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Yarn Along and Stuff

First things first. Yarn and knitting and reading. I finished Anna's little mouse. I think she turned out cute, but there were a few learning moments I thought I would pass along.

1. Not all worsted yarn is the same. Anna liked this skein of yarn I scored for free from Knit Picks. It is a pretty color, but it is acrylic. It is much, much thicker than the Knit Picks washable wool worsted yarn I used for the dress. I would have changed yarns, except that Anna asked me to use it.

2. Working with thick yarn on tiny needles may cause the needle to snap.

3. In the end, if the recipient is happy, that is all that really matters. And she is.

Waiting for her dress to be made.

Taking a peek outside. It looks much warmer indoors!


Ahh, that's more like it. A dress!

All dressed up with a little sparkly touch for when you need to feel special!

I thought I'd share my little knitting spot. My ipad has my patterns on it, the coffee is very essential, and I love having a cozy spot to sit and knit. See that yarn that the mouse is sitting upon? It will hopefully be a hat in a couple of days. The first attempt would have fit Therese, though I was knitting an adult size pattern! It was so pretty, but I ripped it out and am trying again.


I have been reading The Extraordinary Education of Nicholas Benedict by Trenton Lee Stewart to the kids at bedtime. We have been listening to Johnny Tremain on Audible.

Now, for the "stuff" part of the post. I have been experiencing the winter blues quite overwhelmingly lately. I am lost. I thought you might like an illustration of just how I feel. I saw this poor guy on the table yesterday and knew just how he felt.


I may not be a doctor, but I know stressed out when I see it! This is my face most of the time, or at least the face I want to make. And the legs? Yep, I feel like I have lost my footing. I can't seem to get it together.

I could use a prayer or two if you have a moment! Spring needs to hurry up and get here already. In the meantime, I will try to soldier on, and remember to ask God for those daily graces to make it through this awful thing called February.

Joining Ginny, as usual.

Comments

  1. Your mouse is adorable!! Winter is a super yucky time, seems like a lot of us have commented on that in this yarn along. Hang in there, some of the girls saw bulbs coming up in their garden. Hard to believe. Isn't February the shortest month. I hope so!!

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    1. I think it is a very good thing that February is the shortest month!

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  2. I love your mouse and everything about her. Those big feet are sooo cute and the dress is just precious! And I think Anna picked the right yarn as it looks so soft and fluffy!
    I'm sorry you are feeling so down and lost. I send some good thoughts your way and hope you will feel better very soon. The light is already coming back - slowly.

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    1. I really enjoy making the little mice and bunnies and elephants! They are so sweet.

      Thank you for wishing me well. If the sun would just shine on Germany for even a few minutes, I think I could possibly make it until spring!

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  3. Your little mouse is as cute as a button. Cuter even!

    If I lived where you live, I would like to get out and see the sights, too. As it is, I go to daily Mass about once a week, Sunday Mass, dance one evening and one afternoon, and that's as much as I care to get out. But if I had little ones, I guess I wouldn't want to be cooped up either. Wishing you some sunshine. We had some today but it was the fooler kind -- 18 degrees and blue skies!

    Sending some prayers your way.

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  4. The little mouse is so adorable! I love it! My Birthday is in February so I have never hated it as much as everyone else seems to.

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  5. Praying for you, my friend. Hang in there - the sun will come again!

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  6. Gosh, this is the 2nd post I've seen on terrible February....so sorry and yes, extra prayers.

    Tom just told me that February is also the worst month for him. for me it's probably January and March....I hate March. I always want spring and it never comes in March...

    I have to say that mouse is just about the cutest thing I've ever seen!!

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