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I will openly admit that I never only on occasion swatch before I knit something. But then again I’ve been doing a lot of shawls and scarves lately so it’s not exactly critical for fit since there really isn’t a fit to consider. Unless of course you consider that one particular hat with all the lacey bit that’s just a wee too big. Nah that never happens, hmm…

So this, my dear readers, is one of the few times when I clearly understand that a swatch is necessary (yes, yes, I know). You know why? No? I’ll tell you.

I am about to begin knitting a real garment. Yup, you heard me, a real honest to goodness garment. So considering I will be using fingering weight yarn I figure the annoyance of having to do a swatch far outweighs the time it will take to complete enough of said garment before I realize it’s too big or too small.

This isn’t the first swatch I’ve done mind you it’s just that without having to worry much about the size of the knitted object I’ve gotten lazy.

My deepest apologies to Clara Parkes for maligning the poor unappreciated swatch. Truly I mean it no disrespect. Sacrilege, bad knitter, I know.

So, what am I knitting? “The Morro Tank” by Grace Akhrem. It was published in “Knitscene Summer 2014” and yes I know it’s mid-August and yes I know I’m not the fastest knitter in town and yes I would like to wear it before the first snow so I am really hoping I have gauge. (I had a little distraction working on a baby gift, shhh) Crossing all the things!

I am using Madeline Tosh Merino Light in the Leaf and Thoreau colorways, respectively.

MadToshMerinoLite

I purchased the yarn and these awesome buttons from The Knitted Purl in Oyster Bay, New York. A wee bit of a hike for me but such nice people!!!

Buttons-Vertical

Oh hey, check out all of the yarn bombing around town.

Gazebo-YarnBomb    ThreeTrees-YarnBomb

Anyway, I’ll measure it up when it’s dry and let ya know if I’m on gauge or I need to work on swatch number two.

To be continued…

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So I decided to embark on a rather daunting task this weekend: photograph and log my stash on Ravelry. Yup, you heard me correctly.

Malabrigo-Lace-500I must be a lunatic, completely crazed or just plain bored.

No actually this is something I’ve wanted to do for quite a while and to tell you the truth, I kinda enjoy this sort of nerdiness. What can I tell you, I like cataloging and organizing things. The only piece that’s bothering me is I can’t remember where I bought every skein of yarn. I know right? What’s wrong with me?! Hmm, I suppose I could go back through my receipts and figure it out. Yea, it’s definitely a sickness.ClassicElite-Ava-500

The only thing I do recall is what I bought at Rhinebeck, cuz you know. Pretty much everything else was purchased online with a smattering purchased locally. Those are usually straight to the needles purchases anyway.

As I do typically, I’m approaching this in a very systematic way: pick a storage location, select a shelf/drawer/box and have at it.

I photographed, edited and posted 14 items over the weekend. Not a lot but hey these things take time. I was surprised to discover that several years ago I had actually logged some of my yarn. MadTosh-MerinoLite-500Who knew? Clearly not yours truly.

I’ve got lots more to go but that’s okay, a little at a time; I’m determined to get this done. So, want to see? Check out my stash page on Ravelry and who knows, I may put some up for sale or trade. Ya never know. 😉

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Funny how things work out, isn’t it? We had no intention of bringing a new basset hound into our lives so soon after losing Dassi. We were content with smothering Irene with lots of love. Yet here we are with a sweet new member of the family: meet 21-month old Kyra!

Kyra Looking Up

A simple call to the breeder to let him know what happened to Dassi and to ask him to put us on a waiting list for a slightly older puppy (8-10 months or so) turned into a rescue/adoption of sorts.

As you can see Kyra has a weight issue. The breeder had originally chosen her, the pick of the litter, to keep for breeding. She however had other ideas: Not. Gonna. Happen…twice. She just wasn’t interested, go figure. So he had her spayed and was going to put her up on his site but then he had a medical emergency of his own which put him out of commission for quite some time. Thankfully he’s doing well. Whether it’s an overeating or thyroid issue is yet to be determined but upon his return Kyra was overweight.

Kyra Hound

I was, at first, a bit annoyed that I was being shown pictures of a dog so soon but then I took one look at her face and it was all over. I cried.

Kyra Girl

Call it fate, say it was meant to be, whatever you want. There was no way we could turn her down. Maybe it was the idea that she needed to be saved, I don’t know but I think my husband and I need this as much as Kyra does. Besides, she’s a red and white like Dassi, her features and body shape (so far as we can tell) are much like Irene’s and her birthday is the same as the first Basset Hound we had, Betsy.

A trifecta!

Sleepy Kyra

I woke up at 3am last Saturday (April 6th); desperate attempts to get two more hours of sleep were miserably thwarted. I lie awake thinking. In truth, this was both a happy day and a sad moment for me. I tried to quell the tears, getting out of bed to hide them from my husband. When I returned he pulled me close, held me tight and said “I miss her too”. More waterworks.

We drove from Long Island out to Centre Hall, PA, checked into the same dog friendly motel we’ve used on each trip, then went up to the breeder a few miles away to pick up Kyra. She’s even more beautiful in person.

Kyra Girl

Although our intent was to spend the night and leave the following day, we realized Kyra’s restlessness would not allow us to get a good night’s sleep. We packed up the van, strapped the dogs into their seats and off we went, caffeine and bad food in tow; we got back home around 11pm that night.

We are on a mission to get Kyra healthy. She’s much too heavy to carry up the stairs and she can’t manage them herself, so for now she and Irene are sleeping downstairs, bonding.

Couch Potatoes

Bonding

I am going to chronicle Kyra’s weight loss progress on my blog approximately once a month, or when we can get her to the vet for a “weigh-in”. With that said, her starting weight is 83.7 pounds, yikes! We figure she should be around the same weight as Irene (or maybe a wee bit bigger) about 55 pounds.

Update: After one week of finicky eating, she’s lost 2.7 pounds!

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Under Chair

Dassi got thru the surgery like a trooper. I stayed home with her for two days because she needed to be watched. The pain meds make her loopy and wobbly. At least she timed it well, the second day we had a blizzard!

But she has not been without several ups and downs. You’ve been keeping us on our toes ever since we first brought you home.

ComingHome

We cam home from work on the following Monday to find blood on her neck. Somehow this resourceful houndie contorted her body so she could get her little tree trunk hind leg into the e-collar and scratch at the itchy incision site.
Dassi-eCollar

We cleaned her up, put on an antibiotic and I cut up an old t-shirt to make bandages. We wrapped her neck and used a different kind of collar called “Bite-Not” that looks something like a human neck brace. I’m not sure which collar she disliked more…I’d say it was a tie.

Dassi was so happy when she had the staples removed and didn’t have to wear that stupid collar anymore. She seemed to be back to herself.

Ah but that wasn’t all. About a week later she began to mope, she felt warm, she was running a fever. She became listless so we rushed her to the emergency room early in the morning and there she stayed overnight. She apparently had an infection, probably from opening the wound.

They took very good care of her and when we picked her up the next day we learned that she’d won the hearts of everyone there. I’ll bet she batted those beautiful irresistible brown eyes of hers at everyone who came to care for her.

She came home with more meds and edema in her neck. We put warm compresses on the swelling throughout the day and it started to subside. Dassi looked like Dassi again.

She saw the doctor that weekend and we got a good report, whew. But then about a week later she’s in distress again. Breathing heavy, not wanting to eat…not again.

Although neither of us said it then, both my husband and I did the same thing, we assumed the worst. Off to the doctor again. He believes she’s having gastric problems from the meds and put her on Pepcid AC. Who knew?

This last episode was today.

You can imagine as a result I’ve been a wee bit preoccupied lately so my apologies for having gone missing. I’m hoping Dassi will get settled and our lives will follow. Thanks to all who’ve been asking about her, I can’t tell you how much your kind words and concern have meant to me. ((HUGS))

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Some additional photos from our Christmas Day lunch spot. Sandy did quite a bit of erosion damage…

Erosion

…and took out the steps down to the beach, such that it is.
Missing Steps - Old Dock

A view across the Nissequogue River at Short Beach:
View of Short Beach

And a view from Short Beach at Old Dock:
Across the Way

It’s still a beautiful, peaceful spot.

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You know, I really should learn to listen to my instincts.

I tend to be a tight-ish knitter so whenever I start a new pattern I always always do a swatch, (um that is when I do a swatch, yes I know), starting with one needle size larger than what is called for.

Granted I’m not doing sweaters, which I suppose under the circumstances is a good thing, but still for hats it’s kinda important you know.

And yet I still have not learned. And this time I REALLY should have been paying attention because the designer said “it has quite a bit of stretch”. So I REALLY should have done a swatch. Sigh.

Almost A Hat

Truth be told, when I do knit up a swatch it’s usually for something knit flat, not for something in the round. I don’t quite get how to do that.

Anyway, I tried on the hat just before I was ready to do the decreases and it seemed to fit. But something was gnawing at me saying you know, it fits but is it snug enough for a hat…with lace?

Sigh. No, not really.

So here’s my hat:

Unraveled Hat

Guess I’ll be going two needle sizes larger.

NOTE: I still don’t have power, thanks Sandy. I set this post up real quick over lunch at work. Hope it looks okay. I’ve yet to reknit cuz without lights it’s kinda hard.

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Ribbed Sock Beginnings

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