Mail Day brings goodies.

My postman automatically hands me my packages and waits for me to open them to show him my new yarn purchases. I don't think he's ever seen me wear a hand knit and he's commented on that recently. I have to get cracking and wow him.

This past week brought me a skein of Madelinetosh merino/bamboo and two of Cablefreak's little socks. The Madelinetosh will be socks for me and the remaining two were to contribute to a fundraiser and have no current plans.

I have also recently finished a hat for my little man. I doubt he'll be so reluctant to wear it when the temperatures start approaching freezing. It's cascade 220 heathers and the pattern is who? by Sara Amarosa.

A year later, a finished project.

Poor neglected blog. You realize just how long it's been when you use the yarn you last posted (July of 2009) a full year later in the next post.

It became this sweet little sweater for my neighbour's toddler.

It appears to have gently kicked my knitting mojo back into gear and hopefully there will be more to come.

Where dontcare does care.

It's only taking me what feels like an entire lifetime to get to this point. Ordinarily at 32 that would be laughable but I have lived more in the past ten years of my life then more will in the remainder of theirs. The wedding went well, but I'm suffering from a letdown of all the build up and my husband's absence. With him being military he'll only be home for about 45 days between January 1st and October of this year. He's set to deploy to Afghanistan in a couple short months. Knitting keeps me sane. Without the soothing presence of knitting needles I don't think I have the coping skills to get by.

Just when I started to truly feel sorry for myself, that my first years as a newlywed will be mostly alone I received yarn in the mail. It always seems to show up the minute it's needed. It's colored string. It's much more than colored string. It's a bit of a bright light on a grey day.

Progress!

I'm plugging away on my WIPS as part of the LSG Team over on Ravelry's Work in Progress Wrestling. Here are two of my finished projects.

The purple socks are Monkey by Cookie A. in Araucania Ranco Multy I picked up at Baadeck Yarns on our summer 2008 camping trip. The pink and purple head wrap is Ana by Adrienne Thomas in Handmaiden Lady Godiva from LK Yarns in Halifax.

In the mail came my July shipments of the Yarn Pirate's Booty Club, and ArtWalk Sock Yarn Club. The booty club, Iliana loves so it will be a hat for her. The Art Walk sock yarn is so my colours that I squeed when I opened it.

Summer of Socks and WIP Wrestling.

Poor Corbin was trying to pack himself into daddy's bags. This is how I've been feeling lately with the constant absence of my man. He'll be home for the wedding day itself this Halloween but he'll be in Israel up to ten days prior.

My Tesla (hand maiden sea silk in Scottish Thistle I picked up from Baadeck Yarns last summer) is proving to be a bit of a pain in the ass. It's coming along now but I feel weak for having to use a life line to keep from frogging for the NINTH time.

Summer of Socks is starting this weekend over on Ravelry. My goal is to make a pair approximately every two weeks over the summer. I want to start with the red and blue skein that was hand dyed by Lulubelle.

Organized Chaos....

On the needles is my second RPM sock done in a purple and green yarn called Spanky from etsy seller lizardsmells.

On my larger addi (I love my addi's) is a top down raglan sweater. The same cabin fever design as Corbin's woobu sweater. I have run out of the blue (6A Debbie Bliss Pure cotton) so I will have to hunt down more to complete it. It's such a cute pattern on him.

You may have to much yarn when you start stealing toy boxes from the kids. I rearranged their stash to use their bins. So things are sorted by weight and fiber content and I can better see what I already own. Which would be to many single 100 yard skeins of DK weight and not enough of anything to make garments for myself except for socks.

Happy Valentine's Day.

He always brings me back something from his work trips. This time he found the Beehive Wool Shop in Victoria. The store sounds delicious. He comes home with a purple pottery mug ( I love pottery) a box of truffles, a sock book, and new yarn.

I was spoiled rotten, I'm ready to shove him back out the door again to see what his foraging brings back.