School's In

 Back to the books!

photo courtesy of foter.com

Besides working full-time, caring for a family and dabbling on the family hobby farm, I'm now back "at school".  Last year I tested the waters--so to speak--and stuck to one course per semester.  This year I've upped the ante.  Instead of one course, I've enrolled in TWO courses this semester (developmental psychology and intro sociology/anthropology).  My one concern: When will I knit?!

What? No Knitting?

No Time?  

Does it ever feel as you're racing the clock?  There's so much to do at home and precious  little time--or energy--left for the fun stuff (i.e. crafting).


Other than the finished amigurumi from earlier this week, there's been little knitting this week.  To be fair, I did finish one sock (only heaven knows when its mate will be cast on).  A sleeve on my beloved--albeit much neglected--Bohus Redux saw some action (its hard slogging through it now).  And necessity required that I start a small project too . . . .  And I would have photographed it all and blogged properly 'bout it except for one small problem: I'm sick. :(  


Everyone in the house is on the mend, so now its my turn to sniffle and sneeze (I'm really quite the sight with my red and raw nose, bundled in my jammies, surrounded by used tissue and an empty Kleenex box--not pretty.  Not one bit).


So please forgive me if I'm less than enthused 'bout the post, the blog and craftiness in general.  See you on the other side.

Knitter's Lament: Not Enough Time

I'm a little disappointed in myself. The knitting has been sparse of late. I've managed to turn a heel and shape the gusset of my son's second ribbed sock. And my Blue Sprout has a little over 3" left to go before separating the sleeves from the body. As for the lace scarf . . . well, I haven't touched that since I started.

I suppose I shouldn't be too hard on myself. The last 2 weekends have been busy (birthday party and then a work-related workshop); so my free time has dwindled. The weekdays too have been a challenge now that soccer has started up. Both boys have practise twice a week--and not necessarily on the same nights.

At least I've caught up in my sewing--such as it is. Let's just say I can sew a straight line--sort of--and leave it at that. My skills are minimal at best. I've manged to make simple curtains, adjust pant hems and patch up worn-out jeans. The latter took up an afternoon last Sunday.

Usually I sew a little hem around the cotton patch and then I sew the patch over the hole. Since my hand-sewing is sloppy, I try to use the machine. Simple? Not if the aforementioned hole is in an awkward spot, thus rendering machine use rather challenging. But I persevered. The holey jeans are holey no more. My dear hubby and son can now wear their old jeans. And who doesn't love a comfy pair of jeans?