<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344</id><updated>2009-11-18T17:16:49.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The (Mostly) Fibery Adventures of Old Bean</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-2628457165408783433</id><published>2009-11-18T08:18:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:54:38.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SwQFNtrmxhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XOTpdAvnmmI/s1600/DSCN45442528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SwQFNtrmxhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XOTpdAvnmmI/s320/DSCN45442528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405451185910367762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's my laughing birthday girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I realize it's been a while since I wrote; things have actually been going on, but I got behind and then intimidated by the catching up and, well, you can see where that's gotten me... nowhere.  To rectify, we'll have bullets and pictures of Margaret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Margaret had her second birthday on Sunday!  Can you believe my little Lima Bean is 2?  I can't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Margaret 2 y.o. stats: 60th percentile weight, 92nd percentile height at 35.75"  Loves her bears, music, trains, cars, dinosaurs, books, Nemo, climbing, jumping and pushing things.  Doesn't really care about dolls.  Really, actually loves most things, just doesn't care about dolls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm taking a jewelry/silversmithing class at &lt;a href="http://www.finelineca.org/classes/mgjewelry.html"&gt;Fine Line Creative Arts Center&lt;/a&gt;.  I haven't done this for years and I am loving every minute.  Pictures of projects will come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've gotten my neighbor/friend Sally sucked into knitting.  She knit in the past, but now she is becoming A Knitter.  Fun stuff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So close to being done with my dad's birthday sweater.  Working on the sleeves.  Past my elbow now.  Granted, his arms are longer, but not much.  I WILL get this done and mailed by Christmas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I'm just going to end this with some Margaret pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SwQI3YiCXnI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gPuyuEgo1lE/s1600/DSCN45342520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SwQI3YiCXnI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gPuyuEgo1lE/s200/DSCN45342520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405455200322477682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What can I say, she likes her animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SwQJGEeTUUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/23cj4bd2UoA/s1600/DSCN45372523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SwQJGEeTUUI/AAAAAAAAAPk/23cj4bd2UoA/s200/DSCN45372523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405455452636139842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday girl in a dress my mom made for her.  She really liked wearing it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SwQJanYWZlI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6hbZcSAYZ3U/s1600/DSCN45562534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SwQJanYWZlI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6hbZcSAYZ3U/s200/DSCN45562534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405455805603800658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The artist at work.  She told me she was painting snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SwQJwZXtvtI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TPlC1P0VMuk/s1600/DSCN44992485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SwQJwZXtvtI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TPlC1P0VMuk/s200/DSCN44992485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405456179800162002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was a monkey for Halloween.  An adorable monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the socks have been put on the back burner while I'm working on my dad's sweater... and another something that is a surprise.  But they'll be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-2628457165408783433?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2628457165408783433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=2628457165408783433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/2628457165408783433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/2628457165408783433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-time-coming.html' title='Long time coming'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SwQFNtrmxhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XOTpdAvnmmI/s72-c/DSCN45442528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-5854960642313411289</id><published>2009-09-01T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:13:49.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Socks?!?</title><content type='html'>If you can believe it (and if you've talked to me about this, you might not be able to believe it) I think I might not hate knitting socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd give you a bit to let that sink in, because, well, it's a doozy, I know.  I have owed a good friend of mine something knitted for quite a while.  First it was going to be mittens, but then, because she has foot issues, we decided socks would be good.  When I last saw her, I even had her pick yarn out of my stash from which to make said socks.  And I started them.  And, I did not enjoy them, because ... socks.  When I finish one, I just have to make another.  Phooey, I say.  So, the socks went into the netherworld of my stash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just pause here to say that if any of this doesn't make much sense it's only because I've gotten two really bad nights of little sleep and I am so tired I can hardly see straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few night ago, th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sp11nb69uLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/JGgjCeAKeik/s1600-h/DSCN43972391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sp11nb69uLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/JGgjCeAKeik/s200/DSCN43972391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376582850520660146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ough, I decided I wanted to get the socks off my conscience and give my friend something to keep her tootsies warm.  Since I was using sport weight yarn, I took out what I had made on size 1 needles and went to size 2.5 (3mm).  It went so much quicker.  And not only did the knitting go quicker, but it was more fun, too.  I have finished the foot of one sock, put it on hold, and have started the second sock.  I'm making them toe-up using one of &lt;a href="http://www.catbordhi.com/"&gt;Cat Bordhi's&lt;/a&gt; master constructions and it's fun!  No one could be more surprised than I am that I am making socks, enjoying them, and even planning a pair for myself!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sp10sVmKnUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/P198EHVVqfM/s1600-h/DSCN43952389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sp10sVmKnUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/P198EHVVqfM/s320/DSCN43952389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376581835210530114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I'm torn between using another Bordhi "pattern" or using the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Knit-One-Below-Stitch-Fabrics/dp/1933064137"&gt;Knit One Below&lt;/a&gt; technique.  No matter which, I'm using &lt;a href="http://www.artfire.com/users/cablefreak"&gt;Little Freak Yarn&lt;/a&gt;!  After that, who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping last Thursday to get a few fall wardrobe staples, like pants that aren't highwaters.  Got her these frog boots because she loves puddles.  Here she is on the right testing them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-5854960642313411289?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5854960642313411289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=5854960642313411289&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5854960642313411289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5854960642313411289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/09/socks.html' title='Socks?!?'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sp11nb69uLI/AAAAAAAAAPM/JGgjCeAKeik/s72-c/DSCN43972391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-7210341338966605207</id><published>2009-08-28T11:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:19:07.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to do with knitting</title><content type='html'>As I have mentioned on Facebook, Margaret and I are both sick, she with a minor sinus infection, me with bronchitis bordering on pneumonia.  Needless to say, we aren't doing much this week (don't worry, we're both on antibiotics), although I am actually working on a pair of socks.  A note: if you don't want to read about potty training, stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she wanted to go outside today, so we walked around a bit (slowly) then, I had to run an errand, so we took off.  At one point during the ride I got a whiff of something and asked her if she had pooed and she just laughed.  So, when we got home, I changed her diaper... just pee.  Anyway, after I changed it, she started saying, "Pobby, pobby, I wan' pobby."  Took me a second to realize what she was asking for, but when she went to the bathroom door and said it again, I realized she wanted to go potty.  I said no, I had just changed her diaper, and she flipped out.  Then, I thought, "Well, that's silly, if she wants to go, why am I stopping her, it's not like we're busy," so, we went into the bathroom, took off her diaper and pants and she sat down on her potty.  SHE PEED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so that's really all, I was just really impressed that she new she needed to go, asked, and then, even held it when I stupidly said no.  I guess I need to maybe try that whole potty training thing again.  Did I mention I was proud? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-7210341338966605207?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/7210341338966605207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=7210341338966605207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/7210341338966605207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/7210341338966605207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-to-do-with-knitting.html' title='Nothing to do with knitting'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-5228165407503976316</id><published>2009-08-20T08:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T08:26:48.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Margaret tells me a joke</title><content type='html'>This story requires a little set up.  First, and most important, Margaret knows where hair grows and if you ask her will point to her head (or even lift up some hair) and say, "Hair," or her approximation of the word.  Second:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mSugC2se3tQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mSugC2se3tQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other day, Margaret and I were sitting on the couch in the evening (rather, I was sitting, she was running, jumping and climbing on it) and she came over to me, pulled up a few pieces of my hair on each side of my head and said (rather clearly), "Paghetti."  I about had a coronary laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went to the Brookfield Zoo.  We got there for opening, but only stayed a couple hours.  It was warm, Margaret started getting tired, and the stroller was a pain (can't take it into lots of the buildings and it's too low for her to see a bunch).  But, I saw a couple there who had the hiking type child carriers with built in frames that looked like a much better option.  So, I found a great one on Craigslist and am ready the next time we head to the zoo.  The best part of picking up the carrier was that it was on the way to Nan's!  So we got to hang out with the lovely Nan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; head to &lt;a href="http://www.thefoldatmc.net/"&gt;The Fold&lt;/a&gt;!  Tuesday was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we got to hang out with the wonderful Jen and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/So1NXOJg4zI/AAAAAAAAAO8/DPJ1-ODGCEM/s1600-h/DSCN43922386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/So1NXOJg4zI/AAAAAAAAAO8/DPJ1-ODGCEM/s200/DSCN43922386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372034991853200178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In knitting news, I left my qiviut smoke ring outside in a camp chair while Margaret and I went on a walk with our neighbors.  Later that day we had a torrential downpour, during which my knitting not only was soaked, but submerged.  Luckily, Dave saved it (and squeezed, but did not wring the knitting -- good man) and I've been able to make progress since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good part about the rain is the puddles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-20010c22357b3068" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb-SOA5NX4GSE-ZXecujwq9NMpQplmDL1QYEpC2PZroaQL6jo1oQYPjOyBddkGRUlsm7op_D_sAqaIiMBPogy0dc6VAvGT7YyDnwZwVPKkso75xfbuzW5ydX3uZRCZ-g5lGCFwwKAc7wplwDiO-KBg__YyxIDd7Pf4ZJD_r6lcvdHlKQsmvdjOKrA21pvijphFBu5KlHtqFwSCSpt2nX6ubL%26sigh%3Dl9t0NHpnbeKKtCDVDv3V19ydCjY%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D20010c22357b3068%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DMG_ebW0aWbIjhQiHmYOY0d0EaJk&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb-SOA5NX4GSE-ZXecujwq9NMpQplmDL1QYEpC2PZroaQL6jo1oQYPjOyBddkGRUlsm7op_D_sAqaIiMBPogy0dc6VAvGT7YyDnwZwVPKkso75xfbuzW5ydX3uZRCZ-g5lGCFwwKAc7wplwDiO-KBg__YyxIDd7Pf4ZJD_r6lcvdHlKQsmvdjOKrA21pvijphFBu5KlHtqFwSCSpt2nX6ubL%26sigh%3Dl9t0NHpnbeKKtCDVDv3V19ydCjY%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D20010c22357b3068%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DMG_ebW0aWbIjhQiHmYOY0d0EaJk&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-5228165407503976316?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=20010c22357b3068&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5228165407503976316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=5228165407503976316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5228165407503976316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5228165407503976316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/08/margaret-tells-me-joke.html' title='Margaret tells me a joke'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/So1NXOJg4zI/AAAAAAAAAO8/DPJ1-ODGCEM/s72-c/DSCN43922386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-6708308608667155047</id><published>2009-08-14T08:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:20:27.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Owl That Ate Chicago!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SoVgml_zyLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/C9drK1QpKP8/s1600-h/DSCN43552356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SoVgml_zyLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/C9drK1QpKP8/s320/DSCN43552356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369804346860226738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished it yesterday morning.  Love it, it's so cute!  And here are a couple pictures of the Hyrna Herborgar shawl I finished back at the beginning of June.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SoVjKFerN2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/-smItKMkGGw/s1600-h/DSCN43662362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SoVjKFerN2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/-smItKMkGGw/s200/DSCN43662362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369807155629864802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SoVjDkWRSbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pv5F1YxfbU0/s1600-h/DSCN43642361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SoVjDkWRSbI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pv5F1YxfbU0/s200/DSCN43642361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369807043657025970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the left is out of focus, but shows the color much better.  I actually wore it out last night for a &lt;a href="http://www.bigbellyfitness.net/"&gt;Stroller Fitness&lt;/a&gt; party, during which I stayed out too late, forgot I put my keys in the back pocket of my purse, talked too much and had a good time.  The party was the end-of-the-contest party.  The contest ran most of the summer; participants got points for classes attended, healthy recipes posts on the blog, trivia in class, weight and inches lost, etc.  Even without taking a month and a half off due to foot surgery, I wouldn't have won, but I am proud to say I lost weight and 3 inches from my waist!  Not that I'm done with any of it - as a matter of fact, even though I'd rather sleep (if Margaret would let me), I'm off to Stroller Fitness now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-6708308608667155047?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/6708308608667155047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=6708308608667155047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/6708308608667155047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/6708308608667155047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/08/owl-that-ate-chicago.html' title='The Owl That Ate Chicago!'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SoVgml_zyLI/AAAAAAAAAOk/C9drK1QpKP8/s72-c/DSCN43552356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-5090171429794771557</id><published>2009-08-11T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T18:34:00.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not a post about Twittering</title><content type='html'>I was going to write about how I don't Twitter, but it was stupid, so, I'll just say I don't.  Except, that I read some, like &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/NathanFillion"&gt;Nathan Fillion&lt;/a&gt;'s and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/feliciaday"&gt;Felicia Day&lt;/a&gt;'s, for example, because they are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... as this is a knitting blog, I will make some knitting updates, because, ye&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/Rav%20and%20blog/th_DSCN43522353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/Rav%20and%20blog/th_DSCN43522353.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s, there have been some FOs recently!  I know, try not to faint or anything.  Thanks to &lt;a href="http://dyedinthewool.wordpress.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; I had to make the &lt;a href="http://shetlandtrader.blogspot.com/2009/06/aestlight-available-for-purchase.html"&gt;Aestlight Shawl&lt;/a&gt;, especially when there are two sizes, one designed specifically with the yardage of Malabrigo Sock in mind.  Did I write last summer about the free "sample" skein I got at Stitches Midwest (I put sample in quotes because while it wasn't in stores yet, and therefore was a sample, it was also the full 440 yards!)?  Well, if I didn't, I got one just for the asking and the colorway was Solis and it is beautiful and had been waiting around for the perfect project and then that just hopped right onto my screen and bam.  It is actually done.  Oh, and my best friend growing up just had a baby girl (so cute!) and I made a hat for her, too.  Two finished projects in a one month span!  I might have my membership to the ADD club of America revoked.  Except, probably not, because instead of working on some of the other projects I have started, I started a baby hat for a yet to be named recipient and a Flared Lace Smoke Ring in Royal Blue qiviut (so so yummy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went to JoAnn's to pick up some safety eyes for &lt;a href="http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/07/um-yeah.html"&gt;the owl&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/th_DSCN43502351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/th_DSCN43502351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Margaret and to take a bike ride to the Post Office to mail some stuff.   My lovely neighbor sold us her bikes for very little, and I got an &lt;a href="http://www.ibertinc.com/"&gt;iBert&lt;/a&gt; seat for Margaret and now we can go riding.  I had never seen a front mount seat before looking at options for child bike seats on Consumer Reports, but I love it.  The balance is great and she can see what's going on and I can talk to her and hear her without turning around and crashing us both into a tree.  In fact, on the ride home, she actually fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When putting sunblock on Margaret today I accidentally sprayed some in her hair; that stuff is worse than hairspray.  So, it's off to a bath.  With foam letters and numbers, bath crayons, bubbles to blow, ducks, a book, and fill and spill cups she's loving her baths now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-5090171429794771557?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5090171429794771557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=5090171429794771557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5090171429794771557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5090171429794771557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-not-post-about-twittering.html' title='This is not a post about Twittering'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-7737765499095310871</id><published>2009-07-13T16:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:41:47.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Um.... yeah.</title><content type='html'>I realize it has been quite a while since I've written anything here.  The only time I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sluhwn_0GBI/AAAAAAAAANI/YlpxYJyzVDo/s1600-h/DSCN41732199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sluhwn_0GBI/AAAAAAAAANI/YlpxYJyzVDo/s200/DSCN41732199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358054038429767698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can really think about what I want to say is when I'm trying to go to sleep at night, and well, the computer isn't near my bed ... therefore, no posting.  So, this post is going to be a bullet post of stuff that's been going on, in no particular order.&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My parents came to visit in June.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had surgery on my right foot to remove a &lt;a href="http://www.footphysicians.com/footankleinfo/mortons-neuroma.htm"&gt;neuroma&lt;/a&gt; (that had been there for 15 years) while my parents were here.  It made life so much easier to have their help with Margaret while I was immobilized!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SluiTpXsP3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/H9LoNRZHMXA/s1600-h/DSCN41602178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SluiTpXsP3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/H9LoNRZHMXA/s200/DSCN41602178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358054640093773682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A couple months ago I was putting sunscreen on Margaret, when she pointed to the D in the word KIDS on the tube and said, "D!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Margaret recognizes D, I, M, O, E, P and sometimes T.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She also knows the numbers 1, 8, and sometimes 2, 4 and 5.  Crazy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dad's sweater is stalled on the sleeves.  When he came to visit, I had done some, and they were too narrow, so I frogged to the cuff (not too far) and started again from there.  When I see him in a couple weeks I'll check my progress and continue.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My sister is getting married in less than 2 weeks and we're going to California for the wedding!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I knit most of the &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/short-jacket-long-jacket"&gt;Short Jacket&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Feminine-Knits-22-Timeless-Designs/dp/1596681403%3FSubscriptionId%3D1YZR91QYB6WCG3PM78G2%26tag%3Dravelry-20%26linkCode%3Dxm2%26camp%3D2025%26creative%3D165953%26creativeASIN%3D1596681403"&gt;Feminine Knits&lt;/a&gt; with some lovely brown wool my sister got me on the Aran Islands a few years ago.  However, there is not enough for the collar, and I'm not sure there is enough of the dark green she got me, either, so it is on hold.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a &lt;a href="http://www.knitwhits.com/online_store/for_the_home/bramble.php"&gt;cute Owl kit&lt;/a&gt; at Stitches last year and am finally working on it again&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Slum3CasSCI/AAAAAAAAANo/TcdU6_8ha-0/s1600-h/DSCN42472269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Slum3CasSCI/AAAAAAAAANo/TcdU6_8ha-0/s200/DSCN42472269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358059646159177762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after putting it down quite some time ago.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started the &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/frost-flowers-jacket"&gt;Frost Flowers Jacket&lt;/a&gt; from Feminine Knits.  I'm using Rowan's RYC Silk Wool DK and am in love.  The pattern is the main reason I got the book, it is beautiful!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Margaret started the Children's Day Out Program at Knox Presbyterian this June.  She has a fun time and likes to hug her friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We went to the Phillips Park Zoo today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to shear the llama they have at the zoo.  Do you think they get a lot of questions about how one could go about obtaining the&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Slup_lnwp8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/NcaoH8rYL7A/s1600-h/DSCN42482270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Slup_lnwp8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/NcaoH8rYL7A/s200/DSCN42482270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358063091583068098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hair?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We got a fence around our backyard July 1st!  I love it, I can actually sit on the back deck and knit a bit while Margaret runs around and I don't have to worry that she'll run into the street.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We got Margaret a Grover doll that she is in love with.  She walks around with "Gro-go" and talks to him.  She also talks about him as we come downstairs first thing in the morning.  She also likes The Count.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dave and I got to go to a Cubs game with friends July 2nd.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SlupGjUqI6I/AAAAAAAAANw/IMDP3qbAhIY/s1600-h/DSCN42282253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SlupGjUqI6I/AAAAAAAAANw/IMDP3qbAhIY/s200/DSCN42282253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358062111713534882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The friends live in So. Cal.  and we hadn't seen them since they got married two years ago, so it was great to see them.  The Cubs won that game with 4 HRs (including a grand slam by Derek Lee) so it was a really fun game to watch.  And it was my first time at Wrigley.  FUN!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ok, so I think that was more than enough for now.  I'd better go keep Margaret from climbing onto the kitchen table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-7737765499095310871?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/7737765499095310871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=7737765499095310871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/7737765499095310871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/7737765499095310871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/07/um-yeah.html' title='Um.... yeah.'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sluhwn_0GBI/AAAAAAAAANI/YlpxYJyzVDo/s72-c/DSCN41732199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-5301487297819461231</id><published>2009-05-14T10:27:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T10:42:47.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is all this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw4ct6rFwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zCsuhy7x2iY/s1600-h/DSCN40252044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw4ct6rFwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zCsuhy7x2iY/s320/DSCN40252044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335701724540376834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck am I doing with bamboo poles, newsprint, a yardstick and a print out to make a cone?  Yup, I'm making Margaret a teepee.  I looked online, but didn't see any patterns that were what I was looking for, so I'm making it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw5KENy7YI/AAAAAAAAAMI/14HzK_xHgNQ/s1600-h/DSCN40582077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw5KENy7YI/AAAAAAAAAMI/14HzK_xHgNQ/s320/DSCN40582077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335702503620275586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you can see the strips I'm cutting of rip-stop nylon.  Those will be seamed lengthwise to make tubes to hold the bamboo poles.  I've also make a pattern for the six sections of teepee.  I've had this stuff for a few weeks, but this is the first time I've got up the nerve to cut the fabric.  I tend to be a "cut first, figure it out as you go, sew on extra pieces if it's too small" kind of seamstress, but this time I'm planning ahead, and that makes me hesitant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw6ZEkh6II/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5TBh0ZHHLHQ/s1600-h/DSCN40592078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw6ZEkh6II/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5TBh0ZHHLHQ/s320/DSCN40592078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335703860925294722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In knitting news, the sleeves for the sweater have been started, no pictures, it's boring, so far.  But I now have photographic proof that the front and back are done, however, they are not &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw7H28hinI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Tc3G_0Xn04o/s1600-h/DSCN40602079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw7H28hinI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Tc3G_0Xn04o/s200/DSCN40602079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335704664721689202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blocked.  In the close-up, you can see the braid cable on the right of the honeycomb is not quite as snug as the one on the left.  The one on the right is the one I ripped back and worked back up.  I am hoping with a little blocking you won't be able to tell.  Now that I am looking at this picture, I can actually see how far I had to rip.  It's the far right braid on the back.  Knitters, I'll bet you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I've told you everything I can think of about any crafting I'm doing.  I'll leave you with some Margaret chasing birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw7pGdU2rI/AAAAAAAAAMo/L8p5gBUNRWA/s1600-h/DSCN40412060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw7pGdU2rI/AAAAAAAAAMo/L8p5gBUNRWA/s320/DSCN40412060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335705235821484722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw7vuS3oBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/UeI4csDf_3w/s1600-h/DSCN40462065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw7vuS3oBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/UeI4csDf_3w/s320/DSCN40462065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335705349594259474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-5301487297819461231?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5301487297819461231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=5301487297819461231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5301487297819461231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5301487297819461231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-all-this.html' title='What is all this?'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sgw4ct6rFwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/zCsuhy7x2iY/s72-c/DSCN40252044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-8278877219264919839</id><published>2009-04-26T21:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:10:24.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery</title><content type='html'>You can breathe now, the cable has been repaired.  Needs a bit of blocking, but the back of the sweater has been fixed and bound off!  Pictures to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, have some Margaret fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SfUSsFJautI/AAAAAAAAALg/W2Ht5jdzI24/s1600-h/DSCN39801999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SfUSsFJautI/AAAAAAAAALg/W2Ht5jdzI24/s320/DSCN39801999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329186282568071890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is trying to push one of the neighbor boys in her swing.  He'd rather have his mom do it, though.  No surprise, since Margaret isn't pushing him very high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SfUTKuXRVQI/AAAAAAAAALw/B2BhATq5FFE/s1600-h/DSCN39872006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SfUTKuXRVQI/AAAAAAAAALw/B2BhATq5FFE/s320/DSCN39872006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329186809028105474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is at the park before Stroller Fitness wearing an adorable dress my mom made for her; she's trying to figure out how to climb the "rock wall".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SfUTfgZuFAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5mz05EPk_XE/s1600-h/DSCN39962015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SfUTfgZuFAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5mz05EPk_XE/s320/DSCN39962015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329187166057534466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://djennerosity.wordpress.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; was puppy-sitting this weekend, so we went to visit.  Margaret loves dogs, cats, Jen and her daughters, so she was in hog heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-8278877219264919839?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8278877219264919839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=8278877219264919839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/8278877219264919839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/8278877219264919839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/04/recovery.html' title='Recovery'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SfUSsFJautI/AAAAAAAAALg/W2Ht5jdzI24/s72-c/DSCN39801999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-4878236295980536071</id><published>2009-04-21T10:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:42:50.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Se3nlZEnelI/AAAAAAAAALA/8AE2eikHxqk/s1600-h/DSCN39541975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Se3nlZEnelI/AAAAAAAAALA/8AE2eikHxqk/s320/DSCN39541975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327168563820591698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you see it?   To the right of the middle of the picture?   "Maybe it's just a shadow," you think.   A bit of fuzz?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Se3nzQJgfpI/AAAAAAAAALI/Ct6sNCAvwn4/s1600-h/DSCN39551976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Se3nzQJgfpI/AAAAAAAAALI/Ct6sNCAvwn4/s320/DSCN39551976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327168801943355026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There it is.  A miss-crossed cable.  Way way way down.  When did I notice it?  Well, the only good thing was that it was before I bound off.  RIGHT before I bound off.  As in, I was counting some rows to make sure that I really was at the bind off row, and that's when I noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what to do?  I'm not about to leave it, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Se3of_uohGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/7chp6i59gXA/s1600-h/DSCN39561977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Se3of_uohGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/7chp6i59gXA/s320/DSCN39561977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327169570629780578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am currently working the cable back up.  Updates later.  But in the meantime, I will leave you with a happy Margaret after playing with washable markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Se3o8D_LqYI/AAAAAAAAALY/XTcxNbyfkyk/s1600-h/DSCN39511972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Se3o8D_LqYI/AAAAAAAAALY/XTcxNbyfkyk/s320/DSCN39511972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327170052809271682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I put her full name.  Why after all this time?  Well, because I like her name and it's who she is and it's other places, so why not here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-4878236295980536071?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4878236295980536071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=4878236295980536071&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/4878236295980536071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/4878236295980536071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/04/noooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Se3nlZEnelI/AAAAAAAAALA/8AE2eikHxqk/s72-c/DSCN39541975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-8839302189066944148</id><published>2009-03-24T08:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:45:30.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There are reasons</title><content type='html'>There are reasons I have posted much lately.  This is ostensibly a knitting blog, yet there has been very little of that going on.  Plus, M. had her first ear infection and I got sick and anyway, there you have it.  She recovered quickly, I think I am getting sick again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, knitting.  I've made some progress on my dad's sweater, and I will actually be going to knitting at Wool and Company this Friday because D.'s mom is going to come watch M.  There might be visible progress for me to show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In M. news, she has cut some of her sixth tooth, and it's a molar.  She going completely out of order, but she likes to do things her way.  She also walked up a step for the first time a couple weeks ago.  It was shallow, so that made it easier.  She likes to walk around like Godzilla; I think she's practicing for steps on flat ground.  First haircut was Sunday.  Looks a bit less like a ragamuffin.  She sat pretty still for it.  My mom asked if I had cut it.  Hahhahahaha. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Scji_fWCemI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JUmBe-1zUd0/s1600-h/DSCN38231864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Scji_fWCemI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JUmBe-1zUd0/s320/DSCN38231864.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316748940484442722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She likes her hard hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/ScjjWiZi1hI/AAAAAAAAAKo/pQo1TaV6MY4/s1600-h/DSCN38911919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/ScjjWiZi1hI/AAAAAAAAAKo/pQo1TaV6MY4/s320/DSCN38911919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316749336441443858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pre-haircut, notice the wisps at the ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/ScjjweyJVaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/E5XVuawHX2Y/s1600-h/DSCN38971925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/ScjjweyJVaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/E5XVuawHX2Y/s320/DSCN38971925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316749782147487138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Post-haircut.  Shorter wisps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-8839302189066944148?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8839302189066944148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=8839302189066944148&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/8839302189066944148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/8839302189066944148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-are-reasons.html' title='There are reasons'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Scji_fWCemI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JUmBe-1zUd0/s72-c/DSCN38231864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-1473916366070230766</id><published>2009-03-03T18:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:14:51.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange child</title><content type='html'>Today, M. actually took two naps.  She was tired enough after our trip to Trader Joe's to go down again, she just wasn't quite aware how tired she was, I think.  She sat in her crib for a while sucking her thumb and cuddling her bear, and when she fell asleep, she just leaned forward.  It didn't look comfy at all, but I don't disturb sleeping babies.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sa3H6_xpPBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/V6sJ9CXwYak/s1600-h/DSCN38171860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sa3H6_xpPBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/V6sJ9CXwYak/s320/DSCN38171860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309119352105679890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-1473916366070230766?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1473916366070230766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=1473916366070230766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/1473916366070230766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/1473916366070230766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/03/strange-child.html' title='Strange child'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Sa3H6_xpPBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/V6sJ9CXwYak/s72-c/DSCN38171860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-5852904563139565544</id><published>2009-03-02T16:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:39:19.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Saxf9ogfgFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/8UU5ZhK-saY/s1600-h/DSCN38521885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Saxf9ogfgFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/8UU5ZhK-saY/s320/DSCN38521885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308723573213331538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If she looks serious, it's because she's wishing her daddy a seriously happy birthday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-5852904563139565544?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5852904563139565544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=5852904563139565544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5852904563139565544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5852904563139565544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/Saxf9ogfgFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/8UU5ZhK-saY/s72-c/DSCN38521885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-1741067705936739835</id><published>2009-02-27T15:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:10:21.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, maybe not every day</title><content type='html'>If I wrote a new post everyday, you'd stop reading because it would get really dull.  You don't want to hear the minute details of stroller fitness from yesterday and today or a word-for-word account of our playgroup.  Suffice it to say we had fun at everything (except remembering to wear a sports bra today would have been good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SahWm0DW6dI/AAAAAAAAAJM/oqMEescH230/s1600-h/DSCN38111856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SahWm0DW6dI/AAAAAAAAAJM/oqMEescH230/s320/DSCN38111856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307587385663875538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this picture you can see all 5 of her teeth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-1741067705936739835?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1741067705936739835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=1741067705936739835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/1741067705936739835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/1741067705936739835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-maybe-not-every-day.html' title='Ok, maybe not every day'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SahWm0DW6dI/AAAAAAAAAJM/oqMEescH230/s72-c/DSCN38111856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-2631722749999704884</id><published>2009-02-25T12:46:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:00:25.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Car stuff sucks</title><content type='html'>Suffice it to say, ugh.  But, at least we're at home again instead of waiting for a few hours at the dealership.  Although, in the shuttle back to our house, M. fell asleep, so it'll be a while before she takes a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaWTGHz0A3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/pw6qhaQEmdQ/s1600-h/DSCN37981845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaWTGHz0A3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/pw6qhaQEmdQ/s320/DSCN37981845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306809469310862194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is my promised picture of my dad's sweater progress.  It's coming along nicely, but I'll be glad to have it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaWTrhZG7tI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uUp5n3HqU5g/s1600-h/DSCN37951842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaWTrhZG7tI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uUp5n3HqU5g/s320/DSCN37951842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306810111833337554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M. loves to not only look at picture books, but flip through my books while talking.  It's pretty hilarious.  She's doing a lot of talking, most of it we can't understand, but occasionally she'll say a word or two that we understand.  However, she doesn't repeat them too often.  The other day she was nursing and I thought she was done, so I put her down and she started crying.  I told her, "If you aren't done, just say, 'not done.'"  So she kind of yelled/cried, "Not do-o-o-o-o-ne."  It was pretty funny.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaWUxO0gDPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HeqFg8jL_hI/s1600-h/DSCN37711824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaWUxO0gDPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HeqFg8jL_hI/s320/DSCN37711824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306811309438799090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and if anyone is interested, I'm doing a small &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/people/Oldbean/stash/trade"&gt;destash&lt;/a&gt; (mostly cotton).  It's nice stuff, but cotton and I have issues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-2631722749999704884?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2631722749999704884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=2631722749999704884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/2631722749999704884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/2631722749999704884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/02/car-stuff-sucks.html' title='Car stuff sucks'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaWTGHz0A3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/pw6qhaQEmdQ/s72-c/DSCN37981845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-2348676266759222015</id><published>2009-02-24T10:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:16:50.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Tuesday Fun</title><content type='html'>Although I'm not really Catholic, for Lent this year I will be giving up a bit of nap time each day to bring you a new post.  It won't be long, just whatever fits in 15 minutes.  That way D. can get his daily M. update while he's at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been quite a while since I've written, so let me give you a quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;M. had surgery on February 12 to clear her blocked tear duct.  It went really well and there have been no problems at all since then.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started &lt;a href="http://www.bigbellyfitness.net/"&gt;stroller fitness&lt;/a&gt; the week before that.  I thought it would be mall speed walking.  Um, no.  It's a real workout, which I need.  Nice people, too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My parents and my sister came to visit last week.  We didn't do too much exciting, just hung around playing with M. and organizing the house.  It was wonderful to have them all here.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is visible progress on my dad's sweater, I'll post a picture tomorrow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I fixed a couple holes in a 2x2 ribbed hat for my mom.  I've never mended my knitting before, so I was rather proud.  If the yarn wasn't a slightly brighter red you never would have known there had been an issue.  I also fixed a hole in the garter edging of a shawl of mine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I'll end with a couple pictures of M. enjoying her (and my) books:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaQrKBYn1XI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mz9f2vDUvw8/s1600-h/DSCN37371795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaQrKBYn1XI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mz9f2vDUvw8/s320/DSCN37371795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306413712119682418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaQrUtALNlI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cFfy0Zta1_g/s1600-h/DSCN37791829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaQrUtALNlI/AAAAAAAAAIs/cFfy0Zta1_g/s320/DSCN37791829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306413895626995282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-2348676266759222015?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/2348676266759222015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=2348676266759222015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/2348676266759222015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/2348676266759222015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/02/fat-tuesday-fun.html' title='Fat Tuesday Fun'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SaQrKBYn1XI/AAAAAAAAAIk/mz9f2vDUvw8/s72-c/DSCN37371795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-3566058573219786163</id><published>2009-01-15T12:19:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T13:04:53.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW9-iV9v61I/AAAAAAAAAGU/P2ZxocLs1PQ/s1600-h/DSCN36301697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW9-iV9v61I/AAAAAAAAAGU/P2ZxocLs1PQ/s200/DSCN36301697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291587215660411730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Those are the mittens I knit dyeing in Kool-Aid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-AWoFBw2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/mUv5kx3kEdw/s1600-h/DSCN36361703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-AWoFBw2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/mUv5kx3kEdw/s200/DSCN36361703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291589213387604834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um, and if you tilt your head you can see M. wearing the finished product. Did I show you this already?  No matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-As80MowI/AAAAAAAAAHM/wX_WkCGicGw/s1600-h/DSCN36421709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-As80MowI/AAAAAAAAAHM/wX_WkCGicGw/s200/DSCN36421709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291589596911280898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that is the cowl I made for her to wear with her pink hat.  The mitts are Eco-wool on small needles, the cowl is Malabrigo worsted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW9_YxrKiCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YpwPOb644j4/s1600-h/DSCN36451712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW9_YxrKiCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YpwPOb644j4/s200/DSCN36451712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291588150811592738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pink felt is the lining to one of the hats.  Love that picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-A9L8DWJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ghFHzErPaLk/s1600-h/DSCN36511718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-A9L8DWJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ghFHzErPaLk/s200/DSCN36511718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291589875848665234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is is wearing the tall Seussian pink hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-BNNp-EoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/vmCzDK50l98/s1600-h/DSCN36541721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-BNNp-EoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/vmCzDK50l98/s200/DSCN36541721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291590151187600002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Knuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-Bgz413QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/fImSkXKJRqo/s1600-h/DSCN36631729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-Bgz413QI/AAAAAAAAAHk/fImSkXKJRqo/s200/DSCN36631729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291590487868038402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The orange hat after being lined.  Love this picture, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-BvymcDiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2CVoe5nggEQ/s1600-h/DSCN36681733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-BvymcDiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/2CVoe5nggEQ/s200/DSCN36681733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291590745220451874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is giving kisses from near the Christmas tree.  She gives air kisses all the time.  She also loves Eskimo kisses; she thinks they are pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-CK-AVHZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GYcJVwkY8AM/s1600-h/DSCN36771741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-CK-AVHZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GYcJVwkY8AM/s200/DSCN36771741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291591212138306962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Mirabelle, I finally finished her to put her under the tree for M. for Christmas.  And M. seems to like her, although Mirabelle is a little bit for her to carry her around really easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-CiHk2i_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/FYaxooKNgIs/s1600-h/DSCN36791743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-CiHk2i_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/FYaxooKNgIs/s200/DSCN36791743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291591609844403186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently we are raising a small Mussolini, hopefully without the raging Fascist tendencies.  She likes to orate, throwing hands and fists in the air to punctuate the yells.  Or, if in her high chair, she'll pound the tray for emphasis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-DKm8e0fI/AAAAAAAAAIM/l9wYx3Mkjko/s1600-h/DSCN37001760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-DKm8e0fI/AAAAAAAAAIM/l9wYx3Mkjko/s200/DSCN37001760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291592305459778034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;M. figured out her sippy cup the day after Christmas.  She had been working on it a bit, but really got it then and as you can see, she was pretty happy with herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-DDEJbutI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JkbbAEr6AXQ/s1600-h/DSCN37031763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW-DDEJbutI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JkbbAEr6AXQ/s200/DSCN37031763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291592175859776210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also during the break, M. started giving me toys to hold (D. also, but only one of us at a time).  She contemplates which toys to have us hold, will rearrange them on us, step back, take one or all away, put others back or start over.  It's like you're an installation piece.  Hilarious to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s246.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vid246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/20090110135647.flv" width="448" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-3566058573219786163?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3566058573219786163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=3566058573219786163&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/3566058573219786163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/3566058573219786163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/01/those-are-mittens-i-knit-dyeing-in-kool.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SW9-iV9v61I/AAAAAAAAAGU/P2ZxocLs1PQ/s72-c/DSCN36301697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-8525106201905870708</id><published>2009-01-12T15:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:35:52.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight, "Goodnight Moon"</title><content type='html'>This post was originally written 17 December 2008.  Look for actual new stuff later this week.  Thanks.  And pictures, there will be pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, while D. was traveling for work, I realized that M. is now sick of "Goodnight Moon".  While getting her ready for bed early in the week she got cranky when I grabbed the book off the shelf; so, I just recited it to her while she nursed.  Well, on Thursday, during the diaper change/putting on pajamas part of bedtime, I was telling her that we were going to read a book, and she signed book and seemed really excited... but when I grabbed "Goodnight Moon" off the shelf she got cranky.  So, I picked another book and she settled down and we read the new book.  HOLY CRAP!  I really had no idea that kids would get sick of things like that, let alone that she'd let me know.  So, now we are reading an assortment of new books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In knitting news that isn't (because it's sewing) I made the linings for her hats and sewed them in.  I had to re-block the Dwarven Football helmet, because when I blocked it to make a pattern for the liner, I lined up the ear flaps, but that made a strange bump in the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In actual knitting news, I finished the first Knuck (except for the weaving in of ends).  I really am enjoying making these!  I wish I had started making these sooner, they are really great!  I love the textured cuff.  The only reason I haven't made these before was that I was afraid they'd be too fiddly with all the fingers and worried they wouldn't fit.  The part that took the longest was the crab stitch to finish it off.  Something about a small hook and dark yarn that got splitty (but wasn't splitty while knitting).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-8525106201905870708?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/8525106201905870708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=8525106201905870708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/8525106201905870708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/8525106201905870708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodnight-goodnight-moon.html' title='Goodnight, &quot;Goodnight Moon&quot;'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-3510198340991145182</id><published>2008-12-11T21:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:05:46.002-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitted Christmas Stocking</title><content type='html'>Last year, before the Bean was born, I decided to make him/her a stocking for Christmas.  I was going to design it and it was going to be colorful Fair Isle with a corrugated rib cuff.  I got as far as the cuff before I put it down.  I couldn't quite figure out what I wanted to do, so I put it down.  When M. came, there wasn't a whole lot of time for silly things like knitting, and since she was going to be not q&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SUHXtyvNqtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d6yHuY1TJJA/s1600-h/DSCN36211692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SUHXtyvNqtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d6yHuY1TJJA/s200/DSCN36211692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278737419968817874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uite a month and a half old at Christmas, I didn't think she'd notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip forward to this fall.  I started thinking about the stocking again.  This time, however, I decided to make the &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/scandinavian-stocking"&gt;Scandinavian Stocking&lt;/a&gt; with no variations (other than yarn substitution and color).  To do a really nice Fair Isle from scratch would be much easier with some sort of knitting design software, to fool about with the colors.  I could knit swatches, yes, but, no, not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I started knitting and I thought a bit about yarn dominance.  What that means is thinking about which color pops in two-color knitting.  What you want is for the pattern to show up sharply against the background color, and it's just a matter of which yarn comes from below (since one will when you are knitting with two colors).  &lt;a href="http://nonaknits.typepad.com/nonaknits/2006/01/yarn_dominance.html"&gt;This site&lt;/a&gt; has a great description and even has pictures.  Since I hadn't checked out that site for a while, I had gotten which yarn would be dominant mixed up in my head.  The great thing is, after only a couple rows I could tell my pattern didn't look great, so I came down to the computer to check, and sure enough, my pattern color was coming over the top of the background color (the wrong way).  So, I ripped the couple rounds I did (without taking pictures) and worked them again, and what do you know ... it looks so much better.  It was worth a few ripped rows to see the theory in action in my own work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still won't have a stocking this year, but I don't think she'll notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out the new &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/"&gt;Knitty&lt;/a&gt; and was impressed, there were four patterns that I immediately put in my Ravelry queue.  That doesn't even include the sock patterns, which I like, but who are we kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SUHX3ikKG8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/2hi7IElX3XU/s1600-h/DSCN36261693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SUHX3ikKG8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/2hi7IElX3XU/s200/DSCN36261693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278737587426171842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished knitting the &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/aethelwyne"&gt;Aethelwyne&lt;/a&gt; mittens for M., but now I can't find my needles to sew in the ends.  Silly, I know, but as soon as I can get them sewn in, I can dye them with the lemon-lime Kool-Aid I bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a pair of &lt;a href="http://http//knitty.com/ISSUEsummer06/PATTknucks.html"&gt;Knucks&lt;/a&gt; for myself because as I was sitting at the computer, I realized I was cold, specifically my hands.  A picture will come when there is something worth showing.  I have finished the fingers and joined them.  The next time I make a pair (I am enjoying them) I'm going to do the joining on two circular needles instead of two double points... it's rather akward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SUHZXRVpxxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/T_6oCiNgEuI/s1600-h/DSCN36171688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SUHZXRVpxxI/AAAAAAAAAF8/T_6oCiNgEuI/s200/DSCN36171688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278739232069371666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and here's a fun thing, I won a contest on &lt;a href="http://lauramartos.wordpress.com/"&gt;La's blog&lt;/a&gt; and got the prize in the mail on Saturday.  What a way to perk up a day!  Not only did she send a skein of her &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6055179"&gt;Dizzy Blonde yarn&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SUHZc8C640I/AAAAAAAAAGE/4J1e8RYoSao/s1600-h/DSCN36201691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SUHZc8C640I/AAAAAAAAAGE/4J1e8RYoSao/s200/DSCN36201691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278739329432871746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;which is deliciously soft and beautiful, but all sorts of other goodies!  Yummy lavender rosemary soap, bath fizzies, a Dizzy Blonde tape measure, and a pretty card!  And last but not least, a zombie sheep!  Not only are the eyes a little odd, but it has a thing in it that is supposed to sound like a sheep "baa-ing" and is really creepy and I LOVE it!  M. was a little creeped out at first, but as you can see, she has overcome her aversion to the zombie.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SUHZiE62AZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PePnu_Bjuzo/s1600-h/DSCN36181689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SUHZiE62AZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/PePnu_Bjuzo/s320/DSCN36181689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278739417714262418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other M. news, her signing is just improving by leaps and bounds!  Just this morning she signed "banana".  And she's walking amazingly well, even in the new size 5 (which is a little big) snowboots she has.  The cutest thing (ok, they are all the cutest) is that she will give air kisses... making a little fish face and smacking.  I melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:  I found my darning needles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-3510198340991145182?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/3510198340991145182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=3510198340991145182&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/3510198340991145182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/3510198340991145182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2008/12/knitted-christmas-stocking.html' title='Knitted Christmas Stocking'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SUHXtyvNqtI/AAAAAAAAAFs/d6yHuY1TJJA/s72-c/DSCN36211692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-4381578163853841800</id><published>2008-11-23T09:06:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T09:17:38.492-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LP Cover Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSlxsB-_J8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jd_dhe0L5so/s1600-h/mountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSlxsB-_J8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jd_dhe0L5so/s320/mountain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271869840074680258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw this on &lt;a href="http://crazycatladymel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melissa's blog&lt;/a&gt; and thought it was too fun to pass up.  To make the cover you need photo editing software... Or just list your results.  The photo came from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/buzzybee/"&gt;~buzzybee~&lt;/a&gt;'s photos on Flicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of the article is the name of your band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2&lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last four words of the last quote is the name of your album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third image, from left to right, is your cover art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, eh?  I might decide to have many bands and albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so here's the Ninja Bean:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSly0ZXAHPI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kfgXzUYBqCg/s1600-h/DSCN35101587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSly0ZXAHPI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kfgXzUYBqCg/s320/DSCN35101587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271871083300003058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSly_3mYKnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/MgeXIQs5How/s1600-h/DSCN35141591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSly_3mYKnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/MgeXIQs5How/s320/DSCN35141591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271871280396118642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is her showing voting pride:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSlzR9ZckzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ABYZnLw6bgw/s1600-h/DSCN35421616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSlzR9ZckzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ABYZnLw6bgw/s320/DSCN35421616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271871591190139698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In knitting news, I'm making progress on the Beaded Shawl in the latest Vogue Knitting and on my dad's sweater.  No pictures of either because unblocked lace is a mess, and the sweater hasn't changed except there is more of it to see.  I also finished a scarf for my mom I started years ago.  There was a limited amount of yarn (I dyed it at a fiber fair a couple years ago), so it's a short scarf that you'd wear under a coat.  I'm hoping a wash will soften it, otherwise my mom might want to line one side of it, because it's not really soft (and considering she finds cashmere itchy...).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-4381578163853841800?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4381578163853841800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=4381578163853841800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/4381578163853841800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/4381578163853841800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2008/11/lp-cover-meme.html' title='LP Cover Meme'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSlxsB-_J8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/jd_dhe0L5so/s72-c/mountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-5239110410484823781</id><published>2008-11-18T18:25:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:36:16.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Really, a year?</title><content type='html'>Saturday was a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started out like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSNeEbAN7WI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qbiWobyi7Ds/s1600-h/DSCN16690028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSNeEbAN7WI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qbiWobyi7Ds/s320/DSCN16690028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270159419014770018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now she's walking and signing and "talking".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the birthday sweater?  It got finished and blocked and she wore it and looked adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSNeYhE1aFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BszyPhrSNFI/s1600-h/DSCN35511624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSNeYhE1aFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BszyPhrSNFI/s200/DSCN35511624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270159764242131026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSNeeRbGDUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0RMB6Fgrsqc/s1600-h/IMG_3534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSNeeRbGDUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0RMB6Fgrsqc/s320/IMG_3534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270159863119744322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSNe-AzWyPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/F5WCUpLnKw0/s1600-h/IMG_3529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSNe-AzWyPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/F5WCUpLnKw0/s320/IMG_3529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270160408413915378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the next post we'll go back and see her Halloween costume and what she wore to vote).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/20081115145536.flv" width="448" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-5239110410484823781?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5239110410484823781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=5239110410484823781&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5239110410484823781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5239110410484823781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2008/11/really-year.html' title='Really, a year?'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SSNeEbAN7WI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qbiWobyi7Ds/s72-c/DSCN16690028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-5635195213773768842</id><published>2008-10-30T09:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:18:41.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>D'oh!</title><content type='html'>Did I say something about a prize Monday?  Yes?  Well, ok, so it's Thursday and I PM'd &lt;a href="http://dyedinthewool.wordpress.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; that she won.  Guess her liking purple affected the random number generator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not feeling very blog chatty, but wanted to give you that update and to thank everyone for their birthday wishes.  Had a very nice weekend.  Here are pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnBWpYfb_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/9uXXqYdJzYY/s1600-h/DSCN34311513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnBWpYfb_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/9uXXqYdJzYY/s320/DSCN34311513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950234368995314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnBgIoal7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/3b3WyCjZ3Kg/s1600-h/DSCN34381519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnBgIoal7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/3b3WyCjZ3Kg/s320/DSCN34381519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950397376108466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnBoHPgF3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/HR5xLijs1tU/s1600-h/DSCN34551536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnBoHPgF3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/HR5xLijs1tU/s320/DSCN34551536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950534442129266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnBvdx3YII/AAAAAAAAAEU/m7PXtAWnd98/s1600-h/DSCN34561537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnBvdx3YII/AAAAAAAAAEU/m7PXtAWnd98/s320/DSCN34561537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950660750925954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnB29istvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xDQ-_Grn3R0/s1600-h/DSCN34741554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnB29istvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xDQ-_Grn3R0/s320/DSCN34741554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950789536331506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnB-WhcrDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/T6pbJoalOtE/s1600-h/DSCN34751555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnB-WhcrDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/T6pbJoalOtE/s320/DSCN34751555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262950916501056562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-5635195213773768842?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/5635195213773768842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=5635195213773768842&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5635195213773768842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/5635195213773768842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/doh.html' title='D&apos;oh!'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQnBWpYfb_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/9uXXqYdJzYY/s72-c/DSCN34311513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-1260288216040427669</id><published>2008-10-23T00:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:13:46.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay until the end, there will be a prize</title><content type='html'>Holy moly!  It's almost my birthday and I think this might be my first post in October.  Where did the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so quick recap:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQAAdDVU9CI/AAAAAAAAADM/lVSUdce5_KY/s1600-h/DSCN33671457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQAAdDVU9CI/AAAAAAAAADM/lVSUdce5_KY/s200/DSCN33671457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260204863879705634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Yarn Con with &lt;a href="http://djennerosity.wordpress.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; (it didn't rain!) and her youngest and had a great time.  Got a great print from &lt;a href="http://the-panopticon.blogspot.com/"&gt;F&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-panopticon.blogspot.com/"&gt;ranklin&lt;/a&gt; (um, it's not on his &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6110045"&gt;Etsy site&lt;/a&gt;, but it's cool).  Also got a couple of skeins of &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=47909"&gt;Sophie's T&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=47909"&gt;oes&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEsummer08/PATThelena.html"&gt;Helena&lt;/a&gt; in Crimson for M's birthday (more on that later).  Got a couple things for my Rubbernecker swap-ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got great things from my Rubbernecker swapper (not the same person to who&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQAA10U_KMI/AAAAAAAAADU/Y1B9bgZpEQE/s1600-h/DSCN33661456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQAA10U_KMI/AAAAAAAAADU/Y1B9bgZpEQE/s200/DSCN33661456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260205289348475074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;m I sent stuff).  Don't believe me, check out all the goodies on the right.   That beautiful Fiddlesticks pattern is just right for the laceweight she sent, but I need to find the perfect scarf pattern for the Peace Fleece sock yarn (because I just don't love doing socks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQABqRwLfrI/AAAAAAAAADc/2a4ZLR_3xQY/s1600-h/DSCN34131495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQABqRwLfrI/AAAAAAAAADc/2a4ZLR_3xQY/s200/DSCN34131495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260206190600355506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?  M is almost walking, she loves holding onto my (or anyone's) fingers and walking around.  She can do "Touchdown" and loves to clap and point at things.  For a while she seemed to forsake waving for clapping, but will now do both.  She is also wearing hats again, which is good since it's getting colder here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so this is (at least in theory) a knitting blog, right?  And I think I mentioned above something about M's birthday sweater.  Well, I bought Sophie's Toes to make it because, YUM!  In doing so, however, I disregarded the yarn requirements of the pattern (Helena) which specifically stated DK weight... Sophie's Toes, being sock yarn (get it?) is fingering weight, so instead of 5.5 stitches per inch I was getting 7.  Even if I had done the pattern in its largest size, it would have fit M now, and I want it to be a bit big so she can grow into it.  So, after trying to work out the maths, D suggested that maybe I should just go get yarn that worked.  So, without further ado, I headed up to &lt;a href="http://www.woolandcompany.net/"&gt;Wool and Co.&lt;/a&gt; to get DK weight yarn.  I looked at Jojoland Rhythm, but in the end, picked Artyarns Ultramerino 6 because it was a hot pink that was just too pretty to pass up (pictures later).  The sweater is now coming along very nicely.  And I'm thinking the Sophie's Toes might have to become the beaded shawl in the Fall 2008 Vogue Knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQAD95Wl_wI/AAAAAAAAADk/gfdunp8TcF4/s1600-h/DSCN33821468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQAD95Wl_wI/AAAAAAAAADk/gfdunp8TcF4/s200/DSCN33821468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260208726671228674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also made M. an &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/Oldbean/dwarf-battle-helmet"&gt;earflap hat&lt;/a&gt;.  I don't know what the yarn is, but it is soft.  I didn't love it in the skein, but when it was wound into a ball, it got lots prettier... weird.  Anyway, there is no pattern, I made it up as I went, lots of ripping on the crocheted part to get it how I wanted.  I used a crochet cast-on where you crochet over a knitting needle; then I knit up a few rows.  After I had given the edge a little room, I went back down and crocheted the bottom; then went back to the top to finish knitting.  I think it turned out pretty cute and alternates between looking like an old-time football helmet and a dwarf battle helmet.  Got some flee&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQAE3mygFNI/AAAAAAAAADs/hr_Hi7e0aS0/s1600-h/DSCN33831469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQAE3mygFNI/AAAAAAAAADs/hr_Hi7e0aS0/s200/DSCN33831469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260209718120420562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ce to line it and a ribbon to sew to the earflaps so she keeps it on better.  Haven't done that yet, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started another earflap hat for her in Malabrigo... but I'm thinking I might start over with a different pattern because I don't feel like working worsted Malabrigo on size 4 needles.  Will probably line that one, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started knitting a small blanket from yarn left over from a baby project I started years ago (twice) but hated.  I thought I just hated making baby pants, but now that I'm working the blanket, I realize I hate the yarn.  Today, I decided, the heck with it, and I will be rescuing my needles from splitty, squeaky ass-crylic hell and throwing away the yarn. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQAHUsp87pI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qmErfmklIG4/s1600-h/DSCN31001227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQAHUsp87pI/AAAAAAAAAD0/qmErfmklIG4/s200/DSCN31001227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260212416934637202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I should really go to bed, but first, the prize.  Since I'm turning 30 this Friday (technically tomorrow, now) I will give away some yarn.  How about two skeins of Cascade Sassy Stripes sock yarn.  That'll get you a cute kicky pair of socks.  Or, if you like cotton, I have cotton yarn you can have, nice cotton, just cotton doesn't like me knitting with it.  Your choice.  Winner decided by random number pull.  On Monday.  I know it's not that exciting, but, a little free yarn never hurt, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-1260288216040427669?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/1260288216040427669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=1260288216040427669&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/1260288216040427669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/1260288216040427669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2008/10/stay-until-end-there-will-be-prize.html' title='Stay until the end, there will be a prize'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HDLqG0m-pWs/SQAAdDVU9CI/AAAAAAAAADM/lVSUdce5_KY/s72-c/DSCN33671457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-4497783703046763454</id><published>2008-09-22T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:43:17.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip down the Fox</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, we went on a Knitting Cruisette up and down the Fox River with &lt;a href="http://www.woolandcompany.net/"&gt;Wool and Company&lt;/a&gt;.  If you'd like pictures, go see &lt;a href="http://www.passionknit.net/"&gt;Lynette&lt;/a&gt;; I brought my camera, but forgot to take any pictures.  Anyway, it was postponed from the previous Sunday because of the torrential rains we had.  The river was still high, but it was a beautiful sunny and warm day; perfect day to be out on the river.  And, it was M.'s first boat trip!  She seemed to enjoy herself, although she wouldn't keep her sun hat on... she used to be good about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In knitting news, I am still working on my dad's birthday sweater.  The back now has progressed beyond the first skein, so that is new progress.  I'll take it up to the arm holes, then work on the front.  Since I'm adjusting the pattern so much (making set-in sleeves where there were drop-shoulders) I think it's best if I do both sides at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In non-knitting news, please click on the dragon eggs in my sidebar... little guys need some love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, since it's been lovely out, here's a picture of M. on the swings at the park:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/DSCN33421434.jpg?t=1222101720"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/DSCN33421434.jpg?t=1222101720" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8543817365768474344-4497783703046763454?l=oldbeanknits.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/feeds/4497783703046763454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8543817365768474344&amp;postID=4497783703046763454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/4497783703046763454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8543817365768474344/posts/default/4497783703046763454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oldbeanknits.blogspot.com/2008/09/trip-down-fox.html' title='A trip down the Fox'/><author><name>Laurel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04767952721924443619</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16644324616654059229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8543817365768474344.post-9084440776049946484</id><published>2008-09-14T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:07:03.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>I happened to get a very nice comment on my last post today.  &lt;a href="http://kniftyred.blogspot.com/"&gt;Knifty Red&lt;/a&gt; gave me an award:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qSjZaaEggJY/SMx_7L4WSNI/AAAAAAAABzs/HRd3ZGiOhZs/s1600/award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qSjZaaEggJY/SMx_7L4WSNI/AAAAAAAABzs/HRd3ZGiOhZs/s1600/award.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't that sweet?  It really made my day so much better!  So, here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Post the award on your blog (done)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add a link to the person who gave you the award (done, go check out her blog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nominate 4 others and leave comments on their blogs so they can pass it on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So, here are my nominations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mcintyreknits.blogspot.com/"&gt;KnitterSue&lt;/a&gt; is a prolific knitter Down Under with a couple of lovely children.  Also a complete sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dyedinthewool.wordpress.com/"&gt;Dyed in the Wool&lt;/a&gt; is a knitter and designer who battles &lt;a href="http://www.ayme.org.uk/article.php?sid=10&amp;amp;id=11"&gt;M.E.&lt;/a&gt; and still produces beautiful things and is fun to read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://djennerosity.wordpress.com/"&gt;djennerosity&lt;/a&gt; is a knitter and spinner who I actually know in person and is a kick to hang out with (also fun are her adorable daughters).  I love her posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.licensed2knit.com/"&gt;Licensed2Knit&lt;/a&gt; is a knitter and sewer and I love reading her posts because I don't get to see her as much as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know I promised you Stitches fun.  Well, it's been a while, so here is a short summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shirtless men handed out little samples of &lt;a href="http://www.soysilk.com/"&gt;SWTC&lt;/a&gt; and temporary tattoos.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wool and Co. had a lovely booth, and were nice enough to let me sit in the corner to nurse M.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/Rav%20and%20blog/DSCN33321425.jpg?t=1221428704"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/Rav%20and%20blog/DSCN33321425.jpg?t=1221428704" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Webs had a huge booth with &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/people/Oldbean/stash/hadley"&gt;lots&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/people/Oldbean/stash/effektgarn-8-2-2"&gt;of&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/people/Oldbean/stash/effektgarn-8-2"&gt;goodies&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toni from &lt;a href="http://www.thefoldatmc.net/"&gt;The Fold&lt;/a&gt; was there with a lot of goodies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a free skein of Malabrigo's new sock yarn that will be available in the US in October, just for the asking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Habu also had so many &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/people/Oldbean/stash/bamboo-xs-45-20-3"&gt;cool&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/people/Oldbean/stash/silk-stainless-a-20-21-1-20"&gt;things&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went with &lt;a href="http://djennerosity.wordpress.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; and so it rained, of course.  Just to warn you all, we will be going to &lt;a href="http://www.yarncon.com/"&gt;Yarn Con&lt;/a&gt; on October 4, so it will rain then.  It will be inside, though, so no worries.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;We had a very nice time.  Going to yarn events with Jen is guaranteed to be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of rain, however, it can stop any time it would like.  We've had a really rainy weekend... 6" in the Chicagoland area, which is a record for one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/DSCN33271421.jpg?t=1221429636"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/DSCN33271421.jpg?t=1221429636" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In M. news, she's practicing standing by standing up without support for a few   And she's figured out how to get back down the steps into the family room on her own.  And she's started pointing at the pictures of herself that come up on the screen saver.   M. has also realized that if she holds something in her mouth, she can still bring it with her, but can crawl more easily than whenseconds at a time. it is in her hand... she looks a bit like Fido!  She also loves to push the lid off the storage ottoman to rip out the diapers.  As soon&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/DSCN33291423.jpg?t=1221429773"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/DSCN33291423.jpg?t=1221429773" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as I put them back in and put the lid on, she's back at them pulling them out and shaking them around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/DSCN33121410.jpg?t=1221429406"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/Laurel_Bean/DSCN33121410.jpg?t=1221429406" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a nice time at Wool and Co. this Friday.  You can see her hanging out with the wonderfully funny Carol, who held her for a while so I could get some knitting in.  She's been teething, but Jen and Nan were also able to calm her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, that's all for now.  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