friendly neighborhood gargoyle

Several months ago, we noticed that one of the homes in the neighborhood had a new circular driveway and a pedestal in the front yard. Soon a large gargoyle had been mounted on the pedestal. It seemed like a strange choice to me. The house is a regular bi-level in a regular neighborhood on the outskirts of a regular prairie city; the gargoyle seemed more suitable for a large building in a large urban setting.

Then the gargoyle began entertaining all who passed his way.
From donning feather boas to shades and ties, this dude has amused me almost every day. He dressed for our local pro football team games by wearing the team jersey and painting his face. He wore a Hallowe'en costume.

Here he is in his Christmas duds.
Clearly, the homeowners have a great sense of humor!

In other news, yesterday was an exciting day in several ways. We saw our son off to two weeks in Jamaica with his birth father and family. He was one pretty excited guy! What a wonderful extended family he has found in his birth parents! Both are bright, personable, and caring people and between both families, Geoff has five younger half-siblings. I was always a little sad that he was an only child and am glad that he has more family now. I'm sure that he will have lots of news and pics from his holiday to share with us.

Here is his youngest little sister at the airport enjoying her chocolate milk while waiting for the flight yesterday. Who wouldn't be happy to add this little cutie to the family?

The other excitement from yesterday wasn't nearly as much fun as Geoff's trip. We have been battling a mice infestation in our house this fall. I don't know where the little suckers are getting in but they invited all their friends and relatives to Chez Zivec Mouse Inn. I read in the newspaper that mice are a problem for a lot of people this year because the last two mild winters have allowed the mouse population to get out of hand. A pacifist by nature, I started the battle against the meeses by buying one of those no-suffering traps that uses a battery to zap the critter instantly and painlessly. It cost a lot of money and doesn't work very well. When it became apparent that the mice were pretty much laughing at my efforts to rid the house of them, we put down regular mouse traps. Most of the time the mice ate the Cheez Whiz out of the traps without springing them. These are obviously not your basic stupid mice.

I thought Carmen's cat might help us out but I don't think that mild-mannered kitty would kill a mouse if it ran over him. We were forced to contact an exterminator who provided us with rigid plastic traps that the mice could enter to get the poisoned bait stuff but that the pets couldn't get in to. I have to admit that this method works pretty well and the mouse population in our house is much smaller now. However, the mice don't just eat the bait and neatly exit the traps. They pulverize the bait and spread it around as a fine powder.

Last night, Dan took the bin of dog food out of the broom closet in the kitchen to take it downstairs to refill it and left the closet door open while doing so. Unbeknownst to us, the mice had made a big mess of the poison bait in the back of the closet. I saw Pocus sucking in the warfarin as fast as his little mouth could eat it. The only other dog around the kitchen at the time was Austin so I didn't know if he got some too.

I immediately grabbed the bottle of hydrogen peroxide and dosed both dogs to induce vomiting. Then I phoned the emergency vet on call. She asked if I had any activated charcoal. I had attended a pet first aid course in 1995 so I dug out the first aid kit that I had purchased at the time and sure enough, there was charcoal. Following her directions, I made a charcoal slurry and forced it down both dogs' throats. What a mess! But worth it. I went to the vet clinic today for Vitamin K treatment to administer to the dogs for the next three weeks. It seems we are out of the woods, thank goodness!

If you are a dog owner I would strongly advise you to have hydrogen peroxide and charcoal on hand. I'm sure that being able to quickly use both products made the difference in this situation.

Thanks for the support!

Wow!! Thanks for all the comments and emails about my sock woes! They don't seem quite so tragic in the light of day today. I've decided to dye another skein to knit a mate for the sock that didn't shrink. If it's not a perfect match that's okay. As for having to knit another great big sock again, I keep telling myself that I LIKE knitting. All will be fine.

Several folks suggested that I knit another sock to match the felted one for a second pair. The felted sock is pretty pathetic and would need some work to fit anyone's foot. A couple of people suggested other uses for it and I will mull over my options when I hate that sock a little less intensely. Making it into a case for something sounds like a good idea. Dan got a new iPod for Christmas and I'm sure it could use a case.

Again, thanks everybody!

P.S. April Dawn kindly sent along a kid-bit. Check out her comment on this post.

that's it, I'm packing it in!

Witness. Dan's socks. Dan's humongous socks. Custom fit to a tee. They were supposed to be a Christmas gift. They were finished on New Year's Day. Notice the color difference. Should have been a clue. Apparently I'm not a very good detective. I blithely thought that I had not mixed up the dyes in the dyepot very well. Didn't matter. Dan wanted them for warm winter house socks.
They are warm.
They were beautiful.
They were superwash merino.

NOT!!!!
One skein was superwash merino.
The other, not so much.
Note: Knit Picks DK Merino felts beautifully in my front-load Maytag washer.
It's enough to make a Knitter cry. I am so disgusted at myself! How could I have screwed this up so royally?! You can bet I'll be checking the ball bands very, very, very carefully from now on before the wool gets dyed.
I am a lady but the words in my head just now would be very censored. OH CRAP!!! I don't even want to knit anymore. But I will.
(See the look in Bentley's eye in the first photo - even he knew!)

On to cheerier things....

My good friend Rhonda the Knitter gifted this little Narcissus plant to me on New Year's Eve. It bloomed today, sweet thing, a lovely New Year omen!

Freakin' socks.

internet woes

Happy New Year!

I'm still here but my internet access has been hit-and-miss since Christmas. Actually, it's been more miss than hit. When I do get internet connection, it's slow, slow, slow. Email is still coming through, thankfully. You would think that I would have a lot more time to do other things but I still sit at the computer and optimistically wait for pages to download although they time out more often than not. Apparently I am pitifully addicted to the internet. I sort of remind myself of the derelict nicotine addicts who light up old cigarette butts that have been left by others. Grasping at straws, so to speak.

Anyway, I have a service technician coming on Thursday so will do a much more interesting blog post as soon as possible.

a new kid-bit already!

Thanks to Susanne, a new kid-bit:

Oh I have a "kid-bit" for you! My youngest DD is due in February and my oldest DD has been trying to explain to her 3 yr old (CM)that Auntie T. is having a baby. He doesn't seem to get it. The other day they were together at the pregnant one's home CM picked something up off a table and his cousin said "no don't that is for the baby". CM said "you don't have a baby here". His Mom overheard this exchange and said, "yes remember CM I told you that Auntie T is having a baby?". Then T piped up and rubbed her tummy saying.."see Auntie T has a baby in her tummy"...CM ..huge gasp..."YOU ATE a BABY?????". The girls collapsed and ran to respective bathrooms to recover..
Have a good rest and know that I will certainly provide you with "kid-bits" on occasion. With 8 grands I have lots!!!

a break

Well, with some mixed feelings on my part, my teaching career for this school year is over. The combination of my various health woes has been kicking my butt. The fatigue and pain have dictated that teaching is too difficult at this point. I will be on medical leave until the end of June. I will truly miss the children and the other staff members but I am relieved to have time to rest. Hopefully, the leave will allow me to get rested up so that I can resume living with some energy again.

Of course, being away from the kids will cut off my source for the kid-bits. I'd sure love to hear any that you can send my way.

I'm hoping that more time on my hands will translate into more fiber time. I have so many things that I want to do with my spinning, dyeing, and knitting!

Here's hoping that you all have a very Merry Christmas! Be safe and warm!

work it baby

Bentley received an early Christmas present from his breeder Daphne today so he and I attempted a photo shoot to show you. It's a beautiful coat with reflective trim and his own monogrammed initial!

At first, he wasn't too thrilled about wearing the new threads...

When rolling and turning around didn't dislodge it, he started to be resigned to his fate...

And finally, after a lot of dud shots, here is B and his new coat in a classic profile pose.

and another kid-bit...

This one comes courtesy of my sister and her two kids, ages 7 and 8.

Lately the kids have been rather fascinated with bad words. I regularly hear that "I know what the A word is." This morning they were doing it again trying to impress each other with knowing more than the other. Katie said that she knew what the F word was... fro up.

another little k-b

One of my colleagues, who teaches grade 2, shared this kid-bit with me yesterday. Her class was painting Christmas crafts when one of her boys came to her to complain that a girl had painted on his paint shirt. The teacher assumed that the girl had swiped her paintbrush on his shirt but discovered that she had done more than that. She had painted, "(boy's name) is a dork" on it but had misspelled dork as "dok". The teacher talked to the girl explaining that there was a problem in that she had ruined the other student's shirt and she had no money to buy him a new one so how was she going to solve the problem? The girl decided that she would trade paint shirts with the boy so that he would have her clean one. Good solution except that now the perpetrator is wearing the paint shirt that says "(boy's name) is a dok" every time they're painting. Both of the kids seem quite satisfied with the arrangement but it's going to be very hard for the teachers to keep a straight face when we see them.

a little kid-bit

I started reading "chapter books" to my grade ones in story time a few weeks ago. Up until then I had read them picture books. Chapter books, where you have to imagine most of the pictures, are a big deal to these six year olds, almost a graduation of sorts. Since then I have seen several of them toting around junior novels (Junie B. Jones series, etc.) that they had persuaded mom and dad to buy for them at the school book fair at the end of November. Most kids can't read them yet but carry them around, almost like status symbols, until evening when the folks at home read a chapter to them.

Yesterday I noticed a John Grisham novel on the desk of one of my sweetest little girls. When I asked her why she had it she replied, "I'm reading it."

pa thrum-pum-pum pum...

With the cold, cold weather here, I decided to knit some thrummed mittens for myself. I bought the Noro wool because it matches my coat and I was going to use strips of roving from my stash for the thrums. I happened to be shopping at Zeller's one day and spied this Bernat felting wool that matches the Noro pretty well so I bought it to use instead of the roving.

I had never knit thrums before so I bought this Briggs and Little pattern leaflet to learn how.

I couldn't figure out how to do it from these directions at all. It said something about passing the thrum over the stitch but it wasn't working for me. I was about to chuck the whole notion when I did an internet search and found Yarn Harlot's blog about thrums. Turns out it's really easy! You just knit the stitch and the thrum together and then knit them through the back loop on the next round. My advice if you're trying to learn to knit thrums: skip the Briggs and Little pattern. It's very confusing.

Now that I have it all figured out, I'm not sure I'll be able to finish this project. My wrists are sore. Whenever I try to knit some bulky yarn I end up with this problem. The Noro yarn on its own isn't a problem but adding the thrums is just too difficult for my hands. I ran into the same problem last winter when I started knitting warm things. Maybe if I just do a few rows at a time I can eventually finish the mitts. I'm sure that I would appreciate their warmth.

A kid-bit for you:
The morning teacher in my classroom teaches the language arts. They have been learning the letter sounds and listing words that begin with the letter of the day. Last week one of the kids excitedly told me that they were learning f words that day. There was a slight pause and another kid chimed in, "not the bad words though".

Brrr!

This is what greeted us yesterday morning. It wasn't the first snow of the season but it certainly was the coldest temperature we've had so far. Last night the temp dipped to -26 degrees C with a wind chill of -35C (that's about -31 F for you American folks). That's January cold!

These pics were taken from the relative shelter of the sun room.

Here is what's done on the first of Dan's socks. The yarn is my own hand-dyed Knit Picks sport weight done Queen Kahuna style. It's not my favorite method of sock knitting but it can't be beat for customized fit. It's hard to tell in the pics but it's knit in a K3, P1 ribbing.

A close-up of the slipped stitch heel and heel flap.

The sock blocker is way too small for these socks so here is the ribbing stretched a bit on my hand so that you can see it. The color got washed out in this photo. It's really closer to the color in the other pics. That's Robbie being nosy and a pest in the background. He's not getting as much exercise as usual because it's too freaking cold to be outside long enough so he's looking for excitement.

The sole of the sock. Dan has very rectangular feet compared to mine.
Meanwhile, this is how the Zivec dogs pass the time on a cold day.Harrison is just coming from the living room window where he keeps watch on the world.

Bentley taking a break from destroying the corded edging on the dog bed. We have resorted to belly banding him as he is not an easy dog to housetrain. Apparently it's a Dachshund thing. They're too busy sniffing while outside and forget to do their business. We started belly banding Pocus too and found out that he's been merrily spritzing everywhere for most of his life. We hardly ever catch him at it and it's purely territory-marking behavior. I've never had Shelties that weren't reliably housetrained once they're mature enough. Different kind of dogs completely. If you are interested, I ordered the belly bands from this Etsy site and they are beautifully custom-made and reasonably priced.

Austin just hanging out.

Robbie. Could this dog look any more energetic?

And Pocus, probably choosing his actions better than any of us, curled up in a warm sleepy ball on the couch.

I'm still here

My apologies for the scant postings lately. Things have been overwhelmingly busy at work and I have been struggling to work through the TMJ and fibromyalgia pain.

There isn't much to post about knitting or anything else fiber-y. After making most of one foot for Dan's "surprise" socks, I started having my doubts about the fit. I decided that it would be more important to knit socks that fit him than to keep them a surprise. Good thing. He didn't like the fit so they were frogged and restarted. I have the new foot finished and am working on the cuff now. He has big feet! His foot shape is the opposite of mine - wide, wide, wide right to the tip of his toes. I have narrow feet and pointy toes so making socks for him is forcing me to try new fitting tactics. Now that all of the tricky stuff is done, all that is left is boring long cuffs. I'll post a picture as soon as I have the energy to take out the camera.

Bentley has officially left puppyhood behind as he turned one year old. The weekend before the puppies' birthday, his sister Chloe won Best of Breed and a Group 2 in another Specialty! What a way to finish her puppy career!

Are you ready yet?

Maybe this will help.
http://mysite.verizon.net/vze201j5/countdown.htm

seriously?

How funny is this?! I saw this link to get your blog's reading level assessed and this is mine. Can someone please tell me what I have written that would require college level reading ability?

a terrible blow

My regular blog readers will remember that I bought some lovely alpaca/merino wool from Victoria of Victoria's Fibre. I just learned that Victoria's home in Manitoba has been destroyed in a fire. Thankfully there was no one home at the time and even the cats were outside so nobody was hurt. However, Victoria lost about 1500 lbs. of fiber that wasn't insured so she will be starting over with her business.

Because she was going to a craft show the next day, Victoria had some of her yarn in the trunk of her car so some of her wool was saved. If you are in the market to buy some wool please consider her yarn. It is really beautiful! Her contact information is on the website. You can see here and here some of what I bought and dyed. It's worsted weight 2-ply 70% alpaca/30% merino that was mule spun for softness. I'll be ordering more for myself because it's wonderful stuff and because Victoria could really use some help from the fiber community at this time.

I wonder how many of us have insurance on our yarn and fiber stashes. It's got me thinking that I'd better check my coverage. It might be a good time to assess what else we have that might need to be insured like my husband's DVD library. I buy wool, he buys movies.

Yay for blog comments!

lovs2knit and monica aka gloria patre left comments about my poor frogged denim sock suggesting I dye a similar skein to knit with the original wool. That, of course, was a brilliant suggestion! I'm not sure why I hadn't thought of it myself but I am thankful that someone else was doing the thinking for me. The new skein is on the left of the picture and the original skein is on the right. I don't like it quite as well as the first sock but it's still lovely and will match my jeans.

I've been doing some Christmas knitting that I won't post just yet. Dan mentioned that he would like warm house socks so I took his measurements and then told him that it would be way too much work to knit big socks for him just to wear around the house. Now I can knit them to spec and still have them be a surprise as long as he doesn't read my blog which I'm pretty sure he doesn't. Just to be on the safe side I won't post a progress pic that might catch his eye.

kid bit

This from the out-of-the-mouths-of-babes department:

Today as I sat my grade ones on the mat in front of me for story time one little guy told me that my hair "looks better". When I asked him better than what, he replied, "There's more white in it."

Oh, crap!

This is the hand-dyed denim yarn that I kept for myself from the last batch of dyeing. I adore this yarn - the color, it's softness, the heathered look as it's knit up. I am knitting it double-stranded to make a nice warm winter sock. It is fitting really well.

The problem? I am going to run out of yarn before finishing the pair. I knew that it was a possibility when I started. I had just one skein of a little more than 100 g, about 440 yards. I should have dyed two of them the same when I did this one but it didn't occur to me that I was going to knit it double-stranded. I didn't keep track of the color combos that I mixed to create it so making another the same is not going to happen. I naively thought that if it looked like I would be a bit short, I would finish the toes in a different color.

I just weighed the yarn that is still unknit and I have 60 g. No way is 10 g going to get me even close to the toe of this first sock of the pair. Because I love this yarn intensely, I don't want to have half of each sock a different color. I want the world to see my beautiful yarn as my toes peek out of my Birks. So... frog, frog, frog. Sob!

I've been dyeing again

Here are the latest dyeing results. The first two are available in my Etsy shop.

This is Denim, a fingering weight merino. Plenty of yarn for socks.

This is Mountain Spruce, a worsted weight alpaca/merino blend. The yarn was mule spun in Alberta and I bought it from Victoria's Fibre in Manitoba. Victoria is great to deal with! It's really yummy yarn and the colors turned out very pretty. There are two of these skeins for sale.

I'm keeping this one for myself. Shades of my favorite blues, the color of old jeans, it's also fingering weight merino.