Monday, May 30, 2011

Freedom...

It is all so exciting now. School is out for me and Knitter #3. #2 gets out tomorrow. Knitting for the fair is in full swing. It is finally starting to warm up. We have 3 dogs for the month of June. We got a 14 foot trampoline. FREE! AND…. My younger brother/sister is bringing fabric back when s/he returns from a trip to Thailand. That is so freaking exciting!

Since I’ve brought up my younger sibling being transgender… I have to say that in a conservative state like this I worry about her safety and you will probably not see me bring it up again.

So, Sunny is ours for the next month! Some of you may have seen a picture of her visiting last year. Expect lots of pictures over the coming month. The sheep and most of the goats have not taken too much notice of her yet. However, tonight, Zoe and Belle freaked out when they saw her. I can just imagine what they were thinking when they saw a strange devil dog rushing at them… (Really she was just rushing to meet me) They didn’t turn tail and run for their lives, but I think it was only because I seemed completely unconcerned. And I am their mother who they always trust.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

The weather here is so nice right now. Makes you just want to be outside. So I have been. First of all, we went yard saling. And then I mowed the yard. We have a new lawnmower. It is one of those Toro Recycler mowers. High ratings with Consumer Reports. It is self propelled. To say it the Dick and Jane way: See Kathy. See Kathy run. See Kathy run after the lawnmower. I finally got used to it and didn’t feel as if I was being dragged. And I didn’t have to push and shove to get it up hill. Nice. Anyone who has a perfectly flat yard has not lived. I planned on fertilizing tonight after I put the birds to bed and turning on the sprinkler system, but it’s raining I hope someday our yard will look less like a patchy pasture and more like a lawn.

My knitting felt like it was going really well until I looked at the pattern. I’d gotten to the 15 inches needed before splitting the front from back when I noticed I was supposed to do some neckline shaping starting at the 10 inch mark. Oops. And it wasn’t the sort of thing that could be fixed by laddering down, either. I haven’t had that big of a rip in years. It would help if I hadn’t lost track of my pattern. (note that I don’t say ‘lost’)

Summer break is nearly upon us here. This week my baby, my littlest knitter, will graduate from preschool. My boss says preschool will be strange without our 2 youngest kids. They’ve always been there right from the beginning. I think we will get by without them. And if we think we won’t, we can just remember all the times they got crabby and were a pain in the you know where. Where was I? Summer. No schedule to stick to every day. Heaven.

Monday, May 16, 2011

A Long, Cold Spring

This spring has been horrible around here. So cold the grass wouldn’t grow. When it warmed up, the ground had dried out and the grass didn’t grow. We’ve been getting some rain lately. This morning it was 37, the wind was blowing and it is still raining. The snow has been very slow to melt in the mountains. If it is 37 here, it is snowing up on the mountain. I’d rather it be warmer while it rains. Bring on the rain, I say. Last year was an amazing grass year. There was grass higher than my head, and I am average height. I’d be devastated if we ended up with NO grass this year. I could go on and on about grass issues, but I won’t.

I am working on my fair list now. I want to take several sweaters, but I have to make sure I can get them done in time. I think when I finish my current vest, I will start my Icelandic pullover. It seems like if I want to accomplish 11 in 2011, I should get on it and knit something. I also want to work from my yarn stash and my Ravelry queue. Somewhere, I have a fair book that lists all the categories. I find it interesting the categories our county DOESN’T have in knitting. Like shawls. Anyway, I would like to knit some smaller things if I can get the sweaters done.

I need take some new pictures of the lambs. They have grown a lot and their horns are starting to grow. In addition, one of them it turns out, is dark brown, not black. They are gray underneath like their parents. The reason they will not have names is because they can’t stay here. We will probably eat them. If there was a possibility one could stay here as a ram, we still would not want to play with him and make him a pet. Rams can be dangerous so you just can’t do that with them. The rule with rams is that they do not race up to you and tear snacks from your fingers. It is their nature to be aggressive since they are male and if your ram thinks he can run up and hit you like he does his companions, you will get hurt. Not good. Those sort of rams end up as sausages quite often I hear.

Something new: I’m learning to play the banjo right now! Last night, I started learning Angelina Baker because Knitter #2 is going to start learning it in fiddle class soon.