Changing Faces

Mostly, I just aspire to knit. Lately, I've been aspiring to knit a sweater from an actual pattern. Frogging ensued, of course. Every once in a while I aspire to color changes to keep up my own interest. A little creative meddling. Right now, I'm trying to blow just enough life into one of the rather drab blog template choices to lessen the blah. If it's a little garish around here at the mo', I apologize. (Watch out, I've been experimenting with new fonts as well.)

Bouncing 'Round the Room

Words like sylvan, pastoral, sublime and columbia have been jostling my brain for a shot at the new blog title. I can't get them to make sense, especially with knitting. I don't knit trees, and I don't knit in an edenic setting.

You know what I think does work? (But I don't like the sound of it)

"Aspire To Knit"

There's a certain amount of humility there that I think is appropriate considering my desire to become a world-class knitter. I know I have a long way to go, and I know there are a ton of people out there who are much more experienced than I am. I guess I think "Aspire" recognizes that. I googled the phrase and found that pretty much all the blogs I've heard of or give any credence to at all have used that phrase in at least one post. Knitting is one of those things with limitations and a constant learning curve, so you're never as much of an expert as you think. I can be good at one thing, but there will always be more for me to aspire to.

So how do I work a tree in there?

Everything Changes

Cliche. Not a first for me.

I was thinking - I really want a different look and I've been considering a name change. Something more knitting-appropriate. I'm beginning to think of that name up there as a placeholder for something else.

Easy Saturday Morn

Taking is slow and easy this morning, so this post will be link-rich and thought-slim.

Watched a movie from Netflix this week called On A Clear Day. I generally put things in my queue that I can watch with the little rascal, which puts some serious limits on my choices. It's nice when I can enjoy and adult movie and not worry that my son will be seeing things that will scar him for life. My take on the show: feel good ending with believability, some quirky and interesting camera angles, strong characters that don't make you uncomfortable to watch.

Working on the Lombard Street Socks pattern in Dale of Norway Baby Ull in a lovely shade called "Green Apple". Finished the first sock, cast on and knitting the picot cuff of the second. Loving socks right now.

Trying to read blogs on an RSS aggregator or on the web led me to giving up on the whole thing - lost my blog community altogether. Took way too much time and I decided I'd rather knit in my down time. But with the advent of Windows Vista (boo hiss, right?) I can read all my favorite blogs in Outlook! I haven't added them to a list yet, but I'm reading Mason Dixon Knitting, Yarn Harlot (of course!!), and The Panopticon. Notably, all are about knitting. There are a million more blogs about knitting out there, and I have my eye on a few.

And now a quick kid story to wrap it up. We're still nursing, even though Little Man is 25 months. We're working toward weaning, but it's slow going with a high-needs kid. Of course, we have whole conversations about nursing, which lead to some fairly comical ways of asking to have a bit of milk. Like "ita-bita boo-bah". That's little bit of nursing, complete with thumb and pointer finger held close together or doing open-shut-open-shut. Kills me every time.