She's not so much a project, though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2374/1690565547_85ced2eb2c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2374/1690565547_85ced2eb2c_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; sweet? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2285/1691405940_47cf804ff4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2285/1691405940_47cf804ff4_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://knitandtonic.typepad.com/knitandtonic/2005/08/draft_7.html"&gt;Girlfriend's Swing Coat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The very first time using "cheap" yarn. I never wanted to use acrylic, but in order to knit something for my 5y/o it HAD to be washable and I didn't want to spend an arm &amp;amp; a leg on it. I'm using Plymouth Encore worsted. It's definitely not as bad as I had envisioned and I will use it again. Since this photo, I've bound off the bottom and finished a sleeve. I will be using a darker purple for the applied I-cord trim and collar. It's gonna be cute! And it fits like a glove!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Whoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2293/1690485641_baf66343f3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2293/1690485641_baf66343f3.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know if you can see, but my purls are so loose! It shows up like a sore thumb on this yarn :( Hopefully it'll all come out in the blocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2140/1691327894_e31ae17d6c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2140/1691327894_e31ae17d6c_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter06/PATTargosy.html"&gt;Argosy Scarf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2176/1690517993_8ed6a186b8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2176/1690517993_8ed6a186b8_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm using size 6 bamboo needles and Rowan's felted tweed. I'm loving it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2137/1690508607_efa2373523_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2137/1690508607_efa2373523_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.interweaveknits.com/galleries/bonus/fall2007/flood.asp"&gt;Cobblestone Pullover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/1690432529_f1a53afbea_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/1690432529_f1a53afbea_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm at the point where I need to put &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; garter on scrap yarn and start the sleeves! I would've been much farther along had I not started the Girlfriend, but Cobblestone has until X-mas ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2231/1691306850_0117cbf239_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2231/1691306850_0117cbf239_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-7331536772058734113?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/7331536772058734113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=7331536772058734113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/7331536772058734113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/7331536772058734113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2007/10/latest-progress-pics.html' title='Latest progress pics'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2374/1690565547_85ced2eb2c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-5830836143919587078</id><published>2007-10-21T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:55:21.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We've named her Purl and Auntie "Tay" is in town</title><content type='html'>My dear friend Jody's cat had kittens. The girls and I were fortunate enough to actually see the birth of 4 healthy kitties in August. We thought long and hard about taking one of the cuties off of her hands. We, as a family, sat down and had a mighty long discussion after dinner one evening and we decided that since there are 6 of us, we could handle the responsibility with each of us playing a part. She's absolutely adorable. Jody had mentioned that she was the most shy of all the kitties and she would need some serious loving. Boy was she wrong! She fits in wonderfully and the kids can't get enough of her. Very very soon I will be knitting her some cute balls with catnip LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name was a bit of a challenge. Takoda wanted Halo Kitty (a sort of play on Hello Kitty and the new game Halo 3 ~ which I may add, he'll NEVER play!). Sagan suggested Sarah, which was very suiting and we all thought was very cute. Eiley really liked Princess Leia and Lilla didn't really have much of an opinion. Obra wanted to wait a bit to get to "know" the kitty before naming her. What about me? Well, I had her name picked out even before I knew which kitty we would be taking. Hands down, it was going to be "Sparta" after the ever famous 'Mean Kitty Song' kitty. The kids and I could watch this video over and over and over again. Cory Williams (aka Mr. Safety) is hilarious, cute, and shares the same name as me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qit3ALTelOo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qit3ALTelOo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, although the kitty does have an ever so slight mean streak, she was nowhere in the same league as Sparta. So, we all agreed upon "Purl". It is extremely fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Auntie Kay is in town, for &lt;strong&gt;2 WEEKS&lt;/strong&gt;!!! WOOT! It is so wonderful to have her here. We all love her dearly and she is literally kicking my butt into shape. My house is rather small and terribly cluttered. She's taken on the challenge of MISSION ORGANIZATION CORY'S HOUSE. It's a huge task and she's hanging in there like a trooper. We took a nice break Saturday night and had girlie movie/knitting night. It was wonderful. My mother, my aunt, and myself just hanging out knitting and crying our eyes out to chick flicks. No stinky men and no kids. Who could ask for more?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some progress pics to share but it will have to wait until tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-5830836143919587078?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/5830836143919587078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=5830836143919587078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/5830836143919587078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/5830836143919587078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2007/10/weve-named-her-purl-and-auntie-tay-is.html' title='We&apos;ve named her Purl and Auntie &quot;Tay&quot; is in town'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-5999014032652169348</id><published>2007-10-05T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T17:38:04.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini WICKED and Bowling Ball knitting?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EGZAhMI4xik/Rwa1VIVgVAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/isKwRTorR0A/s1600-h/miniwicked1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117977401172710402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EGZAhMI4xik/Rwa1VIVgVAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/isKwRTorR0A/s200/miniwicked1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, here is a pic of my mini &lt;a href="http://www.zephyrstyle.com/catalog/item/2367447/3974522.htm"&gt;Wicked&lt;/a&gt;. I used size 3 bamboo DPNs, CO 36 sts, and followed the pattern as best I could for the size I wanted. I just wish you could see the cable better, but I think I needed more repeats. I made it for the &lt;a href="http://www.nanasknittingshop.com/"&gt;Shop&lt;/a&gt;, I plan on putting it in a frame. I think it's incredibly cute, hee hee. I'm also contemplating a mini &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter06/PATTargosy.html"&gt;Argosy&lt;/a&gt; for another frame. I know, I'm super cheese with the whole mini thang, but it's so quick and EASY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117977405467677714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EGZAhMI4xik/Rwa1VYVgVBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rben7yX8da8/s200/miniwicked2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also want to share something that I am utterly impressed with. We carry &lt;a href="http://www.mountaincolors.com/"&gt;Mountain Colors&lt;/a&gt; yarn and we frequently get, what we lovingly refer to as BIG OL' HONKIN' HANKS. It's &lt;strong&gt;1450&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EGZAhMI4xik/Rwa56YVgVCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jcg0c0xLkI8/s1600-h/honkinhank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117982439169348642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EGZAhMI4xik/Rwa56YVgVCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jcg0c0xLkI8/s200/honkinhank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yds&lt;/strong&gt; in one hank!!! How cool is that?!?! I've wanted to see it wound up forEVER. The wonderful Sheila purchased a hank several months ago and I made her swear that she wouldn't cut it. She came awfully close several times but she kept her word. I helped her get the last of it into the ball a couple weeks ago and this is what 1450 yds of gorgeous wool looks like in a ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep, it's bigger than a bowling ball!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a non-knitting note, the kids were off of school today and we headed to the zoo with some friends. Just imagine, 2 women, 6 boys age 9 and under, and 2 girls. And it was about 95 degrees. Okay, that &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt; be an exaggeration but it certainly felt that hot. So, Mother Nature, do you not realize that this is Chicago? The Windy City? And, it's OCTOBER. Yes, ma'am, it should be &lt;em&gt;chilly&lt;/em&gt; now. I can't stand the heat. I sweat just thinking about the sun shining. How will I ever be able to wear my handknit sweaters at this rate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5472847189051137531-5999014032652169348?l=shopdaughter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/feeds/5999014032652169348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5472847189051137531&amp;postID=5999014032652169348' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/5999014032652169348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5472847189051137531/posts/default/5999014032652169348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shopdaughter.blogspot.com/2007/10/mini-wicked-and-bowling-ball-knitting.html' title='Mini WICKED and Bowling Ball knitting?'/><author><name>ShopDaughter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06334044423426093355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EGZAhMI4xik/Rwa1VIVgVAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/isKwRTorR0A/s72-c/miniwicked1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5472847189051137531.post-3110170065674657238</id><published>2007-10-04T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T18:54:23.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I am</title><content type='html'>Blogging. . . I've toyed with the idea for about 2 years now and I've now made the commitment.  Do I have the time to be a regular blogger?  Nope, probably not.  I have a husband, 4 children under the age of 10, and a job.  What's my job?  If you're a knitter, you may not want to read any farther because you will be terribly envious.  I am my mother's sole employee.  My mother, you see, owns a knitting shop, &lt;a href="http://www.nanasknittingshop.com/"&gt;Nana's Knitting Shop&lt;/a&gt;.  Two years ago this month, she opened the doors, at which point I didn't do much knitting.  Mom has been knitting since she was about 7 and tried many times to teach me as I was growing up.  But, the day I turned thirTEEN, I became incredibly awnry and was way too cool to EVER be seen with knitting needles in my hands.  It wasn't until I had my third child and became a huge cloth diaper advocate that knitting even crossed my mind.  I then sat down once again with my mother and I actually learned how.  Probably 6 months after I made my first swatch, Mom opened the doors.  A knitting shop has always been a dream for her.  It's what she loves and she was finally in a position to actually do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work Saturdays at the Shop.  It didn't take long for me to become a full fledged addict.  Being around all that fiber all the time and checking out the latest IK and hip new patterns that come pouring in, seriously, how can one not become hooked?  I have a terrible tendency to start way too many projects at once, however.  I can't tell you how many unfinished projects I have at this very minute.  It's pathetic, but I know that there are many like me out there.  I have taken on this "hobby" like second nature.  It now flows through my veins and I'm constantly thinking about what I'm going to make (or finish) next.  For a good while the "regular" customers would know not to ask me the techinical questions, because, honestly, I had no flippin' clue.  But now, I do believe I've gained the confidence of quite a few and I find myself answering the tricky questions without even thinking.  Okay, okay, so I'll never touch Intarsia again or I can't begin to explain how to do Fair Isle, but I'm alright with that.  Right now, I don't need or want to do either.  And, guess what?  I'm a TEACHER!!!  I can't begin to tell you how much fun it is to teach  this wonderful craft to great people.  I'm even designing my own classes on items I've actually finished.  I LOVE IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enough knit blabber for the moment, and a little on who the heck I am.  My name is Cory and I'm a knitaholic.  *sigh*  See, I can't even talk about myself without knitting getting in the way.  My name is Cory, I'm 33 and married, and I have 4 wonderful children, 2 boys and 2 girls, more of them to come, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I close out, I do want to leave you with my completed project of the day.  I'll post a pic tomorrow, but envision a teeny Barbie sized &lt;a href="http://www.zephyrstyle.com/catalog/item/2367447/3974522.htm"&gt;Wicked&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.debbieblissonline.com/yarn/cash_baby.htm"&gt;Debbie Bliss baby Cashmerino &lt;/a&gt;in color 002.  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