Fabu Friday Fun!
No real knitting progress last night -- just a desultory sleeve cast-on for Inishmore, in Lion Brand Fisherman's Wool. So let's have some Friday Fun!



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Geez, it's tough balancing my feminine and masculine sides!

The Mrs. has been complaining about how rough my feet are in bed. Maybe this'll help?

The Softer Side of Sears

Uh, honey? I found this in your nightstand? Is this something we need to talk about?

Everything But The Kitchen Sink
Leisure Arts publications takes the "all things for all people" approach to crafting. If a craft topic has even a whiff of popularity, you can bet Leisure Arts will publish a leaflet on it. For some reason unfathomable to me, knitted dishclothes are all the rage and have a hardcore group of supporters. Can't figure out how to knit an 8" cotton square all by yourself? Bingo! Leisure Arts to the rescue:



Do you get motion sickness with traditional knitting? Ditch the Dramamine! Leisure Arts has this gem for you:




Swimming in an Oatmeal Sea
When I ended my 15-year knitting hiatus, I needed some cheap 'n chic yarn to become reaquainted with gauge. Trusty Michael's always carries Wool-Ease (or Wool-Sleaze, as some fiber snobs call it). The Oatmeal color rarely varies from one dye lot to another, and the color is nice and, well, oat-ey. So I kinda glommed onto it for several projects:




Sweater from Hell, aka Aran Cardie



Andre (the human)'s Sweater and Zoe (the Dog)'s sweaters



Aran-Go-Round Sweater

... and I probably have enough left for at least a child's cardie, too. I promise to Stop the Insanity after the AGR Sweater and never knit with anything less than Manos de Uraguay or Colinette. Yeah, right -- if I win the California Lottery, that is. Actually, I'm pretty democratic when it comes to yarn. If I like the way it looks and feels, I use it, even if it's not (gasp!) all natural fiber. By necessity, I have to be somewhat budget-conscious when it comes to buying yarn. After all, RockStar needs to be kept in CDs and Gibson Zinger guitar strings and I am nothing if not a self-sacrificing mother (hand on breast, eyes cast towards the heavens).

Happy Friday, everyone.