Homemade Condom

The title of this blog got your attention, didn’t it? Well, I actually did make a condom, but it’s not for what you think, so get your mind out the gutter you hussy.

I like all my yarn to be in nice neat balls before I work with them. Since 80% of my yarn are in center-pull skeins when I buy them, this means I need to convert them into balls when I get them home.

As anyone who has worked with yan knows, the stuff loves to roll around and away from you. So, one of the things I did to prevent this was to knit up a yarn condom. I used my Boy Toy’s Knifty Knitter knitting loom to make a very stretchy and flexible condom that could hold yarn of all different shapes and sizes.

The loom used to make the condom was the small round blue one and the yarn used was Lion Brand Trellis.

The pictures below shows the condom in action as I convert a skein of Lion Brand Homespun into a nice fluffy ball.

Yarn Condom

 

Close up of Yarn Condom

 

Another Shot of the Condom

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June. What June?

WTF. Yup, those three little letters basically sums up my month of June. I’ve gone the whole month without being able to knit anything. Yes, you read that correctly. I didn’t knit a-n-y-t-h-i-n-g! Life got into that ‘suddenly I’m so busy and don’t have time to do anything but at the end of the day I can’t for the life of me figure out what the hell I was doing to be so busy’, mode. That has been my month and as I take a moment to reflect on it I still can’t see where all my time went.

My mom says that everyone experiences one month each year where they fall into a vortex of nothingness at the start of the month only to fall out at the other side at the end of the month scratching their head trying to figure out what just happened to the last 29 days of their life. I’m really starting to agree with her theory.

My ‘no knitting’ June must have also coincided with my yarn stash’s breeding season as now I am finding yarn balls of all colors and sizes falling off book selves and hiding in the bottom of my panty drawer. I guess when the needles are away, the balls shall play!

I did it in some good knitting eye candy by surfing the pictures of the most recent TNNA conference that such wonderful knitters are blogging about and uploading into their Flickr account.

I do hope that many of you out there were able to accomplish some grand knitting this month and if anyone knows how the whole vortex thing works, please let me know so I can try to avoid falling into another one this year.

Has The Dust Cleared Yet?

Well, I don’t want to jinks myself, but it would seem that life has finally settled down for the time being.

I am more than happy to be seeing the month of May’s ass walking away from me. It was a bad time and we are much better off parting ways with each other.

June seems to hold a bit more promise. I got an early gift from June in the form of my very first ever Jury Duty Summon!

Socking as it may seem, yes it is my very first time up for jury duty. You think that’s strange, my mom is 63 years old and has never been called for jury duty! She has even called and asked to be put on the list and still no luck.

I’ve been serious about turning in my sock designs for consideration into various knitting magazines, hence th lack of patterns being posted as I am waiting to see if any of my designs have been accepted.

I’ve only let one deadline slip through my fingers, mainly due to poor time management and that whole little bit of moving from one state to the other.

Now all my stash is finally in one place and my life- though not taking the shape I had hoped- is starting to take on something that could pass for normal.

So, what’s on my needles now?

I’m working on something wooly that i hope to turn in to Knitty.com for consideration. Sorry, must continue with the secrets. But I can tell you that I’m halfway through spinning that baby poo green fiber and when it’s all spun I plan to knit a pair of socks knitting it straight from the spindle. Yup, I’m going to knit it without washing the yarn and relaxing the twist. I want those twist to be alive and wirery. It should be fun.

Dude, Where’s My Yarn?

I’m here in California, packing up what use to be my home for the last three years. Now my entire house is being wrapped up in butcher paper and stuffed into uniform brown cardboard boxes.

It is fascinating to watch complete strangers tear down in a matter of hours what took you years to put together. My life here is now over.

The hard part for me was trying to figure out what to do with my yarn. We couldn’t personally drive it back to Arizona as I was hoping to do. Those of you with a signficant yarn stash would understand the need for your yarn to have personal protection. As much as I tried, the driver of the moving truck refused to keep my yarn securely buckled in the seat next to him and my Boy Toy put his foot down on shipping my stash express mail with $1,000 insurance on it. Instead, I was reduced to shoving it all into a suitcase and having the moving guys toss it into the back of the truck along with the rest of my household goods.

I was shocked to find out that the driver would not be driving straight to the storage place we had selected. Instead, he would be making a few stops along the way- loading and unloading cargo. What if the tag on my bag of yarn falls off and he leaves it at the wrong location? What if one of his stops is at the home of another knitter whose keen noise can sniff out the scent of wool and takes my stash for her own use? What if the truck breaks down in the middle of nowhere and the only way the driver can get some help from the locals is to barter my precious yarn for water and a phone call?

These are serious scenarios that seemed lost on everyone but me. With sad eyes, I watched as the truck started it’s engine and rolled away with my yarn. I don’t know where my yarn is going or if it will reach its final destination. The last comforting thought I had as the truck drove out of sight, “Well, at least I was able to sneak the rest of my knitting needles into my purse”.

One Stash, Two States

I recently had the chance to visit my second yarn stash in the  located in the next state over. I would never wish such an arrangement on any knitter, but for me this arrangement is working out. The upside to having yarn in two different states is that absence really makes the heart grow fonder.

I had forgotten what beautiful yarns I own. There is a bag of seven skeins of wool waiting to be made into a blanket.  I have enough yarn left over from my last Harry Potter scarf project to make another one. And the amount of colorful acrylics staring up at me when I look into the stash is enough to make a young knitter blush.

As much as I would like to pack it all up and have this stash join its friends the next state over, I can only take a few balls of yarn with me for now.  My stashes are separated for a good reason- though that doesn’t help the sadness that I feel when I have to leave one of my stashes behind.

Hopefully, some day in the near future, my two stashes will be reunited. But until then, I will continue to be the traveling knitter, living my life between two states- and two stashes.

Knitting and Crochet Blog Week 2011: Yarn Stash, Interupted

All this week my postings are a part of the 2nd Annual Knitting & Crochet Blog Week. To learn more about it, just click here.

Most knitters and crocheters, unless they just had their workroom redecorated by Martha Stewart herself, would be crazy to share photos of their yarn stash. We all know how just a few balls of yarn in a plastic bag can quickly multiply into a unruley herd that flows from the knitting basket into the closet, under the bed, in the hallway closet, the kitchen cabinets, etc.

We crafters try hard to hide what we have and never admit to ourselves, (or our spouses), just how much yarn we own. Well, I’m going to break that code of silence by showing you all how and where I keep my yarn. I have to tell you know that what you are about to see is only about half the amount that I really own. Since I go back and forth between two states I have two stashes. This is my Arizona stash. I have a whole other stash in California. Enjoy!

My Plastic Costco Bin Of Yarn

 

Current Knitting On Top Of My Dresser

 

More Knitting On The Reading Nook

 

More Knitting On The Nightstand

 

Knitting Needle Stash Housed In A German Beer Mug

 

Bag of Yarn and Spinning Hiding in the Closet

 

My Spinning Stuffed In a Dresser Drawer

 

Yes, There Is Even Yarn In My Purse

 

Even My Hubby Has His Yarn & Projects Hanging Around

Knitting Hand Me Downs

 

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I do love how our society just assumes that if you are old with grey hairs, then you must spend your days knitting blankets for babies and crocheting slippers for your other elderly friends. This is the case for my grandmother-inlaw, Ann, and her sister, Wanda.

Every so often, they are given piles of yarn, knitting books and other needlecraft accessories from kind-hearted young people who feel they are doing a great community service by providing such articles to Ann and Wanda. Well, neither of them knit or crochet. Wanda dabbled in crochet for a little bit, but much prefers to do needlepoint. And Ann? Well, her gift is with a rolling-pin and cookie sheet, not yarn and knitting needles.

However, Ann and Wanda are far too kind to turn down such thoughtfulness. So they graciously accept these gifts knowing full well that even the finest skein of mink and cashmere blend couldn’t  convince either of them to pick up needle or hook.

So, I end up being handed down these items, usually along with the same comment, “Now if you don’t need any of this stuff don’t take it. I don’t want you thinking you have to take home this junk.” (As of the day of this posting, I have yet to turn down any knitting ‘junk’ they have offered to me.)

Do you have any knitting ‘suppliers’ among your family? Anyone that knows you well enough to think of you every time they come across yarn?

Swatching for Fun

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I know the title of this blog sounds strange, but it’s true. I knitted up a swatch just for fun!

I’ve been drawn to the pocket design on the tweed jacket featured in the Fall/Winter 2010 issue of Debbie Bliss knitting magazine. (Don’t ask me why. I stopped questioning my own logic and thought process a long time ago.) So, I stash dived until I found some leftover yarns that I could use to knit up my own little version.

As you can tell, I went my own direction with the colors used and I really like the way it turned out. I’m thinking it would look even better with a brighter punk-rock-pink instead of the dusty rose pink that I used.

Naturally, as I was knitting this I thought of how I could translate this pattern for a sock design. Hmmmm. . .