I have a serious problem with summer. I hate it. I know. Most people like summer. It means vacations, trips, down time, fun, the beach, and all that. For me it just means it is really too hot to go out, the sun is too bright it hurts my eyes and all around misery. I have failed at making friends here. Or actually I did manage to make friends but they tend to leave the country. Or leave in the summer. Or get summer depression themselves. It has been a while since I updated here. So I might as well do it anyways it might help me feel a little bit more cheerful.
The 6yo graduated Kindergarten this year. She is psyched to be going to first grade. And so am I. The school day will be longer. So yay.
I started an Antarktis then ripped it out because it wasn’t fun knitting it.
I learned that you can make really awesome cheese puff crackers. We made them because the 6yo wanted to play with her cookie cutter set.
I started a pair of socks then ripped them too.
We got a rainbow loom. We also got a little obsessed with it.
We tried to make cold porcelain but it was an epic fail.
I started a ripple blanket. It is wide enough for our king sized bed so it will be a while before it is done.
I started a viajante. Because I am a sucker for large projects with thin yarn and small needles. I don’t have lace weight so I am using fingering. I also don’t have enough so I will be color blocking it. I am stash busting. If I like it I will order some lace weight.
And finally, I am making dolls again. There is something magical about creating dolls and their characters. I love making their clothes, accessories and imaginary lives that they lead.
