Showing posts with label first socks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label first socks. Show all posts

Saturday, August 16, 2008

new apartment!

So, I have taken a job in Massachusetts. I am moving in to my new apartment, which is currently a pile of boxes in newly painted rooms. As per usual I am getting myself too busy by taking a job working on the costumes for the CT Faire before and during my move to Massachusetts. In other words, I may not be unpacking until November sometime. After the faire and my friend's wedding. For now, I will say that knitting-wise I have finished one and a half socks, one baby hat, a neckwarmer, and started some other small projects. No pictures of those as of yet though, so you will have to make do with the before pictures from the apartment.

Living room windows~ aren't they nice? lovely wood floors too. Not so lovely wall paper that I may dispose of if I have time, energy, and money this winter.


Living Room~Fireplace and view into dining room. Also showing the really cool fireplace screen that I got at an auction for $10.

Living Room ~ Again, the view into the dining room and through into the kitchen. Also you can see half of my wonderful mother trimming out the fresh paint in the kitchen.

Living Room ~ As seen from the dining room.
The door on the left is the entrance from the front hall.

Monday, July 14, 2008

first socks...well, sock


I have been making progress on my sock. I am nearly to the ribbing at the top of the sock, and am able to try it on and pretend that I can wear it already. I still have to make another one, but I have hopes that all that I learned on this one will make everything much easier on the second one.

I got back from the most disappointing day at faire yesterday. We went up to Sterling Festival and were poured on by torrential rain of Biblical proportions all day. At least until we decided that it was never going to end and we should just go. At least we were right, it never ended. The only thing that saved us from terrible depression was going to a wonderful Indian food restaurant in Uttica on the way home. The day was not entirely a loss. Oh well, it had to happen sooner or later in my faire experiences.