<?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-18175077</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:43:32.351-07:00</updated><category term='FInished Objects'/><category term='None'/><title type='text'>Yorkshire Lass Knits</title><subtitle type='html'>Daily Ramblings of a neurotic knitter</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-7914687061146528861</id><published>2010-11-07T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:43:20.032-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='None'/><title type='text'>The Yorkshire Lass Dictionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Most Knitters label a knit a "Finished Object" when there's absolutely nothing left to do, you're minutes away from sliding your arms into your lovely, new cardigan and walking out the front door. In my dictionary, the definition of "finished" is slightly different.&amp;nbsp; The cardigan is off the needles, with a few minor details to turn your attention to. Such as, sewing on buttons, weaving in yarn ends, or maybe you still have a sleeve to knit. As I said, &lt;b&gt;minor&lt;/b&gt; details. Case in point, 28thirty by Zephyr Style. I was enamored with this jacket the moment I laid eyes on it. The Michelin Man sleeves, the up to your ears military inspired (if you ask me) collar. I had to knit this masterpiece. So I did. Let me tell you, I knit every stitch with a smile on my face. And then I got to the end. Last stitch bound off, it's lovely, I knew it would be! Fast forward 6 months. My lovely jacket still lies in a pile of "finished" knits, waiting for it's buttons and to have it's ends weaved? woven? in. I can't give you an explanation as to why I have yet to truly finish. I use the same procrastination technique on almost every single knit I produce. If anyone out there is reading this, I could use some tips on how to break the cycle. For now, I'll continue to visit my 28thirty in the wardrobe of finished knits. Dreaming of the day when I can slide my arms in and walk out the front door.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-7914687061146528861?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/7914687061146528861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=7914687061146528861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7914687061146528861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7914687061146528861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2010/11/yorkshire-lass-dictionary.html' title='The Yorkshire Lass Dictionary'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-3152055950287073024</id><published>2010-11-05T02:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T02:46:02.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='None'/><title type='text'>Late Night, Early Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;I'll be waking up to get ready for work in 5 hours. Actually, I'll be waking up in 4 hours so I can call my Niece, Ashleigh, and wish her Happy Birthday. Oh, the sacrifices we make for our loved ones. Ashleigh, for one, is surely worth the extra effort. The childlike (even though she's going to be 14 today) happiness in&amp;nbsp; her voice when you pay her a compliment, tell her you love her, or perhaps sing her Happy Birthday (at 5:30am--the horror!). So, this post's for you, my dear Niece. I love being your Auntie. I love to watch "National Velvet" with you and eat Almond Bear Claws in the car, in the parking lot at Sprouts. I love to watch you learn to knit. The bonus is you really, really like it. I hope you have a perfect day. May you have every moment of happiness in the years to come. I love you, Auntie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-3152055950287073024?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/3152055950287073024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=3152055950287073024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3152055950287073024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3152055950287073024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2010/11/late-night-early-morning.html' title='Late Night, Early Morning'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6641982989369604270</id><published>2010-05-26T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:03:54.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Webs is evil.&amp;nbsp; In a lovely way.&amp;nbsp; I just placed another order.&amp;nbsp; That makes&amp;nbsp;three orders in&amp;nbsp;two weeks.&amp;nbsp; That's a little crazy.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't help myself.&amp;nbsp; It probably would've been smarter to place one order and save myself some shipping costs.&amp;nbsp; But the damage is already done, so I can't beat myself up now. Besides, I would have to be mad at myself to be beat up.&amp;nbsp; I'm not mad at all.&amp;nbsp; I'm really excited.&amp;nbsp; This order was 1 skein of Malabrigo Silky in Velvet Grapes, 2 skeins of Rowan Extra Fine Merino Dk in Cream, 2 skeins of Debbie Bliss Cashmerino Chunky in Navy, and 1 super cute Blue Sky Alpaca&amp;nbsp;Pretty Cheep Project Bag in Periwinkle.&amp;nbsp; The prices were obscenely low, which is my justification for spending again.&amp;nbsp; The knitting bug is in full effect.&amp;nbsp; And I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-6641982989369604270?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6641982989369604270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6641982989369604270' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6641982989369604270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6641982989369604270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-boy.html' title='Oh Boy'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-5802400625305573255</id><published>2010-05-23T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T12:24:31.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a While</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I never realized how much I needed technology until I was without it. 6 or so months ago, I turned my computer on and it gave me an error, "Boot disk error".&amp;nbsp; Apparently, "boot disk" is a vital part of making a computer work. And that's something my computer wouldn't do...work.&amp;nbsp; No matter what I tried, the computer would not get further than this error screen.&amp;nbsp; Not being in a position where I could afford to take the computer in to be fixed, I was forced to realize that I was now without a computer.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't pay my bills online, I couldn't access my email, I couldn't post on my blog, and worst of all, I couldn't access Ravelry.&amp;nbsp; My computer-based life skidded to a halt.&amp;nbsp; I was lucky enough to have a cell phone with internet and email access, but surfing the web on a 3x2 inch screen just isn't the same.&amp;nbsp; Years of personal photographs, videos of my daughter at 5 years old, hundreds of dollars of itunes downloads.....stuck inside a box and no way to retrieve them.&amp;nbsp; I am hopeful that when I am able to take the computer in to be fixed, they are able to retrieve all my photos and copy them to disks.&amp;nbsp; I will be devastated if they can't.&amp;nbsp; I suppose that's the karma of the PC God's laughing at me for never taking the time to back up my information through the years.&amp;nbsp; A week ago my Mother-in-Law saved the day.&amp;nbsp; She had purchased a new laptop and wanted to know if I wanted her old computer.&amp;nbsp; The best part is that her "old" computer is 50X better than mine was.&amp;nbsp; My technology enhanced life is now returning to normal.&amp;nbsp; It would have been nice if my return to this blog included photos of recently completed knitting projects.&amp;nbsp; Knitting....it's a word I haven't said in a long time. Something that was such a huge part of my life has ceased to exist.&amp;nbsp; There are many reasons why I stopped knitting.&amp;nbsp; All of them too boring to relay to you here.&amp;nbsp; What I will tell you is that my knitting slump is over.&amp;nbsp; I have the hugest stash around these parts, so I could've just grabbed a skein from my knitting room and started a project.&amp;nbsp; Or hey, here's an idea, finish a project in hibernation.&amp;nbsp; But in classic "me" style, I went on a yarn spree and am waiting not-so-patiently for my orders to arrive.&amp;nbsp; Then and only then, will I rejoin the knitting community.&amp;nbsp; Webs is having their Anniversary sale, so 8 skeins later, I was checking out and giving my visa information.&amp;nbsp; It felt so good.&amp;nbsp; But I wasn't satisfied, so I headed over to Jimmy Beans Wool.&amp;nbsp; That's when the real fun began.&amp;nbsp; Soon I hope to have some finished or at least in progress shots to show you.&amp;nbsp; Knitty friends, it is good to be back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-5802400625305573255?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/5802400625305573255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=5802400625305573255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5802400625305573255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5802400625305573255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been a While'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2348752659587665824</id><published>2009-08-01T12:02:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:56:36.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Still Have a Blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shameful. That's the only word I can use to describe the length of time it's been since I posted on my blog. When I started this blog I never would've thought that at one point it would become such an effort to write a post on a regular basis. And here we are. In fact I can't even say without doubt that I will start blogging weekly or even monthly. That's a lot of pressure you know? Actually it shouldn't be, but for me, little things like that have become sources of stress. I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia a month or so ago. Since December, the Doctors weren't able to figure out what was wrong with me. They sent me to Physical Therapy (made it worse), put me on far too many pain pills (now I'm lazy and depressed), tried shots in my neck (did absolutely nothing), had me pay hundreds of dollars for MRIs, Catscans &amp;amp; X-Rays (all showed zippo). All the while my symptoms were swiftly becoming much worse. I saw an increase in pain from one week to the next. My energy level was falling faster than my Sister drives a car (that's really fast). It's been beyond frustrating and eventually led to a lot of depression. Every single thing in my life that I once found joy from became a chore to me. Knitting didn't hold one ounce of entertainment. Not to mention the fact that picking up the needles and knitting more than 3 rows wreaked havoc on my neck and arms. Finally getting the diagnosis and starting a treatment plan last month was such a relief. Unfortunately I'm not nearly as pain-free as I'd like to be. I still can't sleep and I still have to pop pain pillers all day. In fact typing this blog post is sending waves of pain across my back. However, the most exciting part is that I've found a little bit of my joy. I am more relaxed around my family. I don't nag them or yell at every little thing. I have started picking up my knitting again. Not just a little bit...a LOT. It's amazing and it brings me such happiness. I now finally have some finished objects to show you. Although it's probably been such a long time since I've posted, that my few readers will have vanished. Even if that's true, I'm still proud to be posting and showing off my finished knits. There's actually even more to show you but I just haven't got around to having a photo shoot. Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSVX2DdcuI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ZGxoErVVb9E/s1600-h/Textured+Shawl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365077292984660706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSVX2DdcuI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ZGxoErVVb9E/s400/Textured+Shawl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSWKWrC1eI/AAAAAAAAAj0/k9nXAPWmKiM/s1600-h/Textured+Shawl+Back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365078160734082530" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSWKWrC1eI/AAAAAAAAAj0/k9nXAPWmKiM/s400/Textured+Shawl+Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/Orlane/textured-shawl-recipe"&gt;Textured Shawl Recipe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn: I lost the ballband so I can't remember, I think it was something by Plymouth? No, that's not right, I'm not sure what the hell it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made For: Probably Me...the ultimate selfish knitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSXdlLyHNI/AAAAAAAAAkE/fxSISx5Ju7c/s1600-h/Bellas+Mittens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365079590558637266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSXdlLyHNI/AAAAAAAAAkE/fxSISx5Ju7c/s400/Bellas+Mittens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://subliminalrabbit.blogspot.com/2008/12/bellas-mittens-updated-pattern.html"&gt;Bella's Mittens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn: Cascade 109 or 128, don't remember which one. Either way it's lovely yarn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Made For: Sissy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't know if these can really count as a finished object since I only finished the 1st one. The 2nd one is almost done, I just have to knit the thumb. Not sure how I feel about knitting with bulky yarn on size 8 needles. My hands were wrecked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSXd9DVJJI/AAAAAAAAAkM/eFahxWSzX7c/s1600-h/Baby+Cable+Beret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365079596965635218" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSXd9DVJJI/AAAAAAAAAkM/eFahxWSzX7c/s400/Baby+Cable+Beret.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://slomoeknits.wordpress.com/2007/03/25/slouchy-copy-cat-hat/"&gt;Slouchy Copy Cat Hat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn: Naturally Caron Country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Made For: Who else, Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I like this yarn. A bit splitty but a lovely sheen and great yardage for the price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSXeNh304I/AAAAAAAAAkU/cTetx6fTrCs/s1600-h/Fetching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365079601388704642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSXeNh304I/AAAAAAAAAkU/cTetx6fTrCs/s400/Fetching.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: The ever popular &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEsummer06/PATTfetching.html"&gt;Fetching&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Made For: Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn: Naturally Caron, Spa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn is a tad splitty but I really like it. This one has even better yardage than the Country and is a little softer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSWvSw2wiI/AAAAAAAAAj8/a5oovuq40YU/s1600-h/Toast+Arm+Warmers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365078795339874850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSWvSw2wiI/AAAAAAAAAj8/a5oovuq40YU/s400/Toast+Arm+Warmers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://a-friend-to-knit-with.blogspot.com/2008/09/toasttoasty.html"&gt;Toast&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Made For: Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn: Patons Classic Wool Merino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fun, easy, fast. 3 of my favourite words when it comes to knitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnScmai-bAI/AAAAAAAAAks/moELr_UOfuc/s1600-h/Hoot+Hoot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365085239880084482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnScmai-bAI/AAAAAAAAAks/moELr_UOfuc/s400/Hoot+Hoot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://www.kelbournewoolens.com/giveahoot.html"&gt;Give a Hoot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Made For: Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn: I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; it was by Plymouth. Garrr I need to start keeping my ballbands or writing it down. My Mum gave me a really lovely knitting journal. I really should start using it. It's sitting right there on the shelf in front of me as I type this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I made these ages ago but I don't think I ever showed them off. Poor little owls are still missing eyes. I can't find buttons small enough. My Mum had a great idea to sew eyes on with embroidery floss. I like it Mum, I really like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/18175077-2348752659587665824?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2348752659587665824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2348752659587665824' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2348752659587665824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2348752659587665824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-still-have-blog.html' title='I Still Have a Blog?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SnSVX2DdcuI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ZGxoErVVb9E/s72-c/Textured+Shawl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6866304108817377607</id><published>2009-04-22T21:18:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:39:39.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Family is Good for my Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Se_woPe5dkI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ebuuz9YO0nY/s1600-h/Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327741458344146498" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Se_woPe5dkI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ebuuz9YO0nY/s400/Family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I was a very lucky girl the week before last. My Sister and Nieces came from snowy Utah for a visit. It had been a year since I saw them. A year is far too long to go without seeing your family. Especially when you're as close as my Sister and I are. She is 3 years older than me and I've looked up to her since I was a tot. We stayed at my Mum's house for a few days and then drove down to sunny Phoenix to stay at my house. It was simply lovely. Nothing beats laying on the couch with my Sister, feet intertwined and eating Cadbury's Creme Eggs, while watching episode after episode of "Intervention". It makes my heart ache when I think about her living so far away. So 4 days of relaxing together did my heart a load of good. I sure do miss her now that she's gone home. My heart is aching once again. No completed knitting to show you just yet. But it's coming....one of these days. I'm the world's biggest procrastinator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-6866304108817377607?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6866304108817377607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6866304108817377607' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6866304108817377607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6866304108817377607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-family-is-good-for-my-soul.html' title='My Family is Good for my Soul'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Se_woPe5dkI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ebuuz9YO0nY/s72-c/Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6840798998092862188</id><published>2009-03-19T22:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:48:02.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Honour of the Hotness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lord help me, I'm a Cougar. Label me all you want, I care not. May I present, Exhibit A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315140941915132658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/ScMshp38kvI/AAAAAAAAAi8/7ULA2xax4x0/s400/Robert%2BPattinson%2B3096jbp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Need I say more?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Saturday, I'm going to Blockbuster as SOON as I wake up.  My dear Hubby put a deposit on the 2-disc DVD set of &lt;a href="http://www.twilightthemovie.com/"&gt;Twilight&lt;/a&gt;.  After purchasing, I will race home and deposit myself on the sofa.  I will not move for hours.  And hours.  And hour upon lovely hour.  I'm 35 years old and this saga (and movie) makes me feel as though I'm 17 again.  The hotness that is Robert Pattinson (as Edward Cullen) is such a fantastic bonus to this daydream inducing story.  Aaaah.  I can honestly say that not a stitch will be knit during this movie screening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-6840798998092862188?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6840798998092862188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6840798998092862188' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6840798998092862188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6840798998092862188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-honour-of-hotness.html' title='In Honour of the Hotness'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/ScMshp38kvI/AAAAAAAAAi8/7ULA2xax4x0/s72-c/Robert%2BPattinson%2B3096jbp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-7823057769695133100</id><published>2009-03-10T18:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:56:20.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Glad I'm a Knitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3621/3345853958_9be105f3d5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3621/3345853958_9be105f3d5_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm so glad I'm a knitter for many reasons. I love to start new projects. I love to finish projects. I love the feeling I get when someone loves what I've made them. I love meeting other knitters. I love Ravelry. I received an email from a fellow Ravelry member the other week. She was asking if I'd consider selling her some yarn from my stash. Normally I would gasp at the thought of parting with any item from my stash. I'm rather protective of it. This situation was a little different. This knitter was looking to buy my 3 skeins of Moda Dea Cache which has been in my stash for years. She told me she was knitting a sweater from it and ran out of the colour I had in my stash. Apparently the colourway has been discontinued. What kind of knitter would I be if I didn't help a fellow knitter in need? I told her that I would gladly send her the stash yarn, no payment needed. So what did this lovely knitter do? She sent me a thank you gift. Before I'd even mailed her yarn. I tell you what, you'll never meet nicer people than knitters.  There are two nice things about this gift.  The first is that I'm amazed by the kindness.  For all she knew, I could be a big fat liar and never mail the yarn (I'm not,  it was put in the mailbox yesterday).  The second is that for a few months I've been plagued with terrible neck pain.  I have routine check ups with an Orthopedic Specialist and Physical Therapist.  My Physical Therapist, Peggy, (whom I love because her hands always smell like oranges, even though she beats the crap out of me every visit) uses a heat wrap on my neck for 10 minutes.  Friends, it's heaven.  I drift off into la la land every time.  What did my fellow Raveler send me?  A heat wrap.  It will get SO much use and the bonus is that it has lavender in it, which is one of my favourite scents.  Today was a very good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/18175077-7823057769695133100?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/7823057769695133100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=7823057769695133100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7823057769695133100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7823057769695133100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-glad-im-knitter.html' title='I&apos;m So Glad I&apos;m a Knitter'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-8445788186490839635</id><published>2009-03-09T21:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:55:38.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Block Me Amadeus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SbXyUvdTxjI/AAAAAAAAAi0/uTqu-yBGsVY/s1600-h/Cabled+Button+Wrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311417773704070706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SbXyUvdTxjI/AAAAAAAAAi0/uTqu-yBGsVY/s400/Cabled+Button+Wrap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes my friends, that may possibly be the cheesiest blog title in existence. However cheesy, it was funny enough for my simple sense of humour to cause juice to spurt out of nose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ladies and Gents (probably not gents because it's highly doubtful there are any 'Gents' reading my blog), so never mind, Ladies....I have "finished" something. It's off the needles so to me that counts as being finished. Never mind the blocking (hence the subject for my oh so funny blog title) that needs to be done. As soon as I buy a spray bottle (lost mine in the move - hated that bottle anyway. It would only work on the "stream" setting. That's like a laser blast to a finished knit.) and hunker down on the floor to pin my life away, then it will officially be finished. Yea me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://www.yarn.com/product/webs-knitting-patterns-valley-yarns-247-cabled-button-wrap/"&gt;Cabled Button Wrap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Made For: Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn: 5 skeins Knitpicks Wool of the Andes in Camel Heather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mods: Pattern called for 19 repeats at 56".  My gauge must've been way off because at 19 repeats I was nowhere in the vicinty of 56".  So many more repeats for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-8445788186490839635?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/8445788186490839635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=8445788186490839635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8445788186490839635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8445788186490839635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/03/block-me-amadeus.html' title='Block Me Amadeus'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SbXyUvdTxjI/AAAAAAAAAi0/uTqu-yBGsVY/s72-c/Cabled+Button+Wrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2510301038040978206</id><published>2009-02-25T21:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:10:43.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cable Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/3310180249/" title="3am Cable Scotty by clackerdine73, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3395/3310180249_6161fe78f8.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt="3am Cable Scotty" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm embarrassed to admit that 1. This is the only knitted item I have ever made for my hubby.  2.  I started this hat over a year ago.  Make that almost 2 years ago.  Embarrassment aside, I'm happy with the end result.  He has worn it every single day since I finished it.  After his initial dismay that this beanie would need to be hand washed, he tried it on and was surprised at how well it fit and realized that my offer to hand wash it for him was a good one.  There was a period of worry due to his remark, "Sure I'll wear it if it fits okay and isn't scratchy".  I think that's why it took me so long to finish.  The prospect of all my hard work resulting in a beanie that would forever sit on the shelf was enough to make me set the project aside for months..  Okay, yes, years.  Never mind that...it's done.  He loves it.  He will be rewarded by possibly receiving another knitted item this year.  Heavy stress on the word 'maybe'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://smariek.blogspot.com/2006/01/chemo-hat-8-completed-3am-blue-cable.html"&gt;3AM Cable Hat&lt;/a&gt; by Smariek Knits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Made For: Hubby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn: Patons Classic Wool Merino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mods: Extra ribbing and cable repeats for a super long hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-2510301038040978206?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2510301038040978206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2510301038040978206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2510301038040978206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2510301038040978206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/02/cable-guy.html' title='Cable Guy'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3395/3310180249_6161fe78f8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2198630562692685128</id><published>2009-02-16T15:24:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:37:22.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Very Busy....The Ambitious Life of a Multi-Tasker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3377/3286048334_6084f0f500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a title="Shelf by clackerdine73, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/3286048334/"&gt;&lt;img height="312" alt="Shelf" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3377/3286048334_6084f0f500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Phew, I'm tired. I've been knitting since Friday at 9pm. No stopping. Night and day. Okay, so maybe there was a bathroom break here and there, but it really does feel as though I've been knitting 24/7. I have to go back to work tomorrow and the thought of not being able to knit for 8 hours is devastating. Even more devastating is knowing that instead of knitting, I'll be working. Ugh. Double up....Ugh Ugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This weekend has been wonderful for my knitting ego. I PLOWED my way through &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter07/PATTdahlia.html"&gt;Dahlia&lt;/a&gt;. Seriously, I never knit this fast. Not only did I knit at the speed of light, I did it without making any mistakes! Bravo me! (She's not finished yet, fingers crossed I can make it through without a disaster)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3417/3285224559_9edf9383a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_1088 by clackerdine73, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/3285224559/"&gt;&lt;img height="332" alt="DSC_1088" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3417/3285224559_9edf9383a3.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_1085 by clackerdine73, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/3286044340/"&gt;&lt;img height="332" alt="DSC_1085" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3528/3286044340_ec5b0a629c.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I successfully knit my way through 4 inches of the &lt;a href="http://smariek.blogspot.com/2007/06/miranda-scarf.html"&gt;Miranda Cabled Scarf.&lt;/a&gt; Again, no mistakes. Whatis happening here? Am I in the Twilight Zone? The team consisting of Knitting, Me and Zippo Mistakes is not usually up to bat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a title="Miranda by clackerdine73, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/3285329445/"&gt;&lt;img height="331" alt="Miranda" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3381/3285329445_80a06e8b15.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I don't know about you, but I've had quite enough of knitting without mistakes. It's boring. My poor Mother has been patiently waiting for her birthday shawl since the end of October. Looks like she'll be waiting a bit longer. Mistakes in lace make the hair on my arms stand to attention. They also cause me to run and hide for an unknown length of time. You can't see the mistake in the photo but it's there alright. There's no telling how many rows I'll have to frog back. I feel sick. However, due to the numerous high points in my knitting extravaganza, I am not going to beat myself up over this one for long. I'll see you again soon &lt;a href="http://thriftyknitter.com/?p=219"&gt;Woodland Shawl.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a title="Woodland Shawl by clackerdine73, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/3286045402/"&gt;&lt;img height="331" alt="Woodland Shawl" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3490/3286045402_5a072cf533.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now what do you say we round off this post with another happy knitting experience? My fourth Irish Hiking Scarf. Actually, it may be the fifth, I don't know, I'm losing track. This scarf is so incredibly fast and easy, it just flies off the needles. You can never ever go wrong with this pattern. When your knitting has you down and you're questioning your skills, pull out a couple of hanks of something warm and squishy and knit away. You'll be patting yourself on the back in no time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/3285292323/" title="Hiker by clackerdine73, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3303/3285292323_60459d2dfe.jpg" width="467" height="500" alt="Hiker" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&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/18175077-2198630562692685128?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2198630562692685128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2198630562692685128' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2198630562692685128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2198630562692685128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/02/very-very-busythe-ambitious-life-of.html' title='Very Very Busy....The Ambitious Life of a Multi-Tasker'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3377/3286048334_6084f0f500_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-1004331038336715417</id><published>2009-02-07T22:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:02:31.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I Do Declare....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SY51aWexN-I/AAAAAAAAAiY/rBhiPuMA560/s1600-h/Scotty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SY51aWexN-I/AAAAAAAAAiY/rBhiPuMA560/s400/Scotty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300302907033335778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kissed me in Target.  He held my hand in Michael's.  He never complained as I wandered through the aisles of yarn, over and over again.  He walked beside me and told me I am "one of those girls who doesn't need to wear make-up" (I'm surely not).  Today there were no flowers or candles or romantic music.  He's just not that kind of guy.  But in his own special way, he has a knack for making me feel like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SY50heFR2AI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/tKJoO0NOeoc/s1600-h/Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SY50heFR2AI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/tKJoO0NOeoc/s400/Me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300301929821362178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love that man of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-1004331038336715417?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/1004331038336715417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=1004331038336715417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1004331038336715417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1004331038336715417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-i-do-declare.html' title='Well I Do Declare....'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SY51aWexN-I/AAAAAAAAAiY/rBhiPuMA560/s72-c/Scotty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2315385658739651220</id><published>2009-02-07T00:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:27:56.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come On.  What Are You Waiting For?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SY03CzhY7cI/AAAAAAAAAiA/r0zY-F9I9Dw/s1600-h/lakechelan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SY03CzhY7cI/AAAAAAAAAiA/r0zY-F9I9Dw/s400/lakechelan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299952857814461890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My yarn damnit!  I'm patiently (actually I'm not being patient at all) waiting for 4-skeins of Cascade 220 in Lake Chelan Heather to arrive on my doorstep.  I told myself I was on a yarn diet.  I lied.  As soon as it gets here I will immediately drop whatever I'm doing and start the lovely &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter07/PATTdahlia.html"&gt;Dahlia&lt;/a&gt; from Knitty.  I was inspired by the beauty &lt;a href="http://knittymuggins.wordpress.com/2009/01/31/dahlia/"&gt;Knittymuggins&lt;/a&gt; recently finished.  I only hope mine turns out as lovely.  Oooooh I wish that wool would get here NOW!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-2315385658739651220?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2315385658739651220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2315385658739651220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2315385658739651220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2315385658739651220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/02/come-on-what-are-you-waiting-for.html' title='Come On.  What Are You Waiting For?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SY03CzhY7cI/AAAAAAAAAiA/r0zY-F9I9Dw/s72-c/lakechelan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6816598625174956050</id><published>2009-01-31T16:20:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:30:26.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Park. Drive. Neutral. Reverse</title><content type='html'>I was a woman on a mission.  Usually I knit several projects at the same time.  Not this one.  This was an absolute monogamous knit.  It's still somewhat chilly here in Phoenix and I've found that wearing a scarf in the morning is the perfect accessory to take the chill away.  So of course I needed a new scarf.  In steps the Asherton Reversible Scarf by the very talented Smariek Knits.  On a side note....holy moly, red is VERY hard to photograph.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smariek.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SYTeNWPrFUI/AAAAAAAAAhw/jnTmDMSQAJY/s1600-h/Asherton+Reversible+Scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SYTeNWPrFUI/AAAAAAAAAhw/jnTmDMSQAJY/s400/Asherton+Reversible+Scarf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297603382585529666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SYTesTWQcJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/2KpJYs7p7so/s1600-h/Asherton+Reversible+Close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SYTesTWQcJI/AAAAAAAAAh4/2KpJYs7p7so/s400/Asherton+Reversible+Close.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297603914383782034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://smariek.blogspot.com/2006/09/asherton-reversible-scarf.html"&gt;Asherton Reversible Scarf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yarn: Knit Picks Wool of the Andes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made For: Me, the ultimate selfish knitter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-6816598625174956050?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6816598625174956050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6816598625174956050' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6816598625174956050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6816598625174956050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/01/park-drive-neutral-reverse.html' title='Park. Drive. Neutral. Reverse'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SYTeNWPrFUI/AAAAAAAAAhw/jnTmDMSQAJY/s72-c/Asherton+Reversible+Scarf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4433145943237847504</id><published>2009-01-20T20:28:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:39:44.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who You Callin' a Lady?</title><content type='html'>Fantastic.  I finally finished.  I wore her to work today and couldn't even wait for people to ask.  I would just blurt out to anyone that happened to look my way, "I made this you know".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3478/3214604710_3c1cb3dcc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 412px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3478/3214604710_3c1cb3dcc1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://www.flintknits.com/blog/?p=151"&gt;February Lady Sweater&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made For: Me Mee Meeeee&lt;br /&gt;Yarn: Cascade 220 Heathers, Summer Sky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-4433145943237847504?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4433145943237847504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4433145943237847504' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4433145943237847504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4433145943237847504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-you-callin-lady.html' title='Who You Callin&apos; a Lady?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3478/3214604710_3c1cb3dcc1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-7158125068510321948</id><published>2009-01-19T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:51:07.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh...cause I feel special right now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm just sayin'..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" cellpadding="1" border="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #0066B3; color: white; font: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HowManyOfMe.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;table width="100%" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" cellpadding="0" border="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="120" style="padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://howmanyofme.com" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://extimg.howmanyofme.com/extimages/howmany-logo.png" alt="Logo" width="100" height="100" style="border: 1px black" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #000;"&gt;There are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;or fewer&lt;/b&gt; people with my name in the U.S.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;http://howmanyofme.com"&gt;How many have your name?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-7158125068510321948?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/7158125068510321948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=7158125068510321948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7158125068510321948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7158125068510321948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/01/ohcause-i-feel-special-right-now.html' title='Oh...cause I feel special right now...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-727356349002072421</id><published>2009-01-14T22:48:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:08:29.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary, How Does Your Garden Grow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've made a discovery.&lt;/span&gt;  My thumb is green. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My inspiration is my Mum's lovely garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291394994463436082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7PtmNF7TI/AAAAAAAAAgY/QPYXYLa3eU8/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It will be &lt;strong&gt;many&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;many&lt;/strong&gt; years before I have her knack for growing and caring for plant life. Until then, I imagine (hope) my love for gardening will continue to grow just as my garden does. To date, I have only had one casualty. RIP Dear Hawaiian looking flower/plant thingy. You were pretty while you lasted. On a lighter note, here's a little photo shoot of a few of the survivors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7RoE7cNAI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ltgu7mG61so/s1600-h/3198718882_e222887ea3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291397098654938114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7RoE7cNAI/AAAAAAAAAhA/ltgu7mG61so/s400/3198718882_e222887ea3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7RnhZmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAgg/sWOEHNU1YQE/s1600-h/3197872401_122e3a60aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291397089117750162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7RnhZmQ5I/AAAAAAAAAgg/sWOEHNU1YQE/s400/3197872401_122e3a60aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7Rn3DcdXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/B-hIPCJdcY4/s1600-h/3197872443_a7d9796957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291397094930412914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7Rn3DcdXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/B-hIPCJdcY4/s400/3197872443_a7d9796957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7RnxbsmII/AAAAAAAAAgw/l889nRq1AEI/s1600-h/3197872475_a791ed38ae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291397093421521026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7RnxbsmII/AAAAAAAAAgw/l889nRq1AEI/s400/3197872475_a791ed38ae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7RoOE6XvI/AAAAAAAAAg4/5FJ02GUXPS8/s1600-h/3197872509_0c184672cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291397101110583026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7RoOE6XvI/AAAAAAAAAg4/5FJ02GUXPS8/s400/3197872509_0c184672cd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Knitty news, after an extended stay in the closet o' never-finished, I have pulled out my February Lady Sweater and now have an 'almost' wearable cardi.  One sleeve to go and *POW* she's done.  You have no idea how incredibly excited I am to finish this one.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&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/18175077-727356349002072421?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/727356349002072421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=727356349002072421' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/727356349002072421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/727356349002072421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/01/mary-mary-quite-contrary-how-does-your.html' title='Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary, How Does Your Garden Grow?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SW7PtmNF7TI/AAAAAAAAAgY/QPYXYLa3eU8/s72-c/DSC_0112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-283966005916858858</id><published>2009-01-04T14:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:50:11.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudora Too Bigga</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's my own fault. One of these days I will hopefully learn that a gauge swatch could prevent many swear words. Swear words that are uttered upon realizing that a project is far too big or small. In this case, instead of a neckwarmer with a bit of a Tudor twist, I have a cabled neck brace. Poo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287558486843521186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SWEubdlo-KI/AAAAAAAAAgI/edBav33zj0k/s320/Tudora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287558483374018834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SWEubQqckRI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/04dLpwkwC28/s320/Tudora+Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEwinter07/PATTtudora.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tudora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Not sure...label lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made For: Apparently, the intended wearer is a linebacker with a very large neck.  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-283966005916858858?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/283966005916858858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=283966005916858858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/283966005916858858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/283966005916858858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/01/tudora-too-bigga.html' title='Tudora Too Bigga'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SWEubdlo-KI/AAAAAAAAAgI/edBav33zj0k/s72-c/Tudora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2210176005449475750</id><published>2009-01-03T08:32:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T08:48:42.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Christmas Lovin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few more knitted Xmas goodies for your consideration.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SV-GL-phZ2I/AAAAAAAAAf4/7eDN0JInbpA/s1600-h/I%27ve+Got+Game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287092027910088546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SV-GL-phZ2I/AAAAAAAAAf4/7eDN0JInbpA/s320/I%27ve+Got+Game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SV-GMCQSQpI/AAAAAAAAAgA/j1l99rmDI0s/s1600-h/I%27ve+Got+Game+Close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287092028877980306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SV-GMCQSQpI/AAAAAAAAAgA/j1l99rmDI0s/s320/I%27ve+Got+Game+Close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: Felted Nintendo DS Case / Or as I like to call it, "I've Got Game" (see previous post for Ravelry Link)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This are post-felting photos. My very first felting experience. SO surprisingly easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SV-GK-mUIaI/AAAAAAAAAfg/c3y9JhIBnpU/s1600-h/Beretzing+Grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287092010716766626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SV-GK-mUIaI/AAAAAAAAAfg/c3y9JhIBnpU/s320/Beretzing+Grace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: House Hats (see previous post for Ravelry Link)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made For: Gracie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Universal Classic Worsted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SV-GLCRlxZI/AAAAAAAAAfo/JPJrrGfQj1A/s1600-h/Calorimetry+for+Grace2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287092011703584146" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SV-GLCRlxZI/AAAAAAAAAfo/JPJrrGfQj1A/s320/Calorimetry+for+Grace2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter06/PATTcalorimetry.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Calorimetry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made For: Gracie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Patons SWS&lt;br /&gt;*please* excuse my 4-finger forehead. I know it's distracting...try to pay attention to the knitted item only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SV-GLmAVaYI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ubd6VfcFWSc/s1600-h/Jayne%27s+Scarflet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287092021294885250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SV-GLmAVaYI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ubd6VfcFWSc/s320/Jayne%27s+Scarflet2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bellaknitting.typepad.com/bella_knitting/2007/12/recipe-for-a-sc.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recipe for a Scarflet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made for: Sissy Jayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Red Heart Soft - Sissy has a serious wool reaction and not in a good way. It's all acrylic, all the time for her. She can handle cotton as well but cotton and my hands don't get on very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the by......I am already 12 minutes into keeping one of my New Year's promises to myself. I did an A.M. Yoga program this morning. 12 minutes long. Doesn't sound too impressive does it? If you knew how many times I'd been to the gym in the last 2-years...you'd be very impressed with my 12 minutes of yoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/18175077-2210176005449475750?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2210176005449475750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2210176005449475750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2210176005449475750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2210176005449475750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-christmas-lovin.html' title='More Christmas Lovin...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SV-GL-phZ2I/AAAAAAAAAf4/7eDN0JInbpA/s72-c/I%27ve+Got+Game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4442463214745032167</id><published>2008-12-17T20:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:20:39.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooh You've Got Some Pie.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3150/3113990691_13efc5b649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3150/3113990691_13efc5b649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love pie. Cherry pie. Apple pie. Rhubarb pie. Pretty much any pie (except peach-yuck) you put in front of me will be consumed. I have never actually made a pie. Until now. Triple Layer Pumpkin Spice Pie. It was super easy. Granted, that was because it was a cheater's pie. It included ingredients such as "Honey Maid Graham Pie crust" and "pumpkin spice pudding mix". Although I did caramelize pecans for the first time.  I am quite proud of myself. Not only was it easy, it tastes like fluffy slices of heaven. I'm like Betty fricking Crocker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Knitting news, I've finished a few Christmas knitty items. I better hurry the hell up or I'm never going to finish everything on time. To top off my knitty anxiety, my neck went out yesterday morning and the pain is going all the way down my right arm. As you well know, that is not good news for a knitter. Not to worry, I will persevere if it kills me. I went to the Doc and the nurse proceeded to give me a shot in the bum!!  It didn't help the pain but it did give me a good laugh when the nurse told me, "It'll burn but don't worry...I'll blow on it". And she wasn't joking. What a sight it must've been. Me with my dress hiked up and my pantyhose pulled halfway down. Nurse Joanna with a needle in one hand, blowing on my butt cheek.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3260/3117286296_7dbc492882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3260/3117286296_7dbc492882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/house-hats-beanie-and-beret"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;House Hats Beret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Ravelry Link)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made For: Ashleigh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Universal Classic Worsted Tapestry - waaay less than 1 skein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3233/3116470077_4da026815e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3233/3116470077_4da026815e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/felted-nintendo-ds-case"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Felted Nintendo DS Case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (Ravelry Link) - Photo is pre-felting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made For: Ashleigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Patons Soy Wool Stripes - less than 1 skein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3185/3117536864_6447c19bbd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 534px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 354px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3185/3117536864_6447c19bbd_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEsummer06/PATTfetching.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fetching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made For: Ashleigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Elann Peruvian Baby Silk in Cornflower - less than 1 skein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three Christmas Knitties down.  Seven gazillion to go.  &lt;/span&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/18175077-4442463214745032167?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4442463214745032167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4442463214745032167' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4442463214745032167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4442463214745032167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/12/oooh-youve-got-some-pie.html' title='Oooh You&apos;ve Got Some Pie.......'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3150/3113990691_13efc5b649_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4141827343848429071</id><published>2008-12-07T09:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T10:15:40.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When people try to progress, someone must suffer.</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately, that person is my Hubby. He strongly felt that yesterday be devoted to the cleaning o' the house. Now, I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he'd received my memo explaining that this weekend be entirely devoted to Christmas knitting. Apparently he had not. After a few huffs, puffs and evil glares (from both of us) we went our separate ways. He to the back yard for a little John Deere mowing time. I sequestered myself in my knitting room and knit until my fingers felt like they were broken. Granted, a few "me" projects made their way into the Christmas knitting queue. That was to be expected. I'm a selfish knitter to the bone. Spending an entire day without working on something for myself would probably end in a tantrum. I found out yesterday that unselfish knitting is not the only thing that will throw me into a fit. It seems my hubby trying to make me pick up dog poo instead of knitting will do it as well. It took me a long time to get all the stitches back on the needle after I threw my WIP across the desk. Where is this anger coming from? Aah that's right....I quit smoking two+ months ago. Good for the health...not so good for the demeanor. I knew my mood had gone a bit too far down the bitch path when later in the day Hubby asked me to help him with something. I thought I had very nicely said, "Sure no problem". Turns out it came out of my mouth a little differently because his response was, "Maybe we should do it tomorrow when you like me a little more". Poor Poor Hubby. I guess he's now learned the hard way that knitting ALWAYS trumps chores. He'll forgive me when he wears his lovely new mittens on Christmas Day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/STwCqxflcTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9V-F4IULhMA/s1600-h/Scotty%27s+Mittens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277095797234954546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/STwCqxflcTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9V-F4IULhMA/s320/Scotty%27s+Mittens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://knitwithkt.blogspot.com/2007/11/basic-mens-mittens.html"&gt;Basic Men's Mittens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making For: Neglected Hubbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yarn: Lion Brand Wool Ease&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/STwCrPers8I/AAAAAAAAAVk/bIl7mOd8js4/s1600-h/Gracie%27s+Mittens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277095805284234178" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/STwCrPers8I/AAAAAAAAAVk/bIl7mOd8js4/s320/Gracie%27s+Mittens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://www.chroniclebooks.com/Chronicle/excerpt/0811835332-e2.html"&gt;Warmest Mittens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yarn: Universal Yarn Classic Tapestry Worsted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making For: My Niece, Gracie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/STwCsZweLxI/AAAAAAAAAV0/EJlKVK3Lp2w/s1600-h/Chevron+Scarf4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277095825223069458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/STwCsZweLxI/AAAAAAAAAV0/EJlKVK3Lp2w/s320/Chevron+Scarf4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://www.domesticrafts.com/Clog/PermaLink,guid,a1e51312-e453-417f-8f69-e00b57fad053.aspx"&gt;Chevron Scarf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yarn: Knit Picks Memories - don't remember the colourways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making For: Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/STwCsIK4onI/AAAAAAAAAVs/gnmnHNVw-MM/s1600-h/Koolhaus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277095820502016626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/STwCsIK4onI/AAAAAAAAAVs/gnmnHNVw-MM/s320/Koolhaus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://shop.interweave.com/Koolhaas-Hat-P211C36.aspx"&gt;Koolhaas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yarn: Malabrigo, Terracotta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making For: Me&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/18175077-4141827343848429071?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4141827343848429071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4141827343848429071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4141827343848429071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4141827343848429071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-people-try-to-progress-someone.html' title='When people try to progress, someone must suffer.'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/STwCqxflcTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/9V-F4IULhMA/s72-c/Scotty%27s+Mittens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-730804742119927532</id><published>2008-12-01T20:20:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:32:03.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Hello Ladies, Did You Miss Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A good friend of mine kindly pointed out today that I haven't blogged since my birthday. Even though I feel a little guilty for my brief departure from the blogging world, I don't come back to you empty handed. Don't get me wrong....I do realize that in three months time, I should be able to produce more than a hat and a scarf. Unfortunately, my knitting mojo has been sitting in a drawer these past few months and I've had to drag it out kicking and screaming. The good news is that I'm very pleased with the two items I've managed to finish. The even better news is that I'm 99% certain my knitting slump is officially over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Ooh La La Cabled Beret by clackerdine73, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/3075617403/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/3075616913_1e3d6778cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 462px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/3075616913_1e3d6778cd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3161/3076453380_32e40ef134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3161/3076453380_32e40ef134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Ooh La La by clackerdine73, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/3076453380/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern:&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/cable-beret"&gt; Cabled Beret&lt;/a&gt; (Ravelry link), Debbie Bliss Knitting Magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Cascade 220, One Skein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mods: Due to serious yarn shortage issues I had to cut out approx 9 rows towards the end of the pattern. I really don't think it made that much of a difference and I am still VERY pleased with the finished item. I will wear this many times in the cold days to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Lainie2 by clackerdine73, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/3071582868/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3250/3071582868_63c2906230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3250/3071582868_63c2906230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: Chevron Scarf, Domesticrafts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Random colourways from Claudia Handpainted and KPPPM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mods: None...this pattern is practically perfect in every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made for: My lovely Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stay tuned for more knitty news....it's going to be a very busy December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-730804742119927532?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/730804742119927532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=730804742119927532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/730804742119927532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/730804742119927532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-hello-ladies-did-you-miss-me.html' title='Well Hello Ladies, Did You Miss Me?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/3075616913_1e3d6778cd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2888720501482179423</id><published>2008-09-06T15:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:27:43.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My hubby thinks he's terrible at buying birthday presents. I beg to differ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="332" alt="DSC_0298" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3224/2832967689_4f418431a4.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;img height="331" alt="DSC_0325" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3183/2832968319_0594c7f48f.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="332" alt="DSC_0302" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3287/2833806902_7c3f455ae0.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3183/2832968319_0594c7f48f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3287/2833806902_7c3f455ae0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/18175077-2888720501482179423?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2888720501482179423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2888720501482179423' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2888720501482179423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2888720501482179423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3224/2832967689_4f418431a4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-321763241771182716</id><published>2008-08-31T08:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T09:29:33.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So You've Settled Down Then?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, I have not. I had no idea it would take such a long time to feel at home in our new place. I'm sure it's due in part to the lack of furniture acquisition. Is it really that hard to select a couch and a dining room table? For me, yes. We found a couch, fell in love, had it delivered and immediately realized it was too small. Drat. We went looking yesterday for a replacement but there was nothing that tickled my fancy. My Mother-In-Law has offered us her couch. She's ready for a new one and knows we've always loved her sectional. It's a little too long on one side but I think I could live with that. Hey...it's a free couch. I did have luck finding a loveseat for my library/music room. It is by far the most beautiful little loveseat I've ever seen. It was love at first sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3267/2813701339_e22fc93e6f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3267/2813701339_e22fc93e6f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To date, it is the only thing worth swooning over in this room. I have yet to buy book shelves or lamps or end tables or art or ANYTHING to make this room a habitable place. All in good time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In knitting news, the world has been a mightly desolate place. I have knit approximately 30 minutes worth in the past month. It's shameful. I've been in such a funk since moving in the house and the thought of picking up my sticks and paying attention to something has been too much for my brain to handle. I don't know why I'm being so dramatic about this move. I should be elated that I have this beautiful new home with so many design possibilities. Day by day I'm starting to settle in a little more. I gave myself a kick in the arse yesterday and decided that I'm being a big baby and need to enjoy this transition in my life. There. Drama over. It's that easy, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To celebrate this newfound optimisim, here are a few pictures of my favourite place....my back garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3091/2813700365_78fb426c46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3091/2813700365_78fb426c46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3236/2814549218_0c034883e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3236/2814549218_0c034883e0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3249/2813700493_e4a0857278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3249/2813700493_e4a0857278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-321763241771182716?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/321763241771182716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=321763241771182716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/321763241771182716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/321763241771182716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-youve-settled-down-then.html' title='So You&apos;ve Settled Down Then?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3267/2813701339_e22fc93e6f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4994443263595685780</id><published>2008-08-03T18:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T18:51:01.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardi Knitters Unite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you haven't already seen it, the new Vogue Knitting is a beaut. There are pages after pages of fabulous cardigans. The kind that make me go all warm inside. I've made some serious progress on a cardi of my own. The &lt;a href="http://www.flintknits.com/blog/?p=151"&gt;February Lady Sweater&lt;/a&gt; is a joy to knit.  The Cascade 220 is a tad rough but think it will do well in a nice, soapy bath.  It's longer now than in the photo.  I always get nervous when I know I'm nearing the end.  I'm never sure if I've made it too long or too short.  I try it on but my heart still does a flutter when I'm binding off.  All is moving along with the new home.  I'm not so far as painting but I did install my very first door knob.  I'm quite the handywoman you know.  Although I'm told I still need to work on my laundry skills.  All in good time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="331" alt="February Lady Sweater" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3006/2650663055_6375685e45.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-4994443263595685780?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4994443263595685780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4994443263595685780' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4994443263595685780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4994443263595685780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/08/cardi-knitters-unite.html' title='Cardi Knitters Unite'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3006/2650663055_6375685e45_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-8091044078865941228</id><published>2008-07-25T21:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:32:33.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't really give a rat's behind. I'm moving in. I'm tired of living in a van down by the river!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well friends, it's done.  My townhouse is sold and hubby and I are the proud owners of a new home.  I've been doing a happy dance ever since I got the phone call to say everything was finalized.  Hubby didn't hoot and holler until he had the keys in his hand.  Then I got to see his happy dance.  I ran through the house like a 5-year old and then laid in my beautiful grassy back garden and stared up at the clouds.  The seller left us a wonderful note to tell us the neighbours names and even told us not to worry about the big dog next door (his name is George) because he's ever so friendly.  She wished us many happy years in our new home.  What a lovely thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-8091044078865941228?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/8091044078865941228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=8091044078865941228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8091044078865941228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8091044078865941228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-really-give-rats-behind-im.html' title='I don&apos;t really give a rat&apos;s behind. I&apos;m moving in. I&apos;m tired of living in a van down by the river!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-8551025229001905664</id><published>2008-07-22T21:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:48:46.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movin' On Up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I preface this post by informing you that I started my monthly visit with Auntie Flo this morning, so it's likely I'm a bit more emotional than usual.  That said.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pardon my french, but this moving business is quite shitty.  I have lived in my townhouse for almost eight years.  It is the only place I've lived (since I moved away from home at 18) that I've found peace, quiet and security.  Leaving that to go not only to a new house, but a new neighborhood as well, is quite the shock to my system.  We haven't moved in yet, but I am already starting to feel the emotions of leaving my home and starting a new one.  As we did our final walk through today, I discovered that my next door neighbour is an incredibly large Bull Mastiff.  He greeted me by standing against the fence and poking his head over (He's taller than me!!!).He then proceeded to announce his presence by loudly barking.  I can only imagine how my two little mutts will react to this.  I see a barking war in the near future.  Unless my dogs are such chicken shits that they immediately run inside.  That's the option I'm hoping for.  I'm also hoping that the monster dog does not bark all the time.  I have a small anxiety issue when it comes to things like this and I know I need to find a way to try not to worry about things I cannot control.  Maybe this beast is a life test for me.  On the other side of the worry fence, our closing is possibly (most likely) going to be delayed due to the buyer of my buyer's home.  Their docs are not yet at the title company and that transaction must close before the sale of my townhouse can go through.  The purchase of our new home cannot close until the sale of my townhouse goes through.  And the dominos tumble.  I'm trying to keep hope alive and send positive vibes and what not out to the universe (I've watched 'The Secret' several times).  It just gets tough to be optimistic sometimes.  The thing that keeps me going is knowing that once we've moved in, we get to spend some money on new furniture.  Shopping always has a way of lifting one's spirits.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-8551025229001905664?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/8551025229001905664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=8551025229001905664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8551025229001905664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8551025229001905664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/07/movin-on-up.html' title='Movin&apos; On Up?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-3464942142507695385</id><published>2008-07-19T09:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:41.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since I'm a slacker knitter and still have no finished object photos to show you, today I'd like to show off the work of my Mum, Lorraine.  She is my knitting heroine.  She's full of knitty wisdom, her cables are second to none, and she knits so fast you can see smoke coming off her needles. She's an underarm knitter. I've tried it several times, but it felt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; funky and made me feel like I was born with a deformed right arm that's several inches shorter than my left arm. Mum doesn't at all look like that when she knits. I, on the other hand, was in serious risk of having my right shoulder become permanently higher than my left because of the way I contorted my body while knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish I had photos of her many knitted goods from when I was a child. They are truly cabled bliss. Seriously. It's like Medusa's head snakes formed themselves into a sweater. I do however have a photo of the Clapotis she recently finished. Proudly I tell you that she started it due to inspiration from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/2397969664/%22%20title=%22Clapotismeg%20by%20clackerdine73,%20on%20Flickr%22%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2030/2397969664_1f2514662b.jpg%22%20width=%22373%22%20height=%22500%22%20alt=%22Clapotismeg%22%20/%3E%3C/a%3E"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the one I made for my Sissy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.   My Mum is fantastic. I love her so very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SIIV-fvlVRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/K9TuvtHMyBI/s1600-h/Mums+Clapotis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224762681120347410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SIIV-fvlVRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/K9TuvtHMyBI/s320/Mums+Clapotis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SIIWKfu1L6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/daZ1e1Hdwek/s1600-h/Mums+Clapotis+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224762887275622306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SIIWKfu1L6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/daZ1e1Hdwek/s320/Mums+Clapotis+back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pair of eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;That are brighter than the summer sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you see them, you'll realize&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why I love my sweet lorraine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet Lorraine - Nat King Cole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-3464942142507695385?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/3464942142507695385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=3464942142507695385' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3464942142507695385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3464942142507695385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/07/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SIIV-fvlVRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/K9TuvtHMyBI/s72-c/Mums+Clapotis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-8740921138179085166</id><published>2008-07-12T08:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T09:10:23.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fat Lady Aint Singin' Yet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's almost over.  2 more weeks....it will all be over in 2 weeks. I have a feeling this will be the longest 2 weeks I've ever experienced. We're almost done because......WE FOUND A HOUSE!!!!!!! The seller even agreed to close on the same day my house sale is closing. So no short-term housing for me. You have no idea how relieved I am. I watch "Intervention" on A&amp;amp;E a lot. A lot of the addicts stay in extended-stay hotels when one of their family members kicks them down some cash. I didn't want to be staying next door to Crackhead Connie and her friend Heroin Helen. Now I don't have to! WOO HOO!!!! The house we found is perfect with the exception of the master bedroom. It's a little small, but the 4th bedroom is next door so essentially we could break through the wall and create a master suite. The absolute best part about this house is this......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a title="IMG03762.jpg by clackerdine73, on Flickr" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href="&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="IMG03762.jpg" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2652301896_3daed95143_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This will be my knitting room. Look at the built in shelves and workspace. I'm pretty sure this room was made to be mine! I cannot wait to move in my books and stash! I also can't wait to rip down that frilly thing hanging over the window. I'd really like to paint the room but I'm a terrible decorator. So I have no idea what would look good. Any thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-8740921138179085166?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/8740921138179085166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=8740921138179085166' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8740921138179085166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8740921138179085166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/07/fat-lady-aint-singin-yet.html' title='The Fat Lady Aint Singin&apos; Yet'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4681444508403104603</id><published>2008-07-09T21:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T21:27:45.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Such a Knit Tease</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Chevron the 3rd by clackerdine73, on Flickr" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href="&gt;&lt;img height="331" alt="Chevron the 3rd" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3267/2650663137_36c0c2c490.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-4681444508403104603?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4681444508403104603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4681444508403104603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4681444508403104603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4681444508403104603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-such-knit-tease.html' title='I&apos;m Such a Knit Tease'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3267/2650663137_36c0c2c490_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-1217969778506881534</id><published>2008-07-06T09:14:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:41.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, Please To Forgive Me. I Am Ashamed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been a bad, bad blogger. One might think I'd forgotten my website address. One might also think that after such a long absence, I would at least have knitting content to display. Think again. I haven't forgotten my blog address and have zippo knitting to show you. I've had my house on the market for the past year and I finally got an offer at the end of June. The close date is set for July 24th so I have to find a new home by then. It's not looking good. I fell in love with a house, only to find that I couldn't afford it. All the other houses I've looked at have paled in comparison. Much to my dismay, it appears I will be looking into some short-term housing. Blah. I don't want to live in an apartment or {gasp} an extended-stay hotel. Needless to say, I have been stressed. Actually, stressed doesn't even begin to describe what I've been feeling. My hair is dull and stringy. I have more pimples than a 15-year old boy. I have round the clock anxiety. I eat as rarely as Mary Kate Olson. To sum it up, I'm a hot mess. I do have semi-finished and believe it or not, actual finished knitty items. I just don't have photos for you yet. Soon, I promise. I will redeem myself. I will at least leave you with some photos of non-knitty content. Here's a few things that put a smile on my face during this stress filled period of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SHD_HkfTg9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/W2pbmcdRw8c/s1600-h/mosaic5822210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219952473641550802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SHD_HkfTg9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/W2pbmcdRw8c/s400/mosaic5822210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From left to right (top row first))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I think that's in Cornwall, England. &lt;br /&gt;2.  My Mum stroking a swine in Seattle.  (Sounds like the start of a limerick doesn't it?)&lt;br /&gt;3.  My gorgeous nieces&lt;br /&gt;4.  My Uncle Mark (In England) holding hostage the bags of Monster Munch Crisps he was supposed to send me (I can't buy them here in AZ)&lt;br /&gt;5.  Hubby tormenting the oh so neurotic, Chopper (he'll likely need therapy for this incident)&lt;br /&gt;6.  My darling little Izzy&lt;br /&gt;7.  Fabulous friends with me on my birthday&lt;br /&gt;8.  The loves of my life&lt;br /&gt;9.  Yet another love of my life, Artyarns Regal Silk {shiver}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-1217969778506881534?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/1217969778506881534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=1217969778506881534' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1217969778506881534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1217969778506881534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/07/ah-please-to-forgive-me-i-am-ashamed.html' title='Ah, Please To Forgive Me. I Am Ashamed.'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SHD_HkfTg9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/W2pbmcdRw8c/s72-c/mosaic5822210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-1775027439503236414</id><published>2008-06-18T21:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:52:09.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Chevron Stole My Heart</title><content type='html'>Ask me how much I love this scarf?  Bunches. Gobs. Loads.  Oodles.  I'm going to visit my Mum this weekend and I shall be going to &lt;a href="http://www.thefibershopprescott.com/"&gt;The Fiber Shop&lt;/a&gt; to purchase more Chevron scarf yarn.  At this rate, come Winter, I'll have a scarf for every day of the week.  Fine by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/2591324423/" title="Chevron Scarf II by clackerdine73, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/2591324423_b2680a9d51.jpg" width="332" height="500" alt="Chevron Scarf II" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-1775027439503236414?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/1775027439503236414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=1775027439503236414' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1775027439503236414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1775027439503236414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/06/chevron-stole-my-heart.html' title='A Chevron Stole My Heart'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3252/2591324423_b2680a9d51_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6842166900482835123</id><published>2008-06-16T14:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T14:52:46.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, Decisions, Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have 4 skeins of Karabella Aurora 8 that are begging to be a scarf.  These are my first ever skeins of Aurora 8 and I'm amazed by how seriously soft this wool is.  I want to roll in it.  Trouble is, every pattern I try doesn't seem to do this gorgeous yarn justice.  So far I've tried an Irish Hiking Scarf, Sharfik and a Karaoke Cable scarf and they've all left me disappointed.  I'm partial to cables for this yarn because they really pop, but I'm limited in my choices because I only have 392 yards.  Any suggestions?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-6842166900482835123?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6842166900482835123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6842166900482835123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6842166900482835123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6842166900482835123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/06/decisions-decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, Decisions, Decisions'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-8003101411335063506</id><published>2008-06-08T20:51:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T21:13:58.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Son of a Stitch Marker!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just noticed that on either side of the lace pattern running up the sides of Alisa are...wait for it....LADDERS!!! I thought those only happened on dpn's? Obviously not. For a while I couldn't wrap my mind around what was causing it. Then the lightbulb went off (okay so it didn't go off until I googled "ladders stitch markers"). The stitch markers I'm using are too thick and therefore causing ladders at each respective point in the knitting. I have gone too far in this pattern to frog back. I'm so upset. No, I'm more than upset. I'm really effing pissed off!!!! Damn damn damn damn damn!!!! If I was telling this story at work, this is the point where a non-knitter would say, "I thought you said knitting was relaxing?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_0259 by clackerdine73, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/2563715930/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="DSC_0259" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3151/2563715930_bcfcf6e570.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;By the way....the photo doesn't do these ladders justice. They are much larger and uglier up close and personal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-8003101411335063506?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/8003101411335063506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=8003101411335063506' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8003101411335063506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8003101411335063506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/06/son-of-stitchmarker.html' title='Son of a Stitch Marker!!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3151/2563715930_bcfcf6e570_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-1860926214948537862</id><published>2008-06-08T09:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T10:28:17.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus On Your Craft One Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3111/2561664856_f04a6b35ec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3111/2561664856_f04a6b35ec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Something amazing happened this weekend. I committed myself to one project. Generally I knit a few hours on one project, get bored and then turn my attention to another project. It's a bad habit, but it's the way I am. I've accepted this. Yesterday I turned over a new leaf. It won't last long but I'm taking advantage of the temporary change in my ways. It's allowed me to get a lot done on &lt;a href="http://pursuitoffiber.com/Patterns/alisa.html"&gt;Alisa&lt;/a&gt;. I'm quite pleased with this knit. I had a setback in the beginning because I cast on for the small and it was quickly apparent it would be far too big. I begrudgingly frogged it and cast on for the x-small. Now I'm worried it's going to be too small. There's no way I'm frogging it again so I'm just going to cross my fingers that it fits. Or hope that I lose 5 pounds and then it'll fit regardless of whether I've knit a size that's slightly too small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3279/2561686508_dde1e79576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3279/2561686508_dde1e79576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-1860926214948537862?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/1860926214948537862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=1860926214948537862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1860926214948537862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1860926214948537862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/06/focus-on-your-craft-one-time.html' title='Focus On Your Craft One Time'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3111/2561664856_f04a6b35ec_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-1432447130450412372</id><published>2008-06-02T20:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T21:46:14.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme on Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My hands are feeling slightly tired and sore tonight so I didn't get a lot of knitting done.  It's too bad, because I had a lovely surprise from the Post Man at work.  More yarn to add to my lifetime supply.  Today's addition was 6 Skeins of Knitpicks Cotlin for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pursuitoffiber.com/Patterns/alisa.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pattern.  I cast on for it when I got home but the cottony/linen blend was just too much for my aging hands to handle.  So I played Guitar Hero instead.  That decision doesn't make an awful lot of sense.  Guitar Hero takes a toll of my hands as well.  But damn it I love this game.  I'm such a 14 year old inside.  I'm now taking a break from my Rockstar dreams and am happily playing along with the meme I was tagged with by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://knittymuggins.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Knittymuggins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The rules of the game get posted at the beginning. Each player answers the questions about themselves. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5-6 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read your blog. Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve posted your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was I doing 10 years ago?  10 years ago I was not in a good place in my life.  I had left my husband and was trying it on my own in the most god-awful apartment I've ever lived in.  I had neighbours above, below, and on either side of me.  Every single one of them were noisy and disrespectful.  The only thing that made it livable was my darling little Meggie Moo.  She was almost 2-years old and she made that awful place bearable.  She was and still is the light of my life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. What are 5 things on my to-do list for today (not in any particular order)? (My list is for tomorrow since today is almost over)&lt;br /&gt;Pay Bills (blechhhh!)&lt;br /&gt;Stop at the grocery store after work (double blechhh)&lt;br /&gt;Put Guitar Hero away and get some knitting done&lt;br /&gt;Make a Doctor's appointment for my allergies&lt;br /&gt;Veg on the couch the entire evening (after getting above said knitting done!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Snacks I enjoy:  Tillamook Extra-Sharp cheddar cheese on Triscuits with Jalapeno Tabasco sauce (OMG you must try this), Cadbury's Creme Eggs (Heaven...sheer heaven), Poore Brothers Salt &amp;amp; Vinegar Crisps (the key is to eat so many that the inside of your cheeks pucker).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Things I would do if I were a billionaire:  Wow...better question would be "What wouldn't I do?".  I'd get a leeetle bit of plastic surgery (my thighs and bum need some serious cottage cheese repair), buy a fabulous car and then I'd pack up all my lovely new couture clothes, buy a gorgeous cottage with lush gardens in Derbyshire, England, and knit the rest of my days away.  Oh...and I've always wanted a Slush Puppie machine.  You know the old school kind with the spinning white dog on the top and the syrup flavours you pump yourself.  The green was my ABSOLUTE favourite but the old hag cashier used to yell at me..."3 pumps girl, you're only allowed 3 pumps.  I disobeyed her warnings every single time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Places I have lived:  Chapeltown, England......Pella, IA......Prescott, AZ....Phoenix, AZ.  I hope to be able to add more to that list at some point in my future.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Jobs I’ve had: &lt;br /&gt;Cashier at Payless Shoe Store.  Holy God I hated this job.  I've never seen so many people bring stolen shoes back to a store to try and get a refund.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maid at a Hotel - The things people do to the beds in hotels is abominable.  Ever since this job I have brought my own bedding with me to hotels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Senior Loan Processor &amp;amp; Underwriter - I've been in this profession since 1993.  I used to say without a doubt that I loved my job.  At the end of every day I came home with a sense of worth and accomplishment.  Since the credit crisis, I find it a chore to drag myself out of bed every morning and the hours drag on and on.  Our production has slowed almost to a halt and I so wish for the days when being at work was a joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. Peeps I want to know more about:  I want to know more about everyone.  I love to hear people's stories and especially love to see people's photographs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not going to follow the rules on this and tag people.  Anyone who wants to play along....be my guest.  Send me a note if you do play, so I can be nosy and stalk your page&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-1432447130450412372?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/1432447130450412372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=1432447130450412372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1432447130450412372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1432447130450412372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/06/meme-on-monday.html' title='Meme on Monday'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-8253741080459695537</id><published>2008-06-01T13:59:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T14:05:05.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stripes O' The Irish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2230/2542025941_b5aef6c40f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2230/2542025941_b5aef6c40f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love this pattern. I love these colours. I love finishing.  It was a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloyarn.com/irishhikingscarf.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Irish Hiking Scarf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Universal Yarn Worsted - 2 skeins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3149/2542024403_47e1d8e08d.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2396/2542851506_c903c13048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2396/2542851506_c903c13048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/18175077-8253741080459695537?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/8253741080459695537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=8253741080459695537' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8253741080459695537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8253741080459695537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/06/stripes-o-irish.html' title='Stripes O&apos; The Irish'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2230/2542025941_b5aef6c40f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6147909255604694960</id><published>2008-05-29T10:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T10:34:04.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As Seen On TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2316/2533632587_1e9bf9b7bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2316/2533632587_1e9bf9b7bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think this is the same hat Mia Michaels was wearing during the 1st episode this season of "So You Think You Can Dance". It's from Urban Outfitters. I wish I knew how write out a pattern just from looking at something. This hat is so cute and I fell in love with it when I saw it on the show.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I've looked in my stitch dictionary for a similar lace pattern but couldn't find anything.  Any ideas?  I want this hat.  Let me rephrase.  I want to knit this hat.  I don't want to pay $25.00 for something I could potentially make myself.  Besides, they only have it in this colour and I want to make it in my new Cascade 220 Heather Tweed.  Oooh or maybe my new Malabrigo.  I just got goosebumps from the mental picture of how pretty it would be!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/18175077-6147909255604694960?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6147909255604694960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6147909255604694960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6147909255604694960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6147909255604694960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-seen-on-tv.html' title='As Seen On TV'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2316/2533632587_1e9bf9b7bb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4110548022812402591</id><published>2008-05-27T20:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:21:33.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Fill Up at Chevron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3001/2529357689_605b9fd806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3001/2529357689_605b9fd806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I can't stop! This one reminds me of flames or a sunset. It reminds my hubby of Halloween. It's freaking sweet. It wasn't always this purty though. The red/black skein is the original intended colour. The orange is not. The skein I'd planned on using with the red/black is a beautiful mix of teal, tan, light blue and white. Can you imagine? That paired with the red/black? Gorgeous.  No, not so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/2529404211_2ecc6c65b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/2529404211_2ecc6c65b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It reminds me of a Navajo blanket. There's just far too much going on for it to be pretty. The Halloween Fire Sunset is much easier on the eyes. I just don't like what the dark yarn is doing to my poor needles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3042/2529358069_95ff104112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3042/2529358069_95ff104112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-4110548022812402591?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4110548022812402591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4110548022812402591' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4110548022812402591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4110548022812402591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-fill-up-at-chevron.html' title='I Fill Up at Chevron'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3001/2529357689_605b9fd806_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-8285686297709349453</id><published>2008-05-26T17:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T17:33:41.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaah Chevrons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2526401294_f8d2fea11d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2526401294_f8d2fea11d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2018/2525580131_2b145eaa1d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand" height="309" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2018/2525580131_2b145eaa1d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So so so so so so pretty. I love this pattern so much. The one on the top still needs to be blocked, but I couldn't resist posting a photo. The one on the bottom is an experiment in colour. My daughter thinks it's ugly. I think it's got a little Dr. Seuss flair to it. Next up will be another in two different colours of Claudia Handpainted, just purchased over the weekend. My poor Central Park Hoodie and Hexacomb Cardi may never see the light of day and I don't even feel guilty. This pattern is way too much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.domesticrafts.com/Clog/2007/03/21/HappyFirstDayOfSpring.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chevron Scarf by Domesticrafts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: (#1) Claudia Hand Painted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(#2) Patons 4-ply Cotton&lt;/span&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/18175077-8285686297709349453?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/8285686297709349453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=8285686297709349453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8285686297709349453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8285686297709349453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/05/aaah-chevrons.html' title='Aaah Chevrons'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2141/2526401294_f8d2fea11d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6283890176909692065</id><published>2008-05-23T12:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:42.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise the UPS Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been having a very emotional day. The PMS monster has engulfed me. I cried 3 times and shouted at my lovely hubby before I even left the house this morning. In the moment, I was SURE I had ample reasons to be so upset.  It felt as though the entire world was out to get me and I had decided everyone around me was completely irritated with me.   To top it all off, it took some incredible maneuvering to get my jeans to button. On the way to work I realized this wasn't the case at all.  I'm just in the midst of a horrible PMS attack.  Once I got to work the day didn't get much better.  There wasn't much to do so I spent a good part of the day reading news stories.  The same stories.  Over and over.  Around 12:30pm I was granted a reprieve from my day o' emotion and boredom, when the blessed UPS man walked through the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SDcaAnK4rXI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N0_rpnQnue8/s1600-h/IMG03475.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203656492266859890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SDcaAnK4rXI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N0_rpnQnue8/s320/IMG03475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my much anticipated Malabrigo in Terracotta and Verdes.  It certainly lives up to it's reputation of being supremely yummy.  I could, however, live with out the blast of eau de massengill that shot up my nose when I took it out of the bag.  Damn, that must have been a big ass vat of vinegar they dyed these skeins in.  I'm sure it will come out when washed but...so do I wash it before I knit with it or after?  I'm not so sure I could stand to knit with it smelling like it does.  It's pretty freaking bad.  That aside, I'm so glad I ordered this wool.  It's going to knit up beautifully.  I'm going to visit my Mum this weekend and I can't decide if I want to start something new with the Malabrigo or the 220 I got yesterday.  I really should only take WIPs with me but I know myself...I won't.  The pull of a new project is too great.  I'm dreading driving to my Mum's though because the traffic on the way is always atrocious on holiday weekends.  I usually avoid it and stay home but as emotional as I've been these past two days, I really need some Mummy time.  So I'm braving the congested roads and making the trek up the mountain.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-6283890176909692065?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6283890176909692065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6283890176909692065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6283890176909692065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6283890176909692065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/05/praise-ups-man.html' title='Praise the UPS Man'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SDcaAnK4rXI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N0_rpnQnue8/s72-c/IMG03475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-206424298635320380</id><published>2008-05-22T17:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:00:10.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Down With the Brizzown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love the UPS guy. He brings me lovely presents to relieve the stress of a hectic work day. He's supposed to bring me one tomorrow as well. He's awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/2514675700_cc3e76f410_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3175/2514675700_cc3e76f410_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-206424298635320380?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/206424298635320380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=206424298635320380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/206424298635320380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/206424298635320380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-down-with-brizzown.html' title='I&apos;m Down With the Brizzown'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-7492860336192154372</id><published>2008-05-17T06:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:44.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And All You Gain and All You Make</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; am a Yarn Ho. I can't stop myself from buying it. It's the damn sales. No, no, that's a lie. I don't just buy it on sale. I buy it full price as well. Do they have rehab for yarn addicts? I probably need to go. Maybe it's like one of those celebrity rehabs and I can get massages and play tennis day after day, while healing my addictions? Sounds alright to me. As long as I can sneak in my knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the past week I have purchased quite a bit of yarn. Some came from the local yarn shops in Prescott and some was ordered online and hasn't yet been delivered. (The anticipation is killing me!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7u12pgHZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/3rw4o7Xywhg/s1600-h/Worsted.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201357228629564818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7u12pgHZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/3rw4o7Xywhg/s320/Worsted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7upWpgHYI/AAAAAAAAASs/gZ5fkBp8ahc/s1600-h/Universal+Classic+trio.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201357013881200002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7upWpgHYI/AAAAAAAAASs/gZ5fkBp8ahc/s320/Universal+Classic+trio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These were purchased at an lys. I also bought two skeins of Claudia Handpainted (YUMmy!!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On it's way to me from Yarnzilla are 4 skeins of Malabrigo. Two in Verdes and two in Terracotta. Regular price $11.95. Sale price $7.17. YOWZA!!!! These will be my first skeins of Malabrigo and I'm so incredibly excited for them to arrive. From what I've heard, it's heaven to knit with this wool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7vkGpgHbI/AAAAAAAAATE/M2YzJnaASmA/s1600-h/Malabrigo+Verdes.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201358023198514610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7vkGpgHbI/AAAAAAAAATE/M2YzJnaASmA/s320/Malabrigo+Verdes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201358027493481922" style="WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px" height="89" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7vkWpgHcI/AAAAAAAAATM/T833YSGls6A/s320/malterracotta74.jpg" width="78" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From Webs, I'm patiently waiting for multiple skeins of Cascade 220. Regular price $7.00. Sale price $4.89. See....there's no way I could pass that up. 1 skein Heather Tweed. 1 skein Doeskin Heather. 3 skeins Celery. 2 skeins lime heather. 4 skeins Summer Sky Heather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7xdmpgHdI/AAAAAAAAATU/iaYJ9bNxdnE/s1600-h/Cascade+220+heather+tweed.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201360110552620498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7xdmpgHdI/AAAAAAAAATU/iaYJ9bNxdnE/s200/Cascade+220+heather+tweed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7xeGpgHeI/AAAAAAAAATc/6jXT9mCX-xA/s1600-h/Cascade+220+Doeskin+Heather.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201360119142555106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7xeGpgHeI/AAAAAAAAATc/6jXT9mCX-xA/s200/Cascade+220+Doeskin+Heather.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7xeGpgHfI/AAAAAAAAATk/4JRRPJ2xzdo/s1600-h/Cascade+220+Celery.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201360119142555122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7xeGpgHfI/AAAAAAAAATk/4JRRPJ2xzdo/s200/Cascade+220+Celery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7xempgHgI/AAAAAAAAATs/BKVVNbH_jtM/s1600-h/Cascade+220+Limeheather.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201360127732489730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7xempgHgI/AAAAAAAAATs/BKVVNbH_jtM/s200/Cascade+220+Limeheather.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7xfGpgHhI/AAAAAAAAAT0/fGAcz7cAlHQ/s1600-h/Cascade+220+SummerSkyHeather.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201360136322424338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7xfGpgHhI/AAAAAAAAAT0/fGAcz7cAlHQ/s200/Cascade+220+SummerSkyHeather.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7xfGpgHhI/AAAAAAAAAT0/fGAcz7cAlHQ/s1600-h/Cascade+220+SummerSkyHeather.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Celery is most likely going to be for another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zephyrstyle.com/catalog/item/2367447/3974522.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Sweater. This time with a pocket. Green is one of my favourite colours and I think the celery is such a lovely shade. The lime heather will end up as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.interweave.com/Koolhaas-Hat-P211C36.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Koolhaas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; or maybe I'll make Koolhaas out of the Malabrigo and the lime heather can be an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloyarn.com/irishhikingcarf.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Irish Hiking Scarf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;? Ooooh that's a good idea!! What do you think? The Doeskin Heather is for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ysolda.com/store/hats/gretel/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gretel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;from Ysolda. Lovely pattern. I haven't made one yet but have been coveting it for quite some time. The Summer Sky Heather is for Zephyrstyle's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zephyrstyle.com/catalog/item/2367447/5358923.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28Thirty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, it's likely that I will be 84 years old when I complete all these projects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the midst of this shopping frenzy, I have actually been knitting. If I was a good knitter, I would be working on my Hexacomb Cardigan. Since I'm actually quite naughty, I haven't touched it. Instead I've been working on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knitscene.com/2006/projects.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Central Park Hoodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I'm knitting it with Cascade 220 Superwash that I bought from Webs. It's a lovely colour named Turtle and I'm really enjoying both the yarn and the pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC70mmpgHiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/S8KEZPhHb4A/s1600-h/Cascade+220+Superwash+Turtle.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201363563706326562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC70mmpgHiI/AAAAAAAAAT8/S8KEZPhHb4A/s200/Cascade+220+Superwash+Turtle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC70smpgHkI/AAAAAAAAAUM/I4u7qdIYaOw/s1600-h/Central+Park+Hoodie.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201363666785541698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC70smpgHkI/AAAAAAAAAUM/I4u7qdIYaOw/s320/Central+Park+Hoodie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next up is the Chevron Scarf from Domesticrafts. What a fun project...and the Claudia's Handpainted Yarn is wonderful. It's so soft and the colours are effing gorgeous!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC71XGpgHmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/eRJFBIGud4Q/s1600-h/Chevron+Scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201364396929982050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC71XGpgHmI/AAAAAAAAAUc/eRJFBIGud4Q/s320/Chevron+Scarf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And last but certainly not least, I actually finished something. My 11-year old Niece, Ashleigh, has been wanting me to knit her shrug for quite some time. I finally got off my lazy arse and made her one. She picked out the colours and I hope she enjoys it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC719WpgHoI/AAAAAAAAAUs/0B4k1ojgp7w/s1600-h/One+Skein+Wonder.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201365054059978370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC719WpgHoI/AAAAAAAAAUs/0B4k1ojgp7w/s320/One+Skein+Wonder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://glampyreknits.tripod.com/glampyrephotos/id97.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One Skein Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; by Glampyre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Random acrylic (I know...I know...don't judge me) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Phew...this post was exhausting. I should blog more regularly and then I won't have the post that went round the world and back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Knitting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/18175077-7492860336192154372?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/7492860336192154372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=7492860336192154372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7492860336192154372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7492860336192154372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-all-you-gain-and-all-you-make.html' title='And All You Gain and All You Make'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SC7u12pgHZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/3rw4o7Xywhg/s72-c/Worsted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-3215371653254901529</id><published>2008-05-11T14:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T15:11:52.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Branching: To embroider with a design of foliage or flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3052/2468718272_98c30c55bf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3052/2468718272_98c30c55bf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TA DA! Finished...finally.  My Mum is now trying the pattern in the same brand of yarn, but in a gorgeous dark purple.  I can't wait to see the finished scarf.  She was trying to knit it last night while we watched "P.S. I Love You".  After ripping it back at least twice, she now believes me that it's not a pattern intended for mindless TV knitting.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEspring05/PATTbranchingout.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Branching Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; by Susan Pierce Lawrence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Elsebeth Lavold Silky Wool in Chalk (1 skein)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/18175077-3215371653254901529?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/3215371653254901529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=3215371653254901529' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3215371653254901529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3215371653254901529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/05/branching-to-embroider-with-design-of.html' title='Branching: To embroider with a design of foliage or flowers'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3052/2468718272_98c30c55bf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2594818252962383866</id><published>2008-05-03T15:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:44.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Calm and Carry On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This pattern hurts my brain. I want it to be done in a bad way. Actually, it's really not a very hard pattern. My overly analytical Virgo brain makes knitting it much more difficult than it really is.&lt;/span&gt;  S&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;plitting the back &amp;amp; fronts AND shaping the neck and armholes interrupts the hexacomb pattern.  Due to this I'm finding it hard to calculate where in the pattern my rows now start.  I'm sure I'm waaaay over thinking it (as I do with everything) and as a result I'm not enjoying this as much as I should.  I practically have a panic attack on each row.  I'm using every ounce of my willpower to push forward and finish this thing.  I can do it.  I can do it.  If I repeat that will it help?  It's worth a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBzjQwpkDJI/AAAAAAAAASc/N-xcnfd_yeM/s1600-h/Hexacombclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196277947155352722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBzjQwpkDJI/AAAAAAAAASc/N-xcnfd_yeM/s400/Hexacombclose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.interweaveknits.com/galleries/bonus/spring-2008/Hexacomb-Cardigan.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hexacomb Cardigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; from Interweave Knits Spring 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Lion Brand Cotton Ease in Taupe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-2594818252962383866?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2594818252962383866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2594818252962383866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2594818252962383866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2594818252962383866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/05/keep-calm-and-carry-on.html' title='Keep Calm and Carry On'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBzjQwpkDJI/AAAAAAAAASc/N-xcnfd_yeM/s72-c/Hexacombclose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-7506603394870244856</id><published>2008-05-03T12:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:44.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yin and Yang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In my relatively short knitting career, I have to come to find, for every failure there is a success. For every tear shed, a cry of joy. One cannot exist with out the other. It's quite the test of emotion. On the yin of this circle may I present Something Green. This is the 3rd garment I have attempted with this yarn and the 3rd disappointment. I give up. The pattern is fantastic. I have seen so many finished objects that fit. Mine is not one of those. The sleeves are huge. Enormous. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBy6gApkDGI/AAAAAAAAASE/fzhi9kDXp9g/s1600-h/Something+Green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196233129171618914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBy6gApkDGI/AAAAAAAAASE/fzhi9kDXp9g/s400/Something+Green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll probably frog it. Let's face it, I won't wear it. There's just SO much extra fabric. It's just not flattering. Wah. I'll be sulking over this for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://knitandtonic.typepad.com/knitandtonic/2006/02/if_someone_aske.html"&gt;Something Red&lt;/a&gt; by Wendy Bernard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn: Knit Picks Shine Worsted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the yang side, I finally finished Branching Out. It's blocking on towels in my daughter's bedroom. I am so excited to finish this one. It's been in the works for a LOOOONG time. I'm talking years. Here's a blocking photo for now. Tomorrow I will proudly post a modeled shot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBy7tQpkDHI/AAAAAAAAASM/JH1uiuUJ_ng/s1600-h/Branching+Out+Blocking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196234456316513394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBy7tQpkDHI/AAAAAAAAASM/JH1uiuUJ_ng/s400/Branching+Out+Blocking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-7506603394870244856?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/7506603394870244856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=7506603394870244856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7506603394870244856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7506603394870244856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/05/yin-and-yang.html' title='Yin and Yang'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBy6gApkDGI/AAAAAAAAASE/fzhi9kDXp9g/s72-c/Something+Green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2505441384829750284</id><published>2008-04-28T21:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:44.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Side of Knitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBal1QpkDEI/AAAAAAAAAR0/BJPoAAOXTQg/s1600-h/ClapotisII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194521554639391810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBal1QpkDEI/AAAAAAAAAR0/BJPoAAOXTQg/s320/ClapotisII.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh Hello there darling. You....are.....GORGEOUS. I want to drape you over my shoulders and wear you day after day after day you sexy thang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um, oh, wow, this is awkward, wait...oh dear, I think you've caught yourself on something, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBamAgpkDFI/AAAAAAAAAR8/6EtKboBPQvc/s1600-h/ClapotisIIerror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194521747912920146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBamAgpkDFI/AAAAAAAAAR8/6EtKboBPQvc/s320/ClapotisIIerror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yes...yes...you have a little snag..oh dear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OH dear....OH DEAR!!!!!!!! What HAPPENED to you? This is dreadful. What's that you say? Your Mum saw your injury and then locked you in a cupboard for 3 weeks? That's terrible lovey. But you know, your Mum is known for being a bit flighty and she is notorious for abandoning things when the going gets tough. Don't you worry though. Give her time and she'll come back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/18175077-2505441384829750284?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2505441384829750284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2505441384829750284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2505441384829750284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2505441384829750284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-dear.html' title='The Dark Side of Knitting'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBal1QpkDEI/AAAAAAAAAR0/BJPoAAOXTQg/s72-c/ClapotisII.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-8171394842798969246</id><published>2008-04-26T10:43:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:45.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales From The Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My dear hubby surprised me with a little overnight trip for our 3rd wedding anniversary. We went to Benson, AZ and visited the Kartchner Caverns. Kartchner Caverns is a live cave that was discovered in 1974. It is absolutely amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBNrzwpkDAI/AAAAAAAAARU/m33vmHaHyd0/s1600-h/KAR-BR-NW-5x7-300-trailkart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193613332265044994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBNrzwpkDAI/AAAAAAAAARU/m33vmHaHyd0/s320/KAR-BR-NW-5x7-300-trailkart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We took the guided tour with approximately 10 other people. While we were touring, we kept hearing a squeaking noise. Over and over I said out loud, "Oh my god, is that a bat? Are there bats in here? Am I going to get rabies?". My hubby thought this was very amusing. He thought it even more amusing when we realized that it wasn't a bat at all. One of the people on the tour had a squeaky shoe. eheheh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After the tour, we drove down to Tombstone for a little sightseeing. I've always found the history of this town interesting. Yes, I must admit, the only history I know of it was learned from watching the movie Tombstone. Gotta love Val Kilmer as Doc Holliday. I was a little disappointed. On every corner, people very badly dressed as cowboys and what not, were harassing us with flyers for gun battles and restaurants. I know they have to generate revenue but it was TOO much. The best part was the tour of the Bird Cage Theater. They have created a museum inside and it was very eerie but also interesting. These are the actual 'bird cages' inside. These little cribs were used by the prostitutes to "entertain" their patrons for $25 a night. Interestingly enough, that's $5 more than it cost to buy a steak for dinner from a nearby saloon. Pretty sad when your goodies are worth about the same as a steak dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBNvkgpkDDI/AAAAAAAAARs/cYhtGikaLbg/s1600-h/DSC_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193617468318551090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBNvkgpkDDI/AAAAAAAAARs/cYhtGikaLbg/s320/DSC_0272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not much knitting news to share. I did a little car knitting on my Karaoke Cable scarf but not enough to enjoy much progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBNtsgpkDBI/AAAAAAAAARc/h8jacvVu1Cs/s1600-h/2442192134_4ce0edfb68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193615406734248978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBNtsgpkDBI/AAAAAAAAARc/h8jacvVu1Cs/s200/2442192134_4ce0edfb68.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now that we're home I'm looking forward to finishing at &lt;strong&gt;least&lt;/strong&gt; one project. We'll see how much I really do accomplish over the weekend. I always have such high hopes for myself but usually come Monday morning I still have the same 12 unfinished projects surrounding me. So is the life of a multi-project knitter. One of these days maybe I'll explore the benefits of monogamy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/18175077-8171394842798969246?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/8171394842798969246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=8171394842798969246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8171394842798969246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8171394842798969246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/04/tales-from-road-trip.html' title='Tales From The Road Trip'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SBNrzwpkDAI/AAAAAAAAARU/m33vmHaHyd0/s72-c/KAR-BR-NW-5x7-300-trailkart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-5003761782465576956</id><published>2008-04-19T09:53:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:45.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarf-O-Rama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SAomsAri7fI/AAAAAAAAARE/LeQ8onXB0kM/s1600-h/Irishhikingscarfapril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191004058036661746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SAomsAri7fI/AAAAAAAAARE/LeQ8onXB0kM/s400/Irishhikingscarfapril.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been bit by the scarf bug. Not the most practical knitting for April in Phoenix. The temperatures have already started climbing into the nineties so it's not like I'm going to be able to wear the fruits of my labour. It is however, very relaxing knitting, and is helping me to remember one of the most important aspects of why I became a knitter in the first place. Stress relief. To aid in my quest for serenity, I have recently acquired my very first pair of Lantern Moon needles. I had been wondering for quite some time what the draw was to these needles. Now I know. I got the US 8-10 inch Rosewood straight needles with Ebony points. They're bloody fantastic. I'm knitting an Irish Hiking Scarf with them. My tension is so much better and they are like a dream on my hands.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SAomEQri7dI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2VJj7vzbxWk/s1600-h/Karaokecablescarfapril.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SAomwgri7gI/AAAAAAAAARM/qUwSBxj8dLc/s1600-h/Karaokecablescarfapril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191004135346073090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SAomwgri7gI/AAAAAAAAARM/qUwSBxj8dLc/s400/Karaokecablescarfapril.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm knitting the Karaoke cable scarf with a pair of Brittany straights and the difference between them and the Lantern Moon's is huge. The Brittany's feel a little like they're catching on each other and my tension is nearing strangulation. The Lantern Moon's slide through each stitch with ease and there is not a death grip in sight. Lovely. Just absolutely lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/18175077-5003761782465576956?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/5003761782465576956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=5003761782465576956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5003761782465576956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5003761782465576956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/04/scarf-o-rama.html' title='Scarf-O-Rama'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/SAomsAri7fI/AAAAAAAAARE/LeQ8onXB0kM/s72-c/Irishhikingscarfapril.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-7263318161701872801</id><published>2008-04-11T23:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T00:06:07.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic..it's Finally Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday fill-in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love springtime &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my mum's garden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hashbrowns with a1 sauce and sausage links&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are foods I love to eat for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;3. It seems I'm always searching for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the perfect knitting project&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fresh clean sheets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a great way to end the day.&lt;br /&gt;5. I think I am addicted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;knitting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My very own clapotis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is what I've been craving lately.&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;spending time with mum and meggie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;going to my mum's lys (yesss!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;knit til the cows come home!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-7263318161701872801?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/7263318161701872801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=7263318161701872801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7263318161701872801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7263318161701872801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/04/fantasticits-finally-friday.html' title='Fantastic..it&apos;s Finally Friday!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-5414882478805299959</id><published>2008-04-08T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T08:24:23.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure Boss, I'll get right on that!!</title><content type='html'>Ssh...I brought my knitting to work. Tee hee hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-5414882478805299959?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/5414882478805299959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=5414882478805299959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5414882478805299959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5414882478805299959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/04/sure-boss-ill-get-right-on-that.html' title='Sure Boss, I&apos;ll get right on that!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-5125430992044225929</id><published>2008-04-07T21:29:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:46.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Tea Time Yet?  Clap-o-TEA time that is.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R_r2cwdMcOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lu2k13-Tk1A/s1600-h/2397969664_1f2514662b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186728894774669538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R_r2cwdMcOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lu2k13-Tk1A/s400/2397969664_1f2514662b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't think my Sister knows I have a knitting blog. I hope she doesn't know. If she does, the cat's out of the bag in a big way. If you do find this blog, Sissy, you need to know that I loved, loved, LOVED making this for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was so incredibly fun to knit. I am absolutely making one for myself. Soon. To my fellow knitters, if you haven't made one yet, you really, REALLY should. Seriously. It may be my favourite finished object to date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday Big Sister. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEfall04/PATTclapotis.html"&gt;Clapotis&lt;/a&gt; by Kate Gilbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn: Lion Brand Microspun, Sterling (4 skeins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Modifications: None (Are you kidding? I'm too chicken to make modifications to a pattern!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R_r2hgdMcPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0uZX6p44m2Y/s1600-h/2397969350_5dab273bb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186728976379048178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R_r2hgdMcPI/AAAAAAAAAQo/0uZX6p44m2Y/s400/2397969350_5dab273bb4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-5125430992044225929?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/5125430992044225929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=5125430992044225929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5125430992044225929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5125430992044225929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-it-tea-time-clap-o-tea-time-that-is.html' title='Is It Tea Time Yet?  Clap-o-TEA time that is.....'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R_r2cwdMcOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/lu2k13-Tk1A/s72-c/2397969664_1f2514662b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-7918891611211804076</id><published>2008-04-04T20:38:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:46.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh You Are Wicked Aren't You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R_b03gdMcNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6cY8OO90EB0/s1600-h/Wickedweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185601255406072018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R_b03gdMcNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6cY8OO90EB0/s400/Wickedweb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally. I didn't think I'd ever get around to finish this one. It had a serious case of sleeveitis for a couple of months. I would add 1-2 inches to the bottom if I made it again though because I was pulling and tugging on it all day long. Other than that I'm pretty happy with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pattern: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zephyrstyle.com/catalog/item/2367447/3974522.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wicked by Zephyrstyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Cascade 220 Heathers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Used 3 skeins?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday Fill-In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Tonight I saw the first &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 minutes of Sweeney Todd (I'll watch the rest later)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;America's Dance Crew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; makes me wanna dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Splitting a few appetizers between friends&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; is a great way to try different things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hugh Grant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is someone I'd like to get to know better &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(sigh).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. The smell of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cut grass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; reminds me so much of springtime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I hugged my husband&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and that made it all better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;progress on my Hexacomb Cardi,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow my plans include &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finishing my sister's Clapotis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;veg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-7918891611211804076?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/7918891611211804076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=7918891611211804076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7918891611211804076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7918891611211804076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-you-are-wicked-arent-you.html' title='Oh You Are Wicked Aren&apos;t You?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R_b03gdMcNI/AAAAAAAAAQY/6cY8OO90EB0/s72-c/Wickedweb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-516613747253280386</id><published>2008-03-29T22:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:46.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R-8k_wdMcHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qrlpvQDHonU/s1600-h/2373258298_2a5fa784f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183402373884440690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R-8k_wdMcHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qrlpvQDHonU/s400/2373258298_2a5fa784f3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R-8mGQdMcJI/AAAAAAAAAP4/OHoVoN7nM-I/s1600-h/2373259036_009aeec3ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183403585065218194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R-8mGQdMcJI/AAAAAAAAAP4/OHoVoN7nM-I/s400/2373259036_009aeec3ab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R-8mGAdMcII/AAAAAAAAAPw/KMQzubDWdMc/s1600-h/2373258772_ccda8e2cbe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183403580770250882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R-8mGAdMcII/AAAAAAAAAPw/KMQzubDWdMc/s400/2373258772_ccda8e2cbe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R-8k_wdMcHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qrlpvQDHonU/s1600-h/2373258298_2a5fa784f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-516613747253280386?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/516613747253280386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=516613747253280386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/516613747253280386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/516613747253280386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-my-dog.html' title='I Love My Dog'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R-8k_wdMcHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/qrlpvQDHonU/s72-c/2373258298_2a5fa784f3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-8674741723037019516</id><published>2008-03-29T09:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:46.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trucking Along....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R-5t5gdMcGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/JOkJK_sPUtg/s1600-h/Clapotis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183201055882375266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R-5t5gdMcGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/JOkJK_sPUtg/s320/Clapotis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I'm actually going to be able to finish this in time for Sissy's birthday. I really like this pattern. Just when you think you're getting bored, you get to drop a stitch. Genius. Dropping stitches on purpose is like a session with the Therapist. I'm definitely going to have to make one of these for myself. I won't be using the Microspun again though. It's okay. Just okay. Nothing special. I wish I could afford to make it out of Lion and Lamb but it's just far too expensive. One of these days..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Friday Fill-In Numero Dos (Technically a Saturday Fill In)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The last good thing that came in the mail was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the KnitPicks Catalog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. This week I'm grateful for &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my tax refund&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Artyarns Regal Silk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the most delicious thing ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://brooklyntweed.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brooklyn Tweed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; inspires me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I'm most happy when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I finish a tough knitting project&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. And all the roads we have to walk along are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;long, so let's get in the car and drive instead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. As for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;playing Guitar Hero w/Bob &amp;amp; Michelle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clapotis knitting and cleaning out my closet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;veg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-8674741723037019516?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/8674741723037019516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=8674741723037019516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8674741723037019516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8674741723037019516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/03/trucking-along.html' title='Trucking Along....'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R-5t5gdMcGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/JOkJK_sPUtg/s72-c/Clapotis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2003534076203180228</id><published>2008-03-21T23:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:48:28.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday?  It Was So-So.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Decent day.  Nothing majorly stressful happened.  A Co-Worker brought in his 5-year old nephew, Kendall.  What a doll!  He visited me in my cubicle and we read Dr. Suess together.  Hanging with him was a nice break from the monotomy of my day.  I then got an email from my Supervisor, informing me that we were closing at 2pm.  Yippee!!  I came home and worked on my very 1st Clapotis.  It's going to be for my older Sister, Jayne's upcoming birthday.  April 10th, do you think it's possible?  She wants a grey shawl/pashmina type garment so I knew Clapotis would be perfect.  I'm desperately poor right now so I bought 5 skeins of Lion Brand Microspun in &lt;a href="http://cache.lionbrand.com//yarns/microspu.htm"&gt;Sterling&lt;/a&gt; and so far, even though slightly splitty, I quite like it.  It's superdeeee duper soft and my Sister will love it.  Yea! (I hope)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday Night Fill In - My first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. I'm looking forward to &lt;strong&gt;Blocking Wicked so I can wear it to work on Monday&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Greece&lt;/strong&gt; is a place I always wanted to visit and haven't made it there yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. I've fallen in love with &lt;strong&gt;the song "Soon We'll Be Found by Sia&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; 4. Six of one, &lt;strong&gt;1/2 a dozen whoozywhatsits&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Addiction &lt;strong&gt;to yarn has created an expensive lifestyle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. The &lt;strong&gt;jokes on Family Guy &lt;/strong&gt;crack me up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;strong&gt;finding a way to get rid of my headache&lt;/strong&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;strong&gt;whatever the day may bring us &lt;/strong&gt;and Sunday, I want to &lt;strong&gt;relax!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-2003534076203180228?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2003534076203180228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2003534076203180228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2003534076203180228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2003534076203180228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-friday-it-was-so-so.html' title='Good Friday?  It Was So-So.'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6244097734140478956</id><published>2008-03-17T22:11:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:16:10.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Gone With You Sleeve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Damn you sleeve!!  I abhor you.  You are making my life miserable.  You let me go round and round and round.  Knowing full well I've made a mistake, but not letting on until five rows later.  It's just cruel.  You should be ashamed of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-6244097734140478956?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6244097734140478956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6244097734140478956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6244097734140478956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6244097734140478956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/03/be-gone-with-you-sleeve.html' title='Be Gone With You Sleeve'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6410904788215729256</id><published>2008-03-15T17:06:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:47.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Middle Name is Willpower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9xmwwojphI/AAAAAAAAAPY/59bddjH2xY4/s1600-h/1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178126659443992082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9xmwwojphI/AAAAAAAAAPY/59bddjH2xY4/s320/1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9xl6QojpgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UsaUyOjgZkw/s1600-h/2335547909_8d92665f29.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not only have I not cast on for any new projects today, but I have made extremely good progress on the Gathered Pullover. Now I'm on the sleeves. YEA!!! It's too warm now in Phoenix to wear a sweater so I may make the sleeves to just above elbow-length instead of loooong sleeves. We'll see. Not much else to post...just wanted to pat myself on the back for having such discipline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/18175077-6410904788215729256?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6410904788215729256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6410904788215729256' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6410904788215729256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6410904788215729256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-middle-name-is-willpower.html' title='My Middle Name is Willpower'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9xmwwojphI/AAAAAAAAAPY/59bddjH2xY4/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-3629131761717453390</id><published>2008-03-15T10:32:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:47.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitty Knack Paddy Whack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gasped a little when I got the email that the new Knitty was up. I'm obviously very low maintenance if this is all it takes to make me so excited I hold my breath! I do NOT need to be starting any new projects. Especially since my knitting ego has been bruised lately by all my screw ups. What's a girl to do though, when she sees this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9wJuwojpaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/r11nKxrgMAA/s1600-h/yosemiteBEAUTY1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178024370502870434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9wJuwojpaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/r11nKxrgMAA/s200/yosemiteBEAUTY1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; Or this......&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9wJ2gojpbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3cP-xpyvSqw/s1600-h/nobhillBEAUTY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178024503646856626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9wJ2gojpbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3cP-xpyvSqw/s200/nobhillBEAUTY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Or these babies....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9wKMQojpcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qqRy_DvKn8I/s1600-h/spiroBEAUTY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178024877309011394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9wKMQojpcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qqRy_DvKn8I/s200/spiroBEAUTY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The sheer amount of willpower it will take me to resist casting on one of these projects is enormous. The one in the middle is my favourite. I could go for a different name though. It's called "Nob Hill". Yes, I know that's actually a neighborhood or something in San Francisco. However, being that I'm British (and apparantely forever immature), it's hard for me to say "Nob" without bursting into a fit of giggles. Colin in "Love Actually" makes me p*ss myself when he sings (about himself), "And he's got a big knob". If you haven't seen that movie, you really must. It's one of my favourites. So, now, is "Death At a Funeral". That's the funniest movie I've seen in a looong time. Actually, Kris Marshall, who plays Colin in Love Actually, is also in Death At a Funeral. He's fantastic. Anyway, got a bit off track there. Please, give me the strength to NOT order yarn for ANY of the above 3 knitted beauties pictured above. My Gathered Pullover is laying on the table beside me pleading with me to finish her. I did work on her quite a bit last night. The back is almost to the neck and shoulder shaping. I've been using a pair of Brittany Sz. 7 straight needles on the back. This is my first pair (other than a set of dpns) and I must say they are fantastic for my creaky arms &amp;amp; shoulders. I'm pretty sure they're made out of air, because they are so incredibly light! I always thought my heart belonged to my dear Addi Turbos but there may be a contender to win my love with these needles. Okay, I'm going now. I'm going to work on Gathered Pullover and I will NOT, under any circumstances, cast on for any new projects. BTW, have you seen the Hexacomb cardi from the Spring Interweave Knits? Dreamy. (Slaps self in face)....no Claire...be strong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9wN0QojpdI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-PKhQXKhXMQ/s1600-h/Hexacomb-Cardigan-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178028863038662098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9wN0QojpdI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-PKhQXKhXMQ/s200/Hexacomb-Cardigan-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9wJeAojpZI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Cj0fEzd7Eh4/s1600-h/yosemiteBEAUTY1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9wJXQojpYI/AAAAAAAAAOU/qiD6MnDkIxQ/s1600-h/yosemiteBEAUTY1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/18175077-3629131761717453390?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/3629131761717453390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=3629131761717453390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3629131761717453390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3629131761717453390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/03/knitty-knack-paddy-whack.html' title='Knitty Knack Paddy Whack'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9wJuwojpaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/r11nKxrgMAA/s72-c/yosemiteBEAUTY1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2978894969192798075</id><published>2008-03-10T20:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:47.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Made You a New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9X3DQojpXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R380Be6Ld_g/s1600-h/Fakefairislegloves2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176314982108996978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9X3DQojpXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R380Be6Ld_g/s320/Fakefairislegloves2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since the Stockinette Saviour Hat got me through such a rough patch, I decided it deserved a friend. A pair of friends actually. These are the &lt;a href="http://www.knittersreview.com/Maine_Morning_Mitts.pdf"&gt;Maine Morning Mitts&lt;/a&gt; and were my first experience with a thumb gusset. I've discovered that thumb gussets aren't hard, just awkward. I'm addicted to this pattern and now want to make a gajillion pairs. These are also totally helping me to get over my fear of dpn's. This is bad news for the poor little projects in the graveyard. It may be a little while longer before they see the light of day. I pulled Orangina out of the closet this evening to try to help me get over the guilt of abandonment. It didn't last long. 2 pattern repeats and she's back in the graveyard. Sorry dear....I tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yarn: Universal Yarn Worsted Tapestry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Waaaaay less than 1 skein.  Not bad when you can make a hat AND a pair of gloves for less than $6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-2978894969192798075?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2978894969192798075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2978894969192798075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2978894969192798075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2978894969192798075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-made-you-new-friend.html' title='I Made You a New Friend'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9X3DQojpXI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R380Be6Ld_g/s72-c/Fakefairislegloves2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4241873648141817636</id><published>2008-03-08T12:03:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:47.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stockinette is my Self-Esteem Saviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I screwed up on 2 of my WIP's the other day. First in line was &lt;a href="http://www.chicknits.com/catalog/cece.html"&gt;Cece&lt;/a&gt;. Never having made a 3-stitch buttonhole before, I googled the instructions and off I went. Of course I didn't need to read the instructions more than once. I'm such a good knitter that I can partially scan the instructions and execute a buttonhole so perfect it will bring envy to all who see it. Ha Bloody Ha. I must have been in a deep dream state when I told myself that. I now having nothing that resembles a buttonhole. Instead I have what appears to be a section of my cardi that is ruined beyond repair. I'm sure there &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a way to fix it, but I just don't have the heart to face it just yet. Next up for the mistake-a-minute fest is the &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/short-sleeve-cardigan-19"&gt;short sleeved cardigan&lt;/a&gt; (Ravelry link) by Shiri Mor. All was going well in the lace pattern until I reached the end of a row and had one extra stitch. Blast! I tinked back and counted the stitches. Positive I would now complete the problem row to perfection, I motored on. Got to the end of the row and *BAM* one extra stitch. Fancy a lob across the room you stupid cardigan? With a thud it landed on the kitchen table while I saluted it with my middle finger. At this point, with my head hung low, I decided I was obviously incapable of knitting anything. Not one to bow out completely, I picked up a sassy skein of Universal Yarn Worsted Tapestry and in 3 hours produced this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9LlYgojpVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/vqINhSrdzIs/s1600-h/2318278729_9892e9f417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175451131041785170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9LlYgojpVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/vqINhSrdzIs/s320/2318278729_9892e9f417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's nothing like miles of stockinette to make a dejected knitter feel competent again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-4241873648141817636?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4241873648141817636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4241873648141817636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4241873648141817636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4241873648141817636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/03/stockinette-is-my-self-esteem-saviour.html' title='Stockinette is my Self-Esteem Saviour'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R9LlYgojpVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/vqINhSrdzIs/s72-c/2318278729_9892e9f417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-1690598067496196917</id><published>2008-02-27T22:05:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:48.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies and Gents..May I Present to You.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R8ZD01NMT7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/dv0W6tPHyc0/s1600-h/poppyfront2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171895796996263858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R8ZD01NMT7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/dv0W6tPHyc0/s320/poppyfront2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R8ZD0VNMT6I/AAAAAAAAANI/OJzYEIETON4/s1600-h/poppy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171895788406329250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R8ZD0VNMT6I/AAAAAAAAANI/OJzYEIETON4/s320/poppy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R8ZD2FNMT8I/AAAAAAAAANY/b771iIJqpQo/s1600-h/poppysmall2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171895818471100354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R8ZD2FNMT8I/AAAAAAAAANY/b771iIJqpQo/s320/poppysmall2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;....Knitter and Finished Object. Woo frigging HOOOO!!!! I am so incredibly proud of myself for finishing this one. This poor dear was lolling around in the graveyard with only one arm, for about a month. I took pity on it yesterday and brought it out to give it the sleeve it so desperately deserved. To top it off (because I was feeling especially guilty) I gave it a lovely steam bath to polish off it's stitches. It was so worth it. Blocking took it from shabby to classy. Love it! The only thing I don't like is the neckline. Far too wide for my tastes. If I made it again I'd change that bit so it was a tad more fitted. I love Jennifer Beals. I loved her in Flashdance. I highly doubt she ever danced around the stage in her tights, having water thrown on her, whilst wearing her black tights and 100% wool, long -sleeved sweater. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pattern: Boatneck Bluebell Sweater, from Fitted Knits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yarn: Patons Classic Merino in Bright Red - 4 Skeins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S. I don't know why some of my photos look blurry when I post them to my blog. If you click on the photos, they come up nice and clear. If anyone knows how to fix that I'd be one happy girl if they told me the trick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-1690598067496196917?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/1690598067496196917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=1690598067496196917' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1690598067496196917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1690598067496196917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/02/ladies-and-gentsmay-i-present-to-you.html' title='Ladies and Gents..May I Present to You.....'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R8ZD01NMT7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/dv0W6tPHyc0/s72-c/poppyfront2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6866192763067986952</id><published>2008-02-22T19:55:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:48.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not You, It's Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First of all, let me say Thank You to Maryse for so kindly giving me this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R7-QmlNMT0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/MlvrSu-tEpY/s1600-h/MakeMyDayAward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170009889741492034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R7-QmlNMT0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/MlvrSu-tEpY/s200/MakeMyDayAward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It made MY day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's sit, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi, my name is Claire, and I think I may be a commitment-phobe. My many unfinished projects are crying to me from the graveyard (Hall Closet), "Finish meeeeee...it's only a sleeeve". I walk hurriedly past them on my way to visit the yarngerie closet to pick out the skeins for my next idea. It's a problem ladies. But there's nothing quite as exciting as the prospect of a new project. Imagining the finished sweater being worn to work. Your co-workers beside themselves with your talent. The yarn. Oh the yarn. Picking out yarn is second to none. The buttery soft merino. The heavenly sheen of the hand-painted silk. It's worthy of a happy girl jig &lt;u&gt;everytime.&lt;/u&gt; Then the casting on. Those first few rows are so gleeful. The finishing of a project creates the same type of giddiness, but with an overtone of fear. You see, my mistakes happen at the end. A decrease row gone wrong, a sloppy bind off. All those hours of sweat and stitches are flushed down the toilet. Starting a project with ease and without stress is so much more enjoyable than crying over a crooked seam.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How I envy all of you who get to experience the joy of parading around in your newly finished garments. Hearing, "Oh my God, I didn't know you could knit, will you teach me? Barb, did you know ______ could knit? She knit this!". To all of you...you give me hope. For the day I finally get on the stick and finish those motherbleeping sleeves!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R7-P8VNMTxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/c1l9HbDKUV8/s1600-h/misc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170009163892018962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R7-P8VNMTxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/c1l9HbDKUV8/s320/misc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R7-QYlNMTzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XWHUy-kuGfY/s1600-h/misc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170009649223323442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R7-QYlNMTzI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XWHUy-kuGfY/s320/misc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/18175077-6866192763067986952?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6866192763067986952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6866192763067986952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6866192763067986952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6866192763067986952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-not-you-its-me.html' title='It&apos;s Not You, It&apos;s Me'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R7-QmlNMT0I/AAAAAAAAAMY/MlvrSu-tEpY/s72-c/MakeMyDayAward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-5109513226468243312</id><published>2008-02-16T11:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T11:07:23.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ripple the Night Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/2267738371/"&gt;Meggie's Ripple Blanket - 90% done&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/10094792@N07/"&gt;clackerdine73&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/10094792@N07/2267738371/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2080/2267738371_861bc6b782_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From the photo, one could almost be led to believe that the never-ending ripple is almost done. Alas, it is not. Soon though. I think I only have about 12 inches until it's the length I want. I only drag this thing out when I'm feeling guilty. My 11-year old daughter will give me a look that says, "I'll be married and having babies before this damn blanket's finished", and then out comes the ripple for an hour or two. I hope she realizes the sacrifice I'm making. I could be working on my Gathered Pullover, you know? Priorities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-5109513226468243312?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/5109513226468243312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=5109513226468243312' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5109513226468243312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5109513226468243312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/02/ripple-night-away_16.html' title='Ripple the Night Away'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2080/2267738371_861bc6b782_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-3895759300754950787</id><published>2008-02-11T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:49.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gather Round.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R7Dls1NMTqI/AAAAAAAAALE/1swx63aZF4o/s1600-h/GatheredPulloverweb.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165881330953375394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R7Dls1NMTqI/AAAAAAAAALE/1swx63aZF4o/s400/GatheredPulloverweb.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I ever finish this and it fits...I will love this sweater forever. The merino style from Knit Picks has been in my stash for several years now. I knew that I'd find the perfect project for it one day, and Ladies...the Gathered Pullover is it. Who would've thought the eternal highway of stockinette would bust ass so quickly? I feel like I'm coasting through the rows. My enjoyment was doubled when I got to the cable section. This is my very 1st time following a chart and I must say that I'm pleasantly surprised with how easy it is. I almost prefer it to written instructions. Maybe my brain enjoys the ease of processing shapes instead of words. I think we took some test in High School about that. I wonder if I did well on it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/18175077-3895759300754950787?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/3895759300754950787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=3895759300754950787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3895759300754950787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3895759300754950787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/02/gather-round.html' title='Gather Round.....'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R7Dls1NMTqI/AAAAAAAAALE/1swx63aZF4o/s72-c/GatheredPulloverweb.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4315804797224067722</id><published>2008-02-03T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:53:29.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fancy a game of tag?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;his is my first time being tagged.  Yea!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 Jobs I've Held:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wearer of awful uniform at Arby's (1st job)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hotel Maid (2nd and most horrible job)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mortgage Underwriter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Senior Loan Processor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 Movies I've Watched Over and Over Again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Girls Just Want to Have Fun (Gotta love Sarah Jessica Parker dancing in a Catholic School Uniform)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dawn of the Dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;War of the Worlds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 Places I've Been:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Washington D.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;San Diego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Minneapolis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 Places I've Lived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sheffield, England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prescott, AZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pella, IA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Phoenix, AZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 TV Shows I Watch: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy (OHHHH I love this show)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Family Guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 Radio Shows I Listen To:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No answers to this one...don't really listen to the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 Things I Look Forward To:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My daughter coming home from her Dad's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Getting a package of yarn in the mail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seeing my dogs when I get home from work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Starting a new knitting project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 Favorite Foods:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Moussaka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Salmon w/honey glaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A REALLY good steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yorkshire Pudding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 Places I'd Rather Be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No where...I'm happy being home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 People I email regularly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ashleigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Brittany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uncle Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4 People to Tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How the heck do I tag someone?  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-4315804797224067722?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4315804797224067722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4315804797224067722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4315804797224067722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4315804797224067722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/02/fancy-game-of-tag.html' title='Fancy a game of tag?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-7992514874419354234</id><published>2008-01-26T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:49.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done Da Done Done Dooooone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R5uttlThk1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/0qTaen-IVxg/s1600-h/Minisweater2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159908796702757714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R5uttlThk1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/0qTaen-IVxg/s320/Minisweater2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R5utt1Thk2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/EAxF1RywNck/s1600-h/Minisweaterback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159908800997725026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R5utt1Thk2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/EAxF1RywNck/s320/Minisweaterback.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pattern: Minisweater aka boobholder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yarn used: Knitpicks Andean Silk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colorway: Barn Red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skeins used: &lt; 4 total&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finishing knitted items ROCKS!!!! Especially when they fit. I love love love this pattern and the yarn is soft as a baby's bum. Glampyre's Minisweater in Knitpicks Andean Silk. Usually I dread the weekend being over, but I'm actually looking forward to Monday so that I can wear it to work and show off. No one at my office is crafty so they go apeshit when I show them something I've knitted. They have no idea that I am a total novice compared to a lot of people but I'm certainly not going to point that out. The praise can be slightly embarrasing but I must admit I eat it up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Also on the finished plate is an Irish Hiking Scarf that I whipped up for my 6-year old niece, Grace. II omitted a cable repeat to make it skinnier. It was actually supposed to be an Xmas pressie for my Sister-In-Law but I ran out of yarn. The scarf would've been far too short for an adult but it's the perfect length for Gracie. Made with Lion Brand Pound of Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R5uuVFThk3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/CDjBsKrBMVs/s1600-h/Graciehiker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159909475307590514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R5uuVFThk3I/AAAAAAAAAKc/CDjBsKrBMVs/s320/Graciehiker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And last but not least is a pair o' Irish Hiking Wristwarmers for my other niece, Ashleigh. I made them for her on my recent visit to Utah. She wore them day and night. Seriously...she wore them to bed. There's no greater feeling than seeing someone wear the shit out of something you've knitted for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2357/2204873918_2692c80a98_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2357/2204873918_2692c80a98_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-7992514874419354234?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/7992514874419354234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=7992514874419354234' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7992514874419354234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7992514874419354234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/01/done-da-done-done-dooooone.html' title='Done Da Done Done Dooooone'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R5uttlThk1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/0qTaen-IVxg/s72-c/Minisweater2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-7292278023084325458</id><published>2008-01-11T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:49.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough Cough...I'd like to Thank....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you friends so much for the well wishes. It was the best medicine I could be prescribed. I'm slowly heading down the road to recovery and will be back at work on Monday. I'm knitting as fast as my ailing body will let me and plan on finishing the sleeves on my Boatneck Sweater this weekend. Yes, I did get over my bitterness of the missing raglan disaster and restarted the sweater the very next day. I've got one sleeve done and another to go and then FINITO! I also finished a 3AM Cable hat in brown. It was supposed to be for my daughter, but when I showed it to her, she looked at me as though I were asking her to wear a dead animal on her head. So now the hat is for me. I'm pretty sure the 3am is my favourite hat pattern. It's so super easy and the results are very impressive to non-knitters. Thank you Ms. Smariek for your brilliant pattern. Hubby is getting one next in black. He's very concerned that it isn't going to be big enough and was quite shocked when I informed him he could try it on as I knit it and it will be custom fit to his noggin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R4fECfPpbEI/AAAAAAAAAII/-kP45DiupbM/s1600-h/Brown3am.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154303845574732866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R4fECfPpbEI/AAAAAAAAAII/-kP45DiupbM/s320/Brown3am.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't hold the hideous photo against me.  Bronchitis makes for a bad head shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-7292278023084325458?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/7292278023084325458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=7292278023084325458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7292278023084325458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7292278023084325458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/01/cough-coughid-like-to-thank.html' title='Cough Cough...I&apos;d like to Thank....'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R4fECfPpbEI/AAAAAAAAAII/-kP45DiupbM/s72-c/Brown3am.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-3315394280294171299</id><published>2008-01-09T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T09:53:49.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doctor Has Spoken</title><content type='html'>...and he says I have bronchitis. Yowch! Quite a long time ago, I used to have chronic bronchitis. Every year for about 5 years, I would get bronchitis in April. No fail. It was weird. Then one year..poof...it never came back. So now it has decided to pop its head up to say hello. Luckily I'm past the outrageous body aches and fever that prevented me from knitting and have successfully picked up the beloved sticks again. Yesss!! Things are looking up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-3315394280294171299?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/3315394280294171299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=3315394280294171299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3315394280294171299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3315394280294171299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/01/doctor-has-spoken.html' title='The Doctor Has Spoken'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-5973960687801275904</id><published>2008-01-06T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:59:20.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: Whining Ahead</title><content type='html'>Thursday at around 3PM I started to feel a bit "off". By mid Friday I was at my desk, shivering in my heavy cable knit sweater. Since then I've progressively got worse. I haven't had a flu like this in ages and I am absolutely miserable. I have spent the entire weekend laid on my couch, watching reruns of Americas Next Top Model. Possibly the very worst part of this sickness is that I am so weak and disgustingly ill that I can't knit!! I tried but found that even the smallest movements made my arms feel like I was knitting with 50 lb needles. I'm devestated that an entire weekend has gone by with no knitting progress. Life is cruel sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-5973960687801275904?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/5973960687801275904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=5973960687801275904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5973960687801275904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5973960687801275904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2008/01/warning-whining-ahead.html' title='Warning: Whining Ahead'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-1502562409229498809</id><published>2007-12-28T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T23:26:42.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Shoot Me Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me set the scene for you.....I had started the basket-weavey type cardi from KnitSimple.  Decided I didn't like it after all and started thumbing through my copy of "Fitted Knits" for a replacement pattern.  I landed on the "Bluebell Boatneck Sweater" and was happy to realize that this sweater is the one I should have been knitting all along.  I showed it to Scotty and he too thought it a beauty.  So I merrily frogged the cardi and cast on for the Bluebell...in this case the Red Poppy.  Approximately 3-4 hours later I was actually astonishing myself with my speed and ease of knitting.  I had already put the sleeve stitches on waste yarn and you know those body decreases?  Oh yeah...done.  On I proceeded to the k2,p2 ribbing...really...this speed is absolutely incredible for me.  I am not known for being a fast knitter.  I decide to stop and admire my work and then the unimaginable happens.  As I am slowly spinning my Poppy around, I think I may have blinked for an incredibly long period of time.  Because it appears that one side of the left sleeve raglans is missing.  That's crazy.  How in the world is it possible that I would have missed that? I may make some silly mistakes from time to time, but an entire raglan?  No chance.  My eyes must have been closed. I turn the sweater around 3 or 4 more times, waiting for my brain to jump into action and tell my eyes to see what is so obviously in front of me.  It can't.  I soooo made that mistake.  CAN YOU IMAGINE MY HORROR???  (Grab the air in front of you-both hands-pull it down and make an anguished face--it'll help you see my pain).  My fingers and wrists are achingly sore for NOTHING!!!  Oh my hell....this ...this....there's no appropriate word for it other than...this BLOWS!!  Please God, Jehovah, Joseph Smith &amp;amp; Mr. L. Ron Hubbard......give me the strength to frog this beautiful sweater in the morning and start again with no resentment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-1502562409229498809?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/1502562409229498809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=1502562409229498809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1502562409229498809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/1502562409229498809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-shoot-me-now.html' title='Just Shoot Me Now'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-5091225597877794772</id><published>2007-12-28T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T10:56:19.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With the exception of one missing beanie, I got all my Christmas knitting done.  It was tough but I did it!  Happy dance...happy dance...woooooo hoooooo!!!!  Now is the time that I vow to begin my Xmas knitting earlier next year.  Then I proceed to laugh at myself because we all know that will never happen.  I'm just not a person who plans ahead very well.  Strange that I'm not a planner, because I'm certainly not a spur of the moment kind of gal either.  I'm somewhere in between.  I'm 1/2 procrastinator, 1/2 got my shit together girl.  Now that Xmas knitting is over, guess what's next??  Knitting for MEEEEEEE!!!  Yesss!  I've already started an Irish Hiking Scarf with some teal Cascade 220 that will look divine.  Ever since my Sister-In-Law declared with a *gasp* that I look phenomenal in teal -I want to wear teal all the time.  I love teal and bright red together.  Soooo, I also have the most B..E..A..utiful skein of 220 in red.  Methinks it will become a pair of wristwarmers or a beanie to be worn with the teal hiking scarf.  OHH...just thinking about the combo is exciting.  Then I've also begun a little cardie from the new Knitsimple.  It's a little basketweave looking number with 3/4 length sleeves. In the magazine, the model is wearing it with the most hideous looking dress.  She looks stupid, but the cardie is still pretty darn cute.  In the mag it's white, but I'm making it in red.  And yes, I did ponder knitting it with teal when I was selecting my wool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-5091225597877794772?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/5091225597877794772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=5091225597877794772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5091225597877794772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5091225597877794772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-made-it.html' title='I made it!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-3713256333053803497</id><published>2007-12-08T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:50.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Little Town of Knitlehem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why oh why must I commit myself to knitting a Christmas gift for my entire family (and then some)?? My poor poor fingers feel like Fat Albert's been sitting on them all night..heyHeyHEY. It will be worth it right? I think so. This is the first Christmas in my knitting career that I've gone balls to the wall like this and made so many gifts for people. I think it will also be the last. I find myself getting a bit panicky and I can't seem to shake the feeling that I'm running out of time. Luckily I have some vacation days at work I needed to use before the end of the year. So there are quite a few extra days in December that I can spend doing nothing but knitting. My husband finds this incredibly odd. He just can't wrap his mind around the notion of an entire day spent knitting. Initially, he felt that I should spend my days off cleaning the house, etc., because that's what he does on his days off. Ha Ha Ha, what a silly man. I've had to explain to him that while it may look to the untrained eye as if I'm being lazy, I truly am not. I'm working. Not only am I working, but I'm working on knitted gifts for his relatives as well as mine. This relieves him of having to pick out Xmas gifts for his Sisters and Mum. He hates shopping. Especially hates shopping for his relatives. Knit on Claire, he says....Good job. Hmmm....that's more like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here's a couple of finished knitty delights soon to be wrapped and given away.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1rWGJMqo8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/JYl9FbIb3Dc/s1600-h/Jayne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141657325633446850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1rWGJMqo8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/JYl9FbIb3Dc/s320/Jayne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1rWFpMqo7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/N7lJKiY93EQ/s1600-h/markhat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141657317043512242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1rWFpMqo7I/AAAAAAAAAG4/N7lJKiY93EQ/s320/markhat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1rWE5Mqo6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/k-a16ozOPJ4/s1600-h/KarenIHS2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141657304158610338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1rWE5Mqo6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/k-a16ozOPJ4/s320/KarenIHS2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1rWD5Mqo5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/XrDHFnymsKw/s1600-h/KCS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141657286978741138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1rWD5Mqo5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/XrDHFnymsKw/s320/KCS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-3713256333053803497?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/3713256333053803497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=3713256333053803497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3713256333053803497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/3713256333053803497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-little-town-of-knitlehem.html' title='Oh Little Town of Knitlehem...'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1rWGJMqo8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/JYl9FbIb3Dc/s72-c/Jayne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4316889681561699045</id><published>2007-12-02T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:50.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Wicked This Way Comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1LkYpMqo4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/8sUPbp-QXt4/s1600-R/DSC_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139421236810130306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1LkYpMqo4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/ppS6yVzGhhk/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1LkBpMqo3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/cP_TcD15dHk/s1600-R/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man that was a creepy movie. The first time I watched it I was about 11 years old and it scared the poo out of me. Now I'm 34 and I think it's actually even scarier to watch. Anyhoodle....onto the real reason for the title of this post. I "finished" Wicked. My definition of "finished" of course means that the sleeves are not complete but the sweater is done enough that I was able to try it on. Shocker of all shockers....IT FITS!!!! I think I will block it to give it a tiny bit more length but other than that it's perfect. Those Zephyr gals really know how to write a terrific pattern. &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/18175077-4316889681561699045?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4316889681561699045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4316889681561699045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4316889681561699045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4316889681561699045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/12/something-wicked-this-way-comes.html' title='Something Wicked This Way Comes'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/R1LkYpMqo4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/ppS6yVzGhhk/s72-c/DSC_0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-5102835822513241429</id><published>2007-11-10T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:50.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie Bean's Hats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzX4evORPzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GdWE_tQ8obQ/s1600-h/BabyCable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131280557414629170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzX4evORPzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GdWE_tQ8obQ/s200/BabyCable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131280570299531074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzX4ffORP0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/5HO0up8_W2g/s200/Racing+Stripes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Supposedly these will fit a 2-year old little boy. I'm not so confident they will. Luckily Charlie's Mama has a great sense of humour so at the very least she'll get a laugh out of my blunder. Then again, shocker...they may fit. It's been a while since I was around a 2-year old so it's possible I have a very warped idea of the size of a toddler's head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzX9p_ORP3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dd7JjoAON-U/s1600-h/IHS2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131286248246296434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzX9p_ORP3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dd7JjoAON-U/s320/IHS2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On today's knitting agenda we have the possible completion of a 2nd Irish Hiking Scarf. I'm a bit disappointed that there is a clear distinction between skeins but I'm telling myself that it's got charm that way. Also trying to finish Wicked. A few more inches until I start increasing for my hips. Yippee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/18175077-5102835822513241429?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/5102835822513241429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=5102835822513241429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5102835822513241429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5102835822513241429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/11/charlie-beans-hats.html' title='Charlie Bean&apos;s Hats'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzX4evORPzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GdWE_tQ8obQ/s72-c/BabyCable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-7874704534788680057</id><published>2007-11-08T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:50.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're finished here!!</title><content type='html'>I'm in jeopardy of contradicting my well earned reputation as a non-finisher. This past weekend I finished a hat for Charlie Bean, Le Slouch and a set of Irish Hiking Wristwarmers. If I carry on like this I won't get to constantly complain about how I never finish anything. It is a lovely feeling to finish though. Especially when it's something that has been sitting in the Graveyard since July (le slouch). I can't believe I started it so long ago. I think I made it too slouchy though. Either that or the cutest beret pattern ever written is just NOT a good look for me. The latter is a strong possibility. I care not. I will wear it anyway. I love the colour and...it SPARKLES!! A little sparkle...not crazy sparkly.....it's not as my Nanan would say, "Shunkly". Shunkly is a good term to describe the finished crafts of a woman armed with a Bedazzler. No pics of the hat for Charlie Bean yet but without further ado.... here I am looking very out of place in my slouchier than slouchy Le Slouch. Don't I look shunkly? heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzPnl_ORPpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wbeEW0ftlpA/s1600-h/LeSlouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzPnv_ORPqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ss3DvXpVGhc/s1600-h/LeSlouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130699212116278946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzPnv_ORPqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ss3DvXpVGhc/s200/LeSlouch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzPnl_ORPpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wbeEW0ftlpA/s1600-h/LeSlouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzPnl_ORPpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/wbeEW0ftlpA/s1600-h/LeSlouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-7874704534788680057?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/7874704534788680057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=7874704534788680057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7874704534788680057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7874704534788680057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/11/youre-finished-here.html' title='You&apos;re finished here!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RzPnv_ORPqI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ss3DvXpVGhc/s72-c/LeSlouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-397774920810638752</id><published>2007-11-03T09:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T09:17:38.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a TURBO button</title><content type='html'>I got suuuper excited this morning when I realized I could start the Tree Jacket from those oh so talented Zephyr Girls.  I have 10 skeins of Knitpicks Merino Style in Hollyberry.  Read a few blog posts and decided a size 7 needle will work best.  Yes, I know a gauge swatch would probably be smarter but cmon...what fun would that be?  As I went searching through my collection of needles (okay I have a v. large Craftsman toolbox for them but stating that factlet would kind of make me sound obsessed so "collection" sounds much saner) for my 16" Addi Turbo, all I could find was the empty package.  What the deuce?  Please don't tell me it's being used already????  Alas, my fears were supported when I found it neatly ensconced in a front panel of the hibernating Ribby Cardi.  To make it even worse, my 24" Addi is holding onto the stitches of my Wicked for dear life.  Much to my dismay I realized that I now have TWO projects I must finish before I can start the oh so adorable Tree Jacket.  Please turn your attention elsewhere while I throw myself on the floor and have a wee tantrum.  &amp;amp;%$^$%!&amp;amp;#^$%&amp;amp;!  Okay....Age 6 moment over.  This sucks!!  Have you any idea how long the Ribby Cardi has been in the graveyard?  I think I actually see a coating of dust on the bag it's in.  Oh shat I suppose I have no choice but to finish it.  Actually....I do have a choice....I could put the stitches on scrap yarn and use the needle to start my Tree Jacket.  NO!  I won't do it....I'm going to finish it.  Hmmmm...this is an interesting concept to me. Now...onto my research on how to slow down time and speed up my knitting so I can finish more projects during a day....damn where is Hiro the Hero when you need him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-397774920810638752?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/397774920810638752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=397774920810638752' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/397774920810638752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/397774920810638752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-turbo-button.html' title='I need a TURBO button'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6028422462989780777</id><published>2007-10-27T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:51.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B&amp;N You ROCK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RyNemo13B7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/l6bJmmcGOyo/s1600-h/knitsimpledec07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126044818769119154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RyNemo13B7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/l6bJmmcGOyo/s200/knitsimpledec07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barnes and Noble is an after-school (work) playground for me. Every Friday, directly after work, I go to Barnes &amp;amp; Noble to buy new magazines. I start with the celebrity trash mags (US Weekly, Star &amp;amp; OK!) and then move down to the Crafts/Hobbies section. On occasion I will see a new Knitting or Crocheting magazine. It's fantastic. Seriously...it's really exciting to look on the shelf and see a shiny new Interweave Knits. IK is the Grand-Daddy. If there's a new one of those out I practically sing out loud. (I wish I had the bollocks to do that because, well, wouldn't that be a great thing to see someone do at the book store?) Yesterday's after-work excursion didn't bring me that joy but it did bring me the new KnitSimple.  You know what I like about this magazine? The title for starters. You know you're not in for a complicated lace pattern that will bring you to tears. While the title makes me feel safe &amp;amp; cozy, I generally don't find many patterns in it that I want to make. However, this issue has really surprised me. I actually gasped a few times when turning the pages. (**gasps are usually reserved for IK only**) There will be several items made from this issue. After picking one off the shelf (+1 for my Mum) I headed over to the Knitting book section. Much to my surprise I saw that 101 Designer One Skein Wonders was already out. I didn't think it was coming out for at least another month. Yippee!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RyNaAo13B4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/TgmtgTAjP0g/s1600-h/101+Designer+osw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126039767887579010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RyNaAo13B4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/TgmtgTAjP0g/s200/101+Designer+osw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's a lot of great patterns in here. I like this book as much as it's predecessor...One-Skein Wonders-101 Yarn Shop Favorites. I'm going to have to exercise some serious willpower to not start something out of this book until I've finished a few of my current wip's. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of wip's, I finished a couple last week. I finished my Mum's birthday scarf and then added a hat at the last minute. Her birthday was on 10/26 and she's going back to England for a visit in December, so I wanted her to have something to keep her warm. She's always wanted to wear beanie hats but thinks she's not "young enough" to wear them well. I think she'll look fantastic in one so I knitted one up after I finished the scarf. Hats are great. A couple of hours from start to finish. I think she will really like both items. I've been wanting to make the Irish Hiking Scarf for ages. I was always too afraid to try it because cables made me very uncomfortable. Now after knitting it I feel far less intimidated. Ta Da.....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RyNeCo13B6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/rICz4Rz929A/s1600-h/IrishHikingHat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126044200293828514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RyNeCo13B6I/AAAAAAAAAEM/rICz4Rz929A/s200/IrishHikingHat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my Meggie Moo posing in the hat. She's got a lot of sass that one. I love her to pieces.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RyNd-I13B5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/nsGSmXJscbc/s1600-h/ihs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126044122984417170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RyNd-I13B5I/AAAAAAAAAEE/nsGSmXJscbc/s200/ihs2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/18175077-6028422462989780777?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6028422462989780777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6028422462989780777' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6028422462989780777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6028422462989780777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/10/b-you-rock.html' title='B&amp;N You ROCK!!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RyNemo13B7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/l6bJmmcGOyo/s72-c/knitsimpledec07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-401962730989593605</id><published>2007-10-21T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:51.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really am a Knitter!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxttlcHeZlI/AAAAAAAAADc/v6WWFdfM5M0/s1600-h/TTFS1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123809491034203730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxttlcHeZlI/AAAAAAAAADc/v6WWFdfM5M0/s320/TTFS1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rxtte8HeZkI/AAAAAAAAADU/aMrsFdJoeg8/s1600-h/TTFS1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually finished something! It's the Two-Toned Ribbed Shrug from Fitted Knits....and guess what....it FITS!!!! I finished this little baby in 3 days. This is so unlike me. The ufo's from the graveyard (aka hall closet) are still screaming..."Why not us????" Poor things. If only they were more interesting. Hey...I took my Karaoke Cable Scarf out from the closet last night and did two...count em...two pattern repeats. So I don't feel sooo sooo bad for always starting something new. Besides, I got to wear the Ribbed Shrug to work and have co-workers oooh and aaah over my handiwork. They wouldn't have such a positive reaction if I was wearing bags of ufo's now would they? I think not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/18175077-401962730989593605?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/401962730989593605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=401962730989593605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/401962730989593605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/401962730989593605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-really-am-knitter.html' title='I really am a Knitter!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxttlcHeZlI/AAAAAAAAADc/v6WWFdfM5M0/s72-c/TTFS1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-7869387807785634629</id><published>2007-10-12T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:52.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Such a Hooker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBn98HeZdI/AAAAAAAAACc/EWVGegbANvY/s1600-h/TGIF.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120707090127414738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBn98HeZdI/AAAAAAAAACc/EWVGegbANvY/s320/TGIF.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a perfect Friday evening. A celeb mag, a glass of Pinot Noir, and an easy peasy crocheted scarf. The only thing ruining it for me is the god forsaken dog across the way who is currently trying for the Guiness world record for barking non-stop. I love dogs. I love my dogs. I would never ever harm a dog. But I am about two seconds away from throwing a handful of rocks over the wall. I don't want to actually hit the Labrador of Lucifer with said rocks. I just want to surprise it into silence. In other news, I have finished Juliet. I am more disappointed than I was when Rusted Root tur&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBnscHeZbI/AAAAAAAAACM/gQOpRrp7u0Q/s1600-h/Juliet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120706789479703986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBnscHeZbI/AAAAAAAAACM/gQOpRrp7u0Q/s320/Juliet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ned out to be infant sized. I was feeling mighty confident that Juliet would fit me. I didn't even break a sweat when I tried it on midway and thought, "Hmm seems a tad roomy". Alas, it is GINORMOUS on me. I'm going to give it to my Sister for Christmas. It breaks my heart to send it away. I will definitely try again though. Maybe this time I'll use the specified yarn instead of being a cheapskate and using Lionbrand Wool-Ease Chunky. Needless to say I've lost a bit of confidence in my knitting ability. What does one do when times are tough like this? You start hooking. It makes me feel a bit guilty. Making my knitting take a backseat to the hook. Crocheting is easy easy easy. I don't often feel like I'm the most brainless person alive while doing it. On the other hand, knitting challenges me. It's constantly pushing me to new levels. Mocking me when I make a mistake. Knitting is a snobby little bitch and I love her arrogance. Can't help myself. Note...Dear Knitting, I promise I will devote more time to you darling. Just let me get in these last few rows on my half double crochet scarf and I'll be right with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBo28HeZiI/AAAAAAAAADE/hc02FqqP0mg/s1600-h/Gracie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120708069379958306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBo28HeZiI/AAAAAAAAADE/hc02FqqP0mg/s200/Gracie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBo6cHeZjI/AAAAAAAAADM/SVbTcUVfeb8/s1600-h/BlueAngel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120708129509500466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBo6cHeZjI/AAAAAAAAADM/SVbTcUVfeb8/s200/BlueAngel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBowMHeZhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/I2EAaStq1Go/s1600-h/Fuzzy+Wuzzy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120707953415841298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBowMHeZhI/AAAAAAAAAC8/I2EAaStq1Go/s200/Fuzzy+Wuzzy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBoEcHeZeI/AAAAAAAAACk/UuCpwVXJA_M/s1600-h/Fuzzy+Wuzzy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/18175077-7869387807785634629?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/7869387807785634629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=7869387807785634629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7869387807785634629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/7869387807785634629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-such-hooker.html' title='I&apos;m Such a Hooker'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RxBn98HeZdI/AAAAAAAAACc/EWVGegbANvY/s72-c/TGIF.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2829776161679483247</id><published>2007-10-10T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:52.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you Nikon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119926501296203138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rw2iBsHeZYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uvfo2P3s6Tc/s320/GreenCablePoncho2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My hubby got me a Nikon D40 for my birthday. I was truly surprised because I didn't think I was going to get it. I used to have a little point and click Sony. It worked fine for quite a few years but the picture quality was never outstanding. One day it died and I was forced to take pictures with my Blackberry. Horrible photos. Then along came my sweet little Nikon. I can't even begin to describe how very much I love this camera. It really loves taking pictures of my knitting. Speaking of knitting. I've been quite the busy little beaver. I have actually finished some projects. Shocking, I know. My latest accomplishment is Juliet from Zephyr Style. Much to my dismay it is way to big for me. Yet another lesson in yarn substitution. Lucky for my sister though as she will now be getting it for Xmas. I'm going to order some Cotton Fleece to make one for myself and possibly go down a needle size. Fingers crossed it fits me this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rw2iUcHeZZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DTkkfHKEEZA/s1600-h/NoroBeanietop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119926823418750354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rw2iUcHeZZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/DTkkfHKEEZA/s320/NoroBeanietop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rw2hz8HeZXI/AAAAAAAAABs/17cAsU_o6OI/s1600-h/GreenCablePoncho2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/18175077-2829776161679483247?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2829776161679483247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2829776161679483247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2829776161679483247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2829776161679483247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-you-nikon.html' title='I love you Nikon'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rw2iBsHeZYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uvfo2P3s6Tc/s72-c/GreenCablePoncho2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4592425900335061207</id><published>2007-08-25T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:53.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd love to go with you...But I'm bringing my Knitting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woe is me.....I am just about the most boring person on weekends and prefer to use up every single minute of this free time to knit &amp;amp; crochet my little(big) heart out. This weekend I am going to stay at my good(best) friend BCB's Dad's house with her to celebrate(drink) his birthday. While I am so so so so so excited about this little excursion there is a voice in the back of my mind saying, "When will you knit Claire? Will you have plenty of time to knit?". Luckily BCB understands(accepts) my crafty obsession to the extent that she will ooh and aah while I show her my latest 12 active projects and even plays along when I tell her to stroke the wool. (Even giving me a obligatory "wow it's so soft"-which in turn makes me sigh with a grin &amp;amp; remember why she's my favourite friend) In addition to my overnight bag which includes the "necessities" like undies, toothbrush, etc., I am bringing my jumbo Lexie Barnes bag which I am already stuffing to the brim with multiple projects, extra wool, needles, notions, etc. Packing this back is a stress in itself because what if I forget something vital? No stitch markers? The horror! Yes, I would bounce back and use some scrap yarn in lieu of the bright plastic rings but the initial shock of realizing I'd forgotten something could be enough to damage me forever. It'll be alright....I can do it. I can be normal. eheheh. We'll see about that. In other news...I finished something!!! WOOOOOO HOOOOO!!! May I present Clacker's Calorimetry (sans button because well....I wouldn't be me if I had TRULY finished it)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RtBRsVvwpXI/AAAAAAAAABM/r0qZSZds_TQ/s1600-h/panta2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102668200004330866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RtBRsVvwpXI/AAAAAAAAABM/r0qZSZds_TQ/s320/panta2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-4592425900335061207?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4592425900335061207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4592425900335061207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4592425900335061207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4592425900335061207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/08/id-love-to-go-with-youbut-im-bringing.html' title='I&apos;d love to go with you...But I&apos;m bringing my Knitting!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RtBRsVvwpXI/AAAAAAAAABM/r0qZSZds_TQ/s72-c/panta2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4899022960521987917</id><published>2007-07-28T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:53.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sit up straight?  I prefer to slouch....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RqtbRAH2WJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kqB6qsrkuYo/s1600-h/IMG04363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092264151321303186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RqtbRAH2WJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kqB6qsrkuYo/s320/IMG04363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love when knitting turns out the way I hope it will. This pattern is an example of that lovely feeling. Wendy from knitandtonic.....I bow to you for bringing me Le Slouch. It is so much fun to knit and this wool choice is superb. Although I must admit the thin parts of this thick and thin yarn have me gritting my teeth on occasion. Some of it is so thin that I'm afraid to knit the stitch for fear I'll snap it. No breaks yet though so I guess that means I'm learning to loosen up my death hold on the needles. I'm knitting it in the round on a 16" circ instead of dpns which helps. I love circular needles and will probably start using them exclusively in lieu of straights at some point in the near future. My tension is a lot better on them (rusted root doesn't count) and my hands/arms don't hurt as much as they do when using straight needles. Now, if I would just win the lottery so I can buy every size circular Addi Turbo has to offer, I will be a happy happy girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-4899022960521987917?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4899022960521987917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4899022960521987917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4899022960521987917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4899022960521987917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/07/sit-up-straight-i-prefer-to-slouch.html' title='Sit up straight?  I prefer to slouch....'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RqtbRAH2WJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kqB6qsrkuYo/s72-c/IMG04363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-6301802694606507066</id><published>2007-07-22T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T07:41:04.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Silly Girl</title><content type='html'>I was reminded of something last night. Knitting by the light of the TV while drinking wine do not mix well. I had started to feel very comfortable with knitting the Chevron scarf so of course why would insufficient light and inebriation bother me? I'm a master knitter I can knit under any circumstances!! BAH!!! My having to frog several rows of the Chevron is proof of how untrue that statement is. I'll never learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-6301802694606507066?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/6301802694606507066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=6301802694606507066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6301802694606507066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/6301802694606507066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-was-reminded-of-something-last-night.html' title='Silly Silly Girl'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-5936416141245800756</id><published>2007-07-17T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:53.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm melting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rp2mCtKZ7TI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VOtGxsKnCA4/s1600-h/ChevronScarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088405719411715378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rp2mCtKZ7TI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VOtGxsKnCA4/s320/ChevronScarf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was really really hot today. 116 degrees. I think there must have been some humidity too because my sinuses were killing me. It's miserable when it's this hot. I don't have the energy to knit. The chevron scarf is all that I can manage because there's not much thought to it. I finished my rusted root except for the ribbing around the neckline and sleeves. It's too small. I tried it on and I thought my lungs were going to collapse. It was THAT tiny. I know I'm a tight knitter but come on!! I must have a death grip on those needles! I'm hoping I can block it and make it grow. A lot. It's so damn cute and I can already envision it paired with several different pairs of pants I have. I'm almost finished with the Ribby Shell so as long as I don't sabotage that one as well then maybe I'll get to wear it. Fingers crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/18175077-5936416141245800756?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/5936416141245800756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=5936416141245800756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5936416141245800756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/5936416141245800756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-melting.html' title='I&apos;m melting'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rp2mCtKZ7TI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VOtGxsKnCA4/s72-c/ChevronScarf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-4615400405086227022</id><published>2007-06-09T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:53.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orangina Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rms6f0dvKjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JoazYqgx0E4/s1600-h/drpepper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074213723496720946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rms6f0dvKjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JoazYqgx0E4/s320/drpepper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a really simple 4-row lace pattern.  I haven't screwed up many times.  The only thing is that it's taking me a long time to get anywhere.  I only do a few rows at a time because when I knit lace patterns I tend to tense up my hands and fingers.  So they poop out pretty quickly.  The picture sucks because my digital camera is broken so I had to use my cellphone.  It really is a beautiful colour and I can't wait to wear it when (if) I finish it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-4615400405086227022?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/4615400405086227022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=4615400405086227022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4615400405086227022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/4615400405086227022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/06/orangina-progress.html' title='Orangina Progress'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/Rms6f0dvKjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JoazYqgx0E4/s72-c/drpepper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-8548317100761176280</id><published>2007-06-05T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T18:54:36.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harrrrumph!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm getting ready to rip back my Rusted Root for the 3rd and hopefully last time.  I realized that I was doing one of the sleeve increases in the wrong spot.  I thought it was looking a bit wonky and kept telling myself to trust the pattern.  Absolutely the pattern can be trusted.  I on the other hand, can not.  Tuna would tell me just to leave it because "No one will notice".  He will never understand.  Poor thing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-8548317100761176280?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/8548317100761176280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=8548317100761176280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8548317100761176280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/8548317100761176280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/06/harrrrumph.html' title='Harrrrumph!!!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2134561836365179677</id><published>2007-06-02T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T08:48:45.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Surfing and Start Knitting!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been awake for an hour now and have been drinking my coffee and reading knitting blogs. Dreamily gazing at everyone's fabulous projects. Trying to forget about the fact that I have 15+ projects in the works. Currently I can think of 3 that are intimidating the crap out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ribby Shell from Chicknits - I diligently did 2x2 ribbing on this blasted thing for 13 inches. I compare that type of knitting to listening to my Mother-in-Law talk about her hip surgery and the resulting bone shard from her femur. Not that I'm not concerned. I truly am. However, after the 1st listen it gets super old. The new joke with Tuna and I is to use the phrase "I have a shard" whenever we can. It makes us laugh way more than it probably should. Anywhoooo, after almost poking my eyes out to alleviate the boredom, I have split the front and back and have reached the shoulder shaping on the back. It seems I have come to a part of the pattern that is in a language unknown to me. What I really mean by that is I have no *!&amp;$^% clue what this part of the pattern is talking about. Am I retarded? Am I missing a certain part of my brain that I can't understand what dear ol' Bonnie Marie Burns is referring to when she simply states "bind off 6 sts once then 7 sts once then 7 sts once. Finish Row". Excuse me, WHAT??? After reading this "instruction" 5+ times, I calmly put the shell aside and muttered numerous swear words under my breath. Then I started a new project to make myself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Back to School Vest from Fitted Knits - Damn it I love this book. Ms. Japel's patterns have always made me a bit giddy. She is incredibly talented and I wish wish wish I had even an iota of her skill. Almost finished with this knit and I came to realize that my wishing didn't come true. I'm supposed to have a certain number of sts on my needle so I begin to count them with a whir of excitement in my belly because I just know I'll have the right number. Oh Holy hell....she says I should have 16 but my count stops at 14. Count again...I must have skipped a few numbers. Nooooooooooooooooo. 14 it is. I have screwed up. Will I notice if one strap isn't as wide as the other? Of course I'll notice.  I have to frog back to where I bound off for the neck. I am terrified to perform this act. I will put this project in the closet and not visit it again until I feel capable. That was 2 weeks ago and I have pulled the vest out of the closet several times. Only to stroke it lovingly a bit and then weep and put it back in the closet. In classic Me style, I start a new project to make myself feel competent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Rusted Root from Zephyr Style - I cast on for this a few nights ago. It scares me and I haven't even screwed up yet (I don't think so anyway).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-2134561836365179677?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2134561836365179677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2134561836365179677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2134561836365179677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2134561836365179677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/06/stop-surfing-and-start-knitting.html' title='Stop Surfing and Start Knitting!!'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-185485599685011804</id><published>2007-05-26T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:34:53.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FInished Objects'/><title type='text'>Danica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RlhtCR2y4cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pU3Ayqb3LUU/s1600-h/IMG01832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068921266525888962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RlhtCR2y4cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pU3Ayqb3LUU/s320/IMG01832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh Danica....how lovely you are. I will miss you so much when I finally get around to mailing you to Sissy. I can only hope she will appreciate your beauty as much as I do. Be assured that if she doesn't wear you everyday, I will bring you home.  You will not be an only child.  I am in the process of knitting you a sister.  But she's staying with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/18175077-185485599685011804?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/185485599685011804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=185485599685011804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/185485599685011804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/185485599685011804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/05/danica.html' title='Danica'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v0TAurBs5wg/RlhtCR2y4cI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pU3Ayqb3LUU/s72-c/IMG01832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18175077.post-2253980491137463152</id><published>2007-05-26T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T08:54:19.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is this so hard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm trying to set up this blog and had no idea I would find it this difficult. I see all these blogs out there on the web that look so great and would love to be able to make mine the same. Alas I have no patience for reading directions so I'm stuck with this generic looking blog for now. It's Saturday and I'm watching the time waste away. I woke up at 7am and it's 10am. Where does the time go? I'm waiting for Moo's friend to come and pick her up and then would like to devote most of my day to knitting. I'm still on painkillers from having my wisdom teeth removed so I'm a little distracted and am finding it hard to concentrate on doing only one thing at a time. I am hoping to correct the mistake I made on my first attempt at a pattern from my new favourite book, Fitted Knits. I was so proud of myself for getting as far as I had in the pattern and then felt extreme disgust with myself when I realized that I had screwed up. I calmly set the project aside and moved onto something else. I really need to pick it back up and correct the mistake so I can move on to hopefully finishing it today. I'm afraid of ripping back because I'm scared that I won't be able to correct it and then might possibly have a nervous breakdown over it. In the meantime I'm going to try to figure out how to post a link to my finished objects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18175077-2253980491137463152?l=clackerdine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/feeds/2253980491137463152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18175077&amp;postID=2253980491137463152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2253980491137463152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18175077/posts/default/2253980491137463152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clackerdine.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-is-this-so-hard.html' title='Why is this so hard?'/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16802574769413085737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f163/clacks/IMG02069copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
