HATS ~ HATS ~ HATS
The kiddos love them some hats.
Making them keeps me out of trouble.
Because we all know I need supervision.
Like you should see the dress I bought!!
I’m gonna get it dry cleaned, and I am going to wear the $hit out of that dress. With high top sneakers and a new tattoo…and maybe some fingerless mitts with a matching shawl…check, check, check iiiitttttt ;)
It’s like my own super hero costume!
So anyway, back to the matter of hats.
There are some super kids enjoying my newest creations.
It’s no secret that I love sweet juicy watermelon.
For 20 years, when Frank has cut down a tree for firewood, if the starting wedge turns out nice, he brings them to me for garden art.
A little tea, a little sunshine, a Sunday morning on the deck, and a little paint.
Enough slices to share with the neighbor girls :)
Just a couple more things to show you that I bought on my trip last week.
I am using these charms for an upgrade to an older project that I’ll share soon.
I fell in love with this knitted sunflower pin.
I may have to make some more flower pins, they are such a day brightener. This one has been living on my purse since I got home :)
Thoughts? Do you guys like flower pins too?
If you know Tamara from Crochet With Tamara, then you know she is a very gracious online friend.
We’ve been virtually running into each other for years and when I heard about the Kansas Barn Sale last year, I knew I needed to go meet her and check out that sale. So we met up at the hotel the night before, had a great dinner, crocheted together a bit, and hung out by the pool. She introduced us to our new friends Susie & Kory, and we got to chat with Tamara’s minion model John. It was an amazing and fun getaway weekend for us.
We were ready to roll to the Kansas Barn Sale
And then there was a 2 mile long traffic jam so we parked the car in a ditch like many others and walked the remaining mile through a wheat field.
This was our first glimpse of the mayhem. IT WAS HEAVENLY CHAOS!!!
Really, the photos don’t do it justice. It was loud and crowded and colorful and stunning and the enormity was amazing.
And then I found Tamara’s bright and beautiful booth.
Of course a selfie was in order.
I brought home this rockin pair of fingerless mitts from her treasure trove of yarny goodness.
Thank you Tamara from the bottom of my heart for making it a great time, you are a sweet & wonderful person! :)
I also picked up some jelly from the girls next door to Tamara, and some wool dryer balls.
Then I did some early Christmas shopping and spent ALL my mad money :)
‘Kip’ & I made our long trek back to the car and then homeward.
Is it just me, or when a man wears a sweater like that, he should be named Kip, right?
Our weekend getaway ended way too soon.
It was such a wonderful experience to finally meet my online friends in person. Heartwarming and validating and inspirational and I can’t explain just how gratifying it was.
It makes me want to retire from the rat race to make art & connect with exceptional people full-time.
I would love to meet each and every one of you exceptional people that I have met through blogging ~ THANK YOU for being a part of my life!
Oh and PS ~ I highly recommend the Kansas Barn Sale as well. It’s held in the Wichita, Kansas area every year in October. Check it out if you can :)
In the past, you may have visited while I talked about trying to perform the dark arts
I pretty much have come to the conclusion that skill with 2 needles is completely out of my range of mastery.
Basically, I suck at it.
I’ve tried videos, books, small & large needles, in-person lessons…all to no avail.
When I was but a teenage hooker, knitting was in fashion and crochet was considered old lady stuff and dorky and I was even told it was a waste of time. Not to be deterred from my love of hooker therapy, I quietly made afghans and amigurumi toys for myself and my family secretly wishing the whole time that I could learn to knit so that I could make stuff that was loved by the mainstream. I thought to myself, if only I could spend the gobs of money it takes on a knitting machine I would make the most fabulous stuff.
In the meantime, crochet has made a comeback. And that makes me an incredibly happy hooker. So much so, that when I turned 40 I decided I would hide my skill no longer and I started this blog that blossomed into an obsession for all things crochet. Really, I had no idea that you noticed I’m obsessed. You have also now noticed that the reason I named my blog yarnchick40 had to do with my mid-life crisis and no longer hiding who I really was.
Now, on occasion I can be found doing some retail therapy both online and in the real world. And, on occasion I happen to glance longingly at knitting machines. Those puppies are expensive! I have never justified the cost of my hobby enough to cough up that much cash for what I consider a toy. Because really, hobbies for adults are like toys for children. Amirite?? Would all the 5 year-olds in the room please raise their mud-pie smeared chubby little fists clutching a lego?
So my story goes like this::
My co-workers and I were innocently
surfing the web doing our jobs first thing in the morning, because no one checks personal email or facebook first thing when they get to work. Lo and behold, my co-worker’s friend bought an old auction house in a tiny town nearby and was posting all the random stuff that was left in the building by the previous owners. She was posting hundreds of pictures, and somewhere in the midst my co-worker piped up across the office, ‘hey, you wanna knitting machine?’
I held my composure and did not start jumping up and down flailing my arms like the 5 y/o I am. I nonchalantly replied ‘umm, sure if it’s cheap’ knowing full well she could be asking $500 or more. I was wrong. We chatted by phone, my co-worker’s friend and me, and neither on of us had any idea what the stuff was worth or what pieces were there or if any of it would ever work. She looked it up online and shot out a price of $250, I said ‘nah, not worth the risk’. She decided to suggest $150. Then I perked up. I had that much left in my yarn fund.
I was still undecided so I told her let me think a bit about it, because let’s face it I am NOT a gambler.
But then I realized I NEED TO TAKE SOME CALCULATED RISKS or I would be boring FOREVER. And then I called her back up and offered $100 to save it from the scrap metal dealer and she said ‘DEAL’.
THAT, my friends was the moment I was able to lose my composure and start jumping up and down flailing my arms like the 5 y/o I am.
All the while, I thought I was going to be lucky if::
a.) all the parts were there for a knitting machine
b.) would it cost me another $500 to get all the missing stuff replaced
c.) was it even manufactured anymore
d.) a multitude of other crap
FYI, if you should ever buy a knitting machine know that they weigh what feels like 100# each.
…and then 24 hours went by like I was sitting in the waiting room of the doctor’s office because I wanted my lollipop and dammit I wanted it NOW
In the end, I have acquired the following::
Passap Duomatic “Pinkie” (minus the yarn cup and 1 blue stripper)
Brother KH-120 & KR-120 manual machine & ribber
Brother KH-860 & 2, count ‘em 2 KR-850 ribbers, a color changer, floppy drive & punch card reader
a multitude (I like that word today) of punch cards, manuals, floppy disc patterns & spare parts
5 crochet hooks (damn dark arts STILL require the assistance of a hooker implement, booyah)
As of this week, I have spent over 30 hours of my sparse free time cleaning them, setting them up, searching for manuals, watching youtube videos and attempting to knit.
So far, I still suck at knitting.
I’ve cast on properly ONE time. And then I promptly jammed the machine.
I’m just going to keep at it!