Every once in a while I get in a funk. A slump. I lose my motivation. These moods usually pass pretty quickly. But right now, the condition is critical. I’ve lost my mojo!
Part of the problem is the move, I’m sure. I’m missing my Monday night knitting group terribly. They were always good for ending a slump, just by being there and giving me an excuse to get out and work on something. Then there’s the pinched nerve in my elbow. I wrenched my arm moving and that is affecting my wrist and hand. It’s getting problematic; I should see someone about that. And the weather. The glorious weather!! A good rain storm would fix me, I think, but it’s just too warm and sunny. Curse you, beautiful weather!
Whatever the cause, I need to fix this. So I suckered the hubby into taking me yarn shopping last weekend, something he’s always a good sport about. “Oh, there’s a yarn shop here? I had no idea!! Do you mind…?” (Don’t judge. He secretly enjoys it!)
At our first stop, The Lavender Lamb in Corrales, I found a beautiful skein of Farmhouse Yarns Fannie’s Fingering Weight in the Fall Foliage colorway. I had no idea what I would do with it, but I fell in love and it had to come home with me. While attempting, and failing miserably, to organize my craft room yesterday I came across a copy of the Fenmore pattern I had printed off for a different skein, but never made. I think the garter pattern will play nicely with the crazy variegation, and the fall leaves would be a nice touch.
Later we stopped in to visit the Fiber Chicks in Old Town Albuquerque. There I found two pink skeins of Louisa Harding Willow Tweed, to pair with the two bluish-gray skeins Mark had picked up for me on one of his pre-move work trips here. (Yes, the Hubster buys me yarn. Yes, I know he’s a keeper.) Stripes or chevrons would be nice. I was thinking a long cowl or infinity scarf, but maybe a heavier weight Glacier Point is the direction I want to go in. Which, of course, also means I get to buy more yarn!! Maybe a light gray?
I think my mojo might be hiding with the ball winder.
One day in early summer, 1998, my brand new husband came home from work and announced “we’re moving.” We had planned on leaving Upstate New York for Colorado somewhere down the road, but a conversation with a co-worker, who had planned to get out and never did, had lit the fire. He was ready to go NOW!
Less than a month later we were in Denver planting roots that reached deeper and deeper over the following 16 years. It was home from the moment we arrived. It’s where we truly started our marriage, and had all of our babies, and made friends that became family. It’s where I found my passion for fiber arts and the friends that would push me completely out of my comfort zone to learn and do even more.
In early 2013 my husband changed jobs, taking a step down in position to be in a better job situation. It was the best move possible for our entire family, and the promise was to put him back in the position he had worked so hard for as soon as possible. Early this year, that position became available.
There were tears. Yelling. Stomping. Arguments. Doors slamming. Then we told the kids. They were just fine. As gut wrenching as it was to leave, we packed up the family and arrived in Albuquerque in early August. I like it here, I really do! But it’s just not Home. Our master plan is to get back to Denver as soon as we can. In the mean time, I’ll be doing my best to enjoy my time in
exile New Mexico.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to do some Market Research. In other words, I’m gonna go find the yarn shops!
Once upon a time, I made a bunny named Chickenbutt. I didn’t name him that. My then three-year-old did. Chickenbutt is somewhat famous in some circles. He’s much loved, we’ve celebrated his birthday (you get strange looks when you ask the bakery for a cake that says ‘Happy Birthday Chickenbutt!’) He is B’s best friend.
For years I have refused to re-knit the bunny for others. No, that was a one-off for B. It’s special. Then a friend asked if I would knit a bunny for her 3 year old. A rainbow bunny. For Easter. And they live on the other side of the country. How could I say no?
I found the perfect rainbow colors in KnitPicks Shine, a ridiculously soft cotton blend. I only needed one skein of each color, and even then had enough leftover for another buddy for someone. And by someone I mean the kid I had to pry the rainbow bunny away from. The pattern I used is Nummy Bunny, a free pattern that also happens to be adorable!
The stripes were tedious, but the end result is so worth it. I am NOT making any more bunnies, though! Wait, what? Oh, fine. I’m not making any more after this Denver Broncos bunny…