Dobby spent last week in London with some of her classmates and two of her teachers. She says she had a great time and saw lots of things – and even more important, she missed my cooking! ;o) When I said in my last post that she ‘survived’ Fish & Chips I meant it. She h-a-t-e-s fish. Loves fries with vinegar, but the fish she can live without. However, the teachers picked the right night to feed the kids the fish – it was the first night they got there and they hadn’t eaten anything in (like) forever so they were STARVING. She says she ate the whole thing. ;o)

She took over 300 pictures – I’m going to share 15 of them with you. Just click on the picture below and you’ll be taken to the album.

Look Kids!

Let me know which ones are your favorites! If anyone is interested in reading about what the group did while they were there, the trip diary can be found here.

She’s Lucky She’s Cute…

…and no, I’m not talking about Dobby. Let me start from the beginning. Last week, this is where I was on the CPH:


Please note in the back of the photo that the working yarn is tucked nicely into a plastic bag. At that time, Jazz still had her elizabethan collar on from getting spayed (no, I didn’t take a picture. I know, shameful lapse on my part – but she was just too pitiful and I just couldn’t exploit it. I know, I suck, I’m sorry. ;o) ). She couldn’t chew on anything because she couldn’t reach it to get purchase. (Smart doggie figured out that if she tucked her chew bone between the couch cushions she could chew away. My couch will never be the same) She had the collar taken off on Friday and has been bouncing off the walls since. I worked on the back portion all week and managed to reach the arm decreases Sunday night while watching Northanger Abbey. At this point, I was at a new ball of yarn. I didn’t tuck it into the plastic bag since I thought it would be safe in my knitting basket. Monday, RR and I had a few errands to run so we left the dogs (and my knitting) in Dobby’s capable hands. When we got home I was greeted with this sight:


The note says, “Jazz got into your yarn while I was in the shower – I left it here because I didn’t know what to do!” (smart kid, eh?) Thank God she only chewed the yarn ball (apparently they have good ‘mouth feel’ – this isn’t the first time she’s done this) and left the knitting alone. It probably saved her life:

CPH 2 - One Week Later

I’ve been carefully pulling lengths from the mess to knit and it’s working so far. What have I done to correct this ‘mouth feel’ issue? Well, since I found a somewhat molested hank of BFL on the couch last night, I guess the baby gate will be a permanent fixture on the door to the fiber room. *sigh* In other fiberey news, I’ve finished the ‘Grinchy’ yarn that I showed you last week:

'Grinchy '

4oz of BFL from Spunky Eclectic = 275 yds of sport-ish weight 3ply

Yes, the green is as electric as it looks – kind of retina-burning in fact – but it works well with the pink.

…and in even MORE fibery news, I used one skein of the Shibui Sock in ‘Honey’ to create a pair of socks on the CSM for my Aunt:

Shibui CSM Socks

Nice and simple. She says wool makes her itch but I refuse to believe it until she’s tried these. She’s never had hand-knit socks (or cranked socks) before and as far as I’m concerned, there is nothing like merino on your feet (unless it’s cashmere – or silk). ;o)

MORE big news…

Dobby has passed another milestone in the sea of teenage angst she is forced to endure until magically, when she turns 18 this fall, she becomes a rational, calm, reasonable adult.

Oh be quiet, I can dream, can’t I? ;o)

Anywho, the milestone:

No more braces!