Sunday, July 10, 2011

Struck by lightning (psst. It's a metaphor)

Apparently thunderstorms have kick-started a few things.

First. I am going to make a conscious effort to find a meteorology job. This means applying to at least three jobs a  week, contacting the station in Crested Butte, and seeing about a radio station internship. 

I know it seems like I should have been doing this the whole time, but I was feeling so discouraged about applying to 50 jobs and only hearing things back from 4 of them. And only one was a phone call. Plus I decided to see if maybe I could be happy with a minimum wage retail job. I can't. Every time I refold a shirt or sweep the floor I feel like I am one of those rumba robots; bumping into walls and cleaning up after people. But at least the robot has a cool name.

Second, I have gotten my finishing knitting mojo back. For the past couple months I've just been starting things and then half-heartedly working on them. NO MORE!

Crackle bang lightning thunder noises.

Here is my vest.

Yes my face is super sexy as always. The vest was a test knit and super easy/awesome. If you want details, go to my ravelry.

What else have I been finishing? My shawl of doom. I have one more repeat and then on to the edging.

At this point in the post, you may be wondering. What do lightning and thunder have to do with this? In reality, probably nothing. But starting last Wednesday, Gunnison Colorado had its first thunderstorm of the season. Since then, I have been through four in Denver. 

I adore thunderstorms. Especially Colorado thunderstorms. They are fast moving, super powerful torrential rain storms that kill. There is nothing cooler. It's a toss up between snow, hail, and thunderstorms for my favorite sort of weather. I'm not really a fan of tornadoes, which is sort of blasphemous for a meteorologist, but I live with myself daily.

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Orgasms or blueballs? Yarn edition.

Dear blog,

Remember when everyone used to make fun of the word 'blogging'? I think some even said the word sounded like a venereal disease. Little did the haters know that you would take over the world. Sort of. Anyways, I have been having a torrid love affair lately. Here is the photo evidence.

Yup. During this erotic photo shoot, I literally took 20 pictures of this yarn. This yarn is also THE most expensive yarn I have ever bought. It was $50 for 550 yards of hard-spun alpaca. So as you fellow yarn-fetishists know, totally worth it.

I've already made something out of it too. It's a divine shawlette that has already been blocked and worn compulsively.

Bad news blog readers, I'm going to blueball you with those pictures. My little darling (aka, alpaca shawlette) needs to be reblocked. So until next post, look at other yarn porn.

PS. Blueball should be one word.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

My Ode to Bfffl's

I have been a bad bad blogger. You all should throw yarn at me, or maybe summon tornadoes in my general direction. But enough depressing apologizing, let's get to the yarn! and knitting! and best friends!

This is my best friend Bekky and I.
She is literally the coolest person I know. Back in the golden days of olde, we used to stay in Friday and knit all night. Then on Monday we would drink a pitcher of beer and knit. Plus every day that ends in y we knit.

So the point is, without her, I have lost my knitting mojo. I've started tons of projects in the past couple months, but only finished three. Want to see some of the pictures?

The two pictures above are a cardigan that I am literally dead in the water on. I have no idea how to do that intense of colorwork. So I'm probably going to take a knitting class to get my cardigan on.

 That lovely cardigan I knit on the greatest road trip of all time. I went with my sweet friend Elliot to South Dakota, Wyoming, Montana, Washington, Utah, and Colorado for two weeks. We camped, made an obscene amount of inside jokes about bears, and I knit a beautiful cotton cardigan. Now all I need is a shawl pin.
 These socks are an ode to Bekky. Without her help, I wouldn't have been able to finish an intense red cabled pair of socks (I'm talking so intense that if you look at them your eyeballs explode into crocodiles). As a reward for rocking the sock cabana, she gave me this skein of Lorna's Laces. Which I turned into another pair of beautiful socks. Also, I'd like to note that this is probably the greatest colorway of all time.

So in conclusion, be sad that you don't have a Bekky.

PS. Bfffl means best friends forever for life.

Monday, April 11, 2011

No I didn't die, I switched jobs, moved, and knit a bunch.

At the moment, my camera is not wanting to download pictures. Which is unfortunate for you, because I got the most amazing yarn in the universe the past week.

Big changes have abounded since my last post millenia ago. The main one is that I am no longer a Barista. (GASP SOB) It was hard leaving my Starbucks because my coworkers were beyond awesome. I still feel a pang of loss in my heart even though it was a few months ago. I'm raising my glass to them.

I also moved to Gunnison where I am now fulfilling my life-long goal of selling high end outdoor fashion retail.

In all seriousness, it's a sweet job and I am now an expert on shoes. Also, Gunnison is so freaking beautiful.

I wish my camera was working. I literally have finished three pairs of socks and started two cardigans.

More big news! I'm going to be knitting for pay! Not just me charging $20 to knit a hat for a friend. Nosiree. My work is going to be in a book.

So that is a quick update. Maybe tomorrow my camera will decide to work. Cheerio.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

It was the best of times, it was a busy time.

Much has been happening. A more eloquent post will come shortly.

In other more general news, spring is totally here. So I started a lace shawl. There is logic in that statement, don't worry.

Friday, February 11, 2011

The Hat Saga: now with more dogs

Here is a story that illustrates why I hate knitting hats (it includes my dog Bailey).

Once upon a time there was a fabulous knitter named Jen. She decided to make her lovely co-worker a hat. It took weeks to complete because her hands had forgotten how to hold DPNs. THEN. She finished it and tried it on...

Her dog. It didn't really fit. But it makes sense because he has a dog sized head. So she put it on her head.

It was huge. But how huge? (that's what she said)

Her dog didn't have any answers. He never does.


The moral of this story is that I'm terrible at making hats. I might be able to salvage it. Or I might have to frog it. Only time will tell.

Friday, February 4, 2011

I guess watching the Food Network compulsively pays off.

When I was growing up, it was the family joke that I couldn't cook. I may have burned bacon a few times, and burned chocolate, and made some really terribly tasteless jambalaya... but I have always been able to make the most delicious grilled cheese in the universe.

That being said, ever since moving home I've been cooking dinner a lot more. The main thing I hate about cooking is that you have to buy certain ingredients to make things. If you don't have something, most likely you need to get it (that I learned from the jambalaya. Apparently leaving all the spices out of a spicy dish is not a good idea).

So without further ado, here is the PRETTIEST thing I have ever cooked.

It was also delicious. I am such a suzy homemaker.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Trifecta (a blog post that includes KNITTING! STARBUCKS! WEATHER!)

Bad news patrons of the interwebs: I may soon be out of a job before I even had that job.

The people at MIT have developed a toothpaste that will tell you what the weather is like. It doesn't speak to you, instead it changes its' taste based on what the forecast will be.

I think it's awesome. Here is the link that will tickle your taste-buds!

I am so hilarious. I guess I will always have a job because even though your mouth will know what the weather is like, your funny bone will not be tickled.

I have a penchant for bad puns. Do you think it shows?

In knitting news (because I know you are all DYING to know what I have been knitting), I have finished two socks that I have been knitting for literally two months. Let me give you an example of how long it usually takes me to finish a pair of socks. Two weeks. That means I was 4X slower. I blame the lack of my best knitting friend Bekky. I also blame Starbucks.

Speaking of the bucks. I have a new favorite drink that makes absolutely no sense. I loathe soy milk. It looks like baby throw up, it smells like paper, and it foams like a beast. I also loathe matcha powder (used in green tea lattes). It smells even worse than soy and tastes like cardboard. But I've recently discovered that I love soy green tea lattes with raspberry.

So that math equation looks like:
paper + cardboard + raspberry = DELICIOUS

I don't understand it.

But here are supurb pictures of the socks I finished.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Truth on a frigid day.

Know why I haven't been posting much lately? Because I've been working on these.

The first is a hat that needed to be done two days ago. The second is my very first pair of colorwork socks.
Ok I lied. The reason I haven't posted lately is because I am Lazy with a capital L. But as of today, all of that is going to change. That sock will be completed before I have to go to work. That will happen because of this.
The temperature may be -10 outside today, but MY SOUL IS WARM.

Also my house is warm. But that is for an entirely un-heartwarming reason. It's because of heat.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Remember my last important news post?

I was going to write my important news, but the computer wouldn't let me. Since that time, Things (with a capital T) have happened so I will sum up the witty post I had meant to write.

1. I got a rejection email from a news station. This brings the count of rejection letters/application ratio to 4:70 (all numbers are estimates).

2. I finished the boyfriend's socks.

3. knitting is the only thing keeping me sane.

Yes I could change the Important News post. But isn't it ironic that my important news is nothing (because my updates are nothing also?)

Just think, you get all this wittiness and more. FOR FREE.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Random thoughts on a Tuesday.

I'm pretty sure the only reason I would have a child is to knit it clothes.

I don't understand the concept of having "A DRINK." at Starbucks. What do I mean by A DRINK? I mean something that you order every-time and is very specific. For example(this drink was made today): A venti coffee frappichino with no frappachino roast, three shots, two pumps of cinnamon dolce, and no whip. How does you drinking this all the time define you as a human being and make you complete?

Sock knitting is exquisite.

Tomorrow I shall finish my applications for Real Jobs.

I'm bored with the drinks at Starbucks.