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WiP Wednesday: Blame the Cats Edition

Every Wednesday over at Freshly Pieced they have a link party with all the crafty blogs putting up their work in progress pieces.  So I’m gonna start playing too, if only to make myself feel good that I am actually doing stuff!

First up is going to be the thing I have the LEAST amount of progress on!  That way I can get the disappointing stuff out of the way right off.

Old Lady Sundress!

I washed the fabric.  That counts and progress right?!  I am going to try to get some work done on this soon because I’m very excited about the fabric and hope that it turns out as cute as it is in my head.  Then I get to shop for some shiny nude pumps because I don’t have any shoes to wear with it right now.  See how I made this crafting project turn into shoe shopping?  I’m good like that.

Next up is the SECOND least worked on!

Rainbow Hexie Granny Square Tote Bag

Man, I’m on an “Old Lady” kick lately.  Old lady prints, granny squares.  I’m loving it.  Old ladies are awesome!  I always proudly say that I have a slew of “old lady” skills under my belt.  Except cooking.  Don’t ask me to cook.

But clearly, this is exactly where I left it after the last time.  2 of the 15 motifs are done.  I’m sure I’ll get back to it.  Sure.  But as this one actually has some of the parts worked on, it beats the dress as far as worked-on-it-ness goes.

And last but not least!

Prism Patchwork Quilt

I have a few more of the rows sewn together but the ironing got a little demoralizing.  Remember how cute Pickles looked sleeping so peacefully on the pretty strips of triangles?  Yeah.

OrangeFat x GrayFat = SuperCute!


Asshole cats.   So the pressing is taking a little longer than I would like, but its still getting there.  Thank heavens for Laura who suggested numbering the rows or I would be in a wold of hurt trying to figure out what goes where!   Though I might be bothering Jennifer for her copious and beautiful floor space to do the final basting/pinning of this beast of a quilt.  I’m excited to see it coming together!

Head on over to Freshly Pieced to see what all the other crafty folks are working on!  It’s sure to inspire some of your own crafty goodness.

 WIP Wednesday at Freshly Pieced


Rainbow Crochet Bag: Read The F#@*ING Directions Edition

After finally finishing the granny square afghan it was time to get started on a new crochet project.  I got this pattern in an email from Lily’s Sugar N Cream and it was perfect for summer and would be a great pool bag for toting my book and towel and whatnot to and fro.  And I wasn’t quite granny-squared out so off I went!

I picked out my colors and got busy quickly cranking out enough of the shapes to make the front side of the bag!

So many shapes! So bright, so… wrong!

Once I started piecing the front side together I realized that things weren’t exactly working out right.  There was weird puckering and the sides weren’t lining up.  Hmm.

Ahh.  These hexagons are distinctly PENTAGONS.   Crap.

Since I needed to add a side, there was no point in frogging them all back to reuse the yarn.  So starting over was the best option.  A simple miscount early on and not paying close enough attention to the pattern only cost me a couple of nights worth of work.  Bullshit.  Needless to say, starting over has taken a bit of the wind out of my sails.

That’s better. *grumble*

Knitting is Bullshit: A Cowl Story

After my brilliant go at knitting up a sweater for my poor not-so-little dog, I decided I might try something a little more straight-forward.

Hunting high and low for a pattern that it looked like I could actually follow without it being 100 inches of stockinette stitch I came across the lovely Aisley Cowl pattern.

But of course before I even got started I thought “that won’t possibly be wide enough!  I shall add an extra 6 stitches to make sure its extra… something!”  So I did, and went about knitting and knitting and knitting.  And as the amount of yarn I had left dwindled I realized that it wasn’t going to be long enough to get around my neck even once at the rate that I was going.

Seriously, its as wide as my head is tall. What the hell am I supposed to do with this?!

Obviously frog the whole thing, make a ball of yarn and start over with 2 less squares in the pattern.


My progress is pitiful so I didn’t bother taking a picture, but I assure you having to re-do this much work makes me not a happy camper.  But I do it because its fun and because there is something oddly soothing about the shhk-shhk of the knitting needles sliding against each other.

At least this time it isn’t something I can make an animal wear.


Sewing Sunday-ish: Dino Jammies Edition

Ozlin and Rusty’s friend Piggy has the CUTEST doggie jammies.  Seriously the cutest things in the world.  So of course I decided that Oz needs PJs because the last effort to clothe her Royal Chubness went so very well.  /sarcasm

At Wal-Mart I found a pattern for a doggie dinosaur costume for less than $1.00 so of course I had to buy it.  Jinx helped me pick out the pink fleece for her and off to work I went!  Yes, Jinx was my accomplice in this.

So I got about the business of cutting everything out to find I’d gotten about twice as much fleece as I needed.  “I could make a whole second one of these if I wanted to!” I exclaimed without irony.  This later would come back to haunt me.

I spent more time and care pinning this thing than I do most of my own garments.

I was pleasantly surprised that it worked up rather quickly and BAM! I was ready to torture the dog.  And torture it was.

I hate you, mom.

It was WAY too small.  The length from collar to tail was spot on, the width around her deep little chest was so very, very not.  I managed to get 3 of her legs in it for this picture, but there was a moment when I was concerned that I might not then be able to get it back off of her.  Don’t judge, we’ve all been there.

Miraculously, I had enough fabric to make it all over again.

So I did.

Because I’m a crazy person.

Adjusting for Super Chub allowance.

Surely, nearly four extra inches of ease across her back would do the job right.  Surely.

Surely not.

One pair of skin-tight fleece Dino-PJs coming up!

So versatile these dino-jammies with a totally unnecessary hood!

They were STILL too tight for her to wear comfortably, but wear them she did.  You can’t really appreciate just how much of her butt-fluff was sticking out the back of this thing.  It was ridiculous.  I’m starting to think that the animals would appreciate it if I stopped trying to make stuff for them.  Apparently, I’m really bad at it.  But its fun, so they will just have to deal with it.

Pickles remains unimpressed.




Knitting is Bullshit: A Dog Sweater Story

For some ungodly reason, I took it upon myself to learn how to knit.  I’ve always crocheted and believed firmly that you do not cross those streams.  But I knew plenty of people who did both so I figured why not me?

After a few (ok, a lot) restarts and putting most of the patterns I’d found into a Try-Again-When-You-Aren’t-Brand-New-At-This pile, I came across what seemed like a straight-forward dog sweater pattern from Lion Brand.  Cute, right?  Ozlin would LOVE a sweater, don’t all dogs?

So onward I plunged.  I didn’t want to just knit-stitch into infinity, so I did it in stockinette stitch with the help of ye old YouTube and Wool And the Gang (that I adore for its clear tutorials and general awesomeness).  Also I pish-poshed the whole knit a gauge swatch, I think specifically because the pattern called for it in such an unfriendly CAPS LOCKED text.  Rude.

Bam! Dog Sweater.

Things that I’ve learned about knitting:

  1. Do not drop stitches, you don’t know how to fix that shit
  2. Always try to use the recommended yarn weight and needle size, they do this for a reason
  3. ALWAYS (rude) check the damn gauge

Because if you do not obey Rules 2 and 3, you will spend a whole lot of time knitting something that is the wrong damn size.  Example:

Miserable Dog in Too Tight Sweater

Why won't you look at me?!

Luckily, Ozlin is a trooper and will suffer through anything that I make her suffer through.  Golly, she would look cute if the thing fit.  Poor darling, her fat neck was just oozing out of the too-tight neck hole.  She wore the shit out of it though for five whole minutes before the inevitable happened.

Rusty happened. He always does.

Of course I paused momentarily in progress to check my actual measurements against what the pattern said I should have and was woefully uneasy.  I knew it wasn’t right and had to force myself to even look at it.  Still I soldiered on, determined to complete a knitting project and swore that if the sweater didn’t fit Oz after all of my work, I was going to make a cat wear it.  I am a woman of my word.

Wrong time, wrong place, Pickles.

I think I will try some crochet.  There are a few things I’ve been wanting to make while I wait to get more green yarn for the Granny Squares of Doom and I could really use a yarn-win.