Hooking Up a Storm

Still hard at work on squares for the Friendship Afghan.

This is what I’ve got so far.

Lucky 15

This is what 15 squares look like all fanned out.  Whee!

Suddenly I want pancakes.

And that’s what they look like stacked up. I know, I’m excited too. Remember how I said that if I made one square a day that I’d be on track? Well, this was what I had mid-Saturday so I’d say I’m well ahead of myself. At last count I had twenty four so I’m pretty jazzed. We lost one person from the swap, which means I have to make 38 squares instead of 40. Actually, to send my box, I need to make 36. I keep my own, meaning that the 36 can be on their way while I make the last two for myself.

The only problem is that it’s becoming obsessive for me. I sit down, I crochet, I watch movies with Mister E. Rinse, repeat. Next cycle I’ll have three full months to complete the squares so I can be a little less proactive about it if I like.

Little balls of sunshine in a bag!

I decided I was going to try and do half the squares in one shade of yellow and half in a darker shade of yellow, with the darker ones in a different pattern. That did not work out. In fact, I wasted half a day making and tearing apart what would have been two and a half squares because one looked terrible, one had the wrong directions and one was the wrong gauge. So I’m doing the two different yarn colors in the same pattern and I think it’s turning out just fine. I cannot wait to get my squares from everyone else and make an afghan. Cannot. Wait. I haven’t decided how I’m going to join them yet but probably simple stitching with a picot edge.

More interesting, happy news! My friends Pais and Boo Radley got their present!

She has deemed it “sufficiently pretty!”

That is Pais carefully examining the stitchwork. She approved of it! My own cats put aroma and snarfs on it, so I’m sure she’s reading their messages carefully.

She also trod upon it.

It’s a celebration of Two Cats Magazine, which you can buy in regular or digital form here! Also, go read Hey Pais! They are journal comics by a very pretty cat and also feature a handsome and brave boy cat named Boo Radley. I will post a full review of TCM when I get my copy, don’t you worry about that. Yay!

Saturday was also our co-op day, which means we now have produce out the wazoo.

Look at all that deliciousness.

This week was corn, cucumber, a honeydew melon, cauliflower, carrots, bananas, tomatoes, onions, lemons, D’anjou pears, bell peppers, blackberries and apricots. Let me tell you, those apricots are delicious. There was one more than what was in the picture but Mister E got to them first. I’m very, very glad the bananas and tomatoes are sort of unripe because we still have tomatoes from last week and bananas I need to use in smoothies.

BN is looking into starting up with the co-op in her city, which is super-exciting to me. I looked up whether or not there was one nearby on Bountiful Baskets’ site and there were two! I love spreading the word about healthy produce that will also save people money, especially since I know she’s in the same boat as us moneywise.

Between the crocheting and the food co-op, it almost sounds like I’m turning into a hippie or something. I’m not even going to get into the fact that I just got permission from Mister E to start vermicomposting on our back porch. Oh well. There are much worse things I could be, right? I could be playing Warcraft.

Sunshine, Daisies, Butter Mellow

Why the Hell did I agree to yellow?

As I said yesterday, I love swaps. I think I also mentioned that I was trying to get in on a Friendship Afghan swap. That is, for your information needs, a swap where you make two squares for each person in the swap, mail them to the host, she doles them out and sends them back to you. You join them and you have a fancy afghan that was made by you and however many people are in your swap. Here are some example of finished ones. Here’s one of them now.

This one is called “Rainbow of Grannies.”

The one I signed up for has 20 people in it including me. That means I make 40 squares, send them in a box to the lady hosting – except two, those are mine for my blanket – who ends up with 800 squares (!!!), which she then hands out among the participants and sends back in the same box. Fancy!

I didn’t particularly want to do the “Ladies’ Red Hat Society” one because I get enough shit for being an old woman with my high blood pressure, crafts and cats, so I signed up for the “Summer Sunshine” one without even thinking about how much I hate yellow until it was too late.

It’s not as if yellow bad-touched me as a child, but there are negative connotations for me. I’ve been trying to get over it lately by buying some yellow shirts, including my adorable Artichokey shirt. I love that shirt so much that I forgot how much I always hated yellow. Still waging war against pink for the most part, though I’m not sure why because my parents weren’t into gendered colors. Anyhow.

Mister E picked out the yarn for me and instead of getting bright obnoxious yellow, he chose a soft baby chick yellow that made me happy.

Here is the yarn.

For my square, I chose a pretty one that is simple enough that I can do it while I watch TV but complicated looking enough so people will be proud to have it in their afghan.

This is the square!

They suggested making a cardboard square to make sure we have the right gauge, which I did. We have a lot of scrap just laying around right now (our cats love cardboard) so I made one out of some of it and, to differentiate it from the rest of the chewed-up offal, I wrote Giant Bomb jokes all over it.

GONNA MAKE SWEET LOVE TO IT, FROM THE BACK, GRRR!

There are 45 days to finish the project, which means if I can make one square per day I’ll finish on time. That’s a good thing because my hands are already starting to hurt from all the cross-stitching. I will persevere, however, even if I have to dial back the stitchery. I haven’t crocheted in a while and need to make sure I don’t get all rusty. I want to do the “Royal” one in June, which is purple! All purple all the time! ❤ ❤

As for my aversion to yellow, this might help me get over it. Or it might break my hands. I could be paraphrasing Ted Leo here.