Tue Nov 30, 2004

Holy, Freaking, Cow… It’s December.

I can hardly believe it. We are on the brink of 2005!!! How did this happen? You know what makes me feel older than anything else? It’s not that I’m almost 30. It’s not that I have back problems (that was a stupid car accident). It’s not that I have three children, or that I’ve been married over a decade. It’s that time FLIES! It goes so fast. I can’t believe it. When winter began this year, I didn’t think to myself, “Wow, no sun for months, better settle in for the long haul”, like I usually do. Instead, I thought, “Good grief, it’ll be spring again before I know it, and I’ll have to start pulling weeds again.” Seriously. How did this happen? I have memories of being a kid, and hearing adults say things like that. “How could it be Christmas already?” I though they were insane. It had been 12 YEARS since the last Christmas. What in the world were they talking about? Now it’s me, and I’m old.

OK, enough of that. Want to know what my favorite thing to do is, besides knitting? (and it’s a very close second. Sometimes they even switch places). It’s looking through knitting books. I enjoy magazines tremendously, but I really like books. As I was reading the world’s funniest blog last night, I was reminded of one of my most recent acquisitions, and certainly one of my favorites. Have a look. This book is totally cool. Part of the reason it is so cool is because I have proven that I would wear anything I could knit out of it. I have already knit one pair of gloves in my lifetime, and I genuinely enjoyed the process.

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Now that it’s turned cold, I wear them almost every day. I can only imagine how wonderful beee-ut-eeful, colorful fair isle gloves would be. I know how enjoyable perusing through this book is, because I’ve done it many, many times. I commented on Steph’s blog and told her that I want to turn many of her gorgeous mittens into gloves. In order to do that, I’ll need some books. Like this one and this one. Just putting it out there.

As for actual knitting… Here’s the pretty mohair I told you about,

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and here’s the other ball, plus some peony petals.

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Finally, here’s one of the last stems of leaves on the peony bush in my front yard that isn’t brown and yucky. I have photographed it to serve as a guide for the accompanying greenery to my big, luscious flower in the making.

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(I think I’m actually going to end up using some Turkish Olive, Lamb’s Pride for the leaves of this particular flower, instead of the fluffy mohair, but there are more flowers to make, so I’m sure the other stuff will get used). And since I don’t feel like retyping what this is all about, click here if you’re confused, or check out the Flowerswap 2004 link in the sidebar.

AND… my clogs are still wet from felting, despite the fact that they have been sitting in front of my heater for the last two days. Curses.

6 Responses to “Holy, Freaking, Cow… It’s December.”

  1. FYRKRKR Says:

    AMEN to that! I’m one of those people who’s calendars revolve around “How many days/months until Christmas”. I get a lot of grief about it all year long, but I just laugh it off. How can you not be happy on July 25th, knowing that the best day in the whole world is a mere 5 months away? Alas, it is December 1st and I am far behind where I need to be!

  2. Renee Says:

    I know exactly what you mean. When I was growing up, my grandparents would constantly talk about how fast time goes and I thought it was some sort of weird, old people thing – like how my grandma saved the wrapping paper and bows to reuse on Christmas. Now it all makes sense. I feel like it’s March, not December.

  3. Jessica Says:

    Quit reading my mind! I’ve got “Folk Knitting in Estonia” and “Latvian Mittens” sitting right here next to me. I borrowed them from the Guild. If only I wore mittens.

  4. Janet Says:

    Buy them now! Then you can lovingly peruse them and even take them to bed with you. I have all of them and still haven’t attempted any of the patterns. I’m frozen in fear that I may actually have to make a decision! Can’t wait to see what you decide to kit from them.

  5. Amy Lu Says:

    I was LOL when I read the beginning of your post. One of my earliest memories was of a very long (so it seemed) day. I asked my mom what day it was. She said “Tuesday.” So I went back outside to play. I did a ton of stuff. Rode my big wheel, talked to the neighbor kids, played in the back yard, etc. Then I went back in the kitchen and asked my mom, “Now what day is it?” her response, “It’s still Tuesday.” Me, “It’s STILL TUESDAY?!?”

    (Me, this morning, writing out a check) “What day is it today?” ” What? Thursday? What happened to Wednesday?!?” “It’s December already, isn’t it?” (At that point I was receiving the old-people-are-weird stare from the register girl)

    So if time is flying so fast, we must be having fun, right?

  6. Cindy Says:

    Very pretty gloves

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