In the Face of Temptation

I showed incredible restraint and did not purchase any fibre while in one of my favourite yarn shops.  Gaspereau Valley Fibres had some tempting, drool-worthy new stock, too.  I patted, I fondled, I caressed, I fantasized, and then I walked to the cash and paid for only the one thing I went in for: a single Addi needle.  Not precisely the one I wanted but close enough. 

Then I went to Michaels' and also bypassed the yarn and only purchased the knitting needles I needed. 

See, I needed to outfit myself for this Saturday.

 

That's me spinning in the bottom right of the poster, but during the actual competition I will be mostly knitting.  Sheep Thrills of Gaspereau Valley Fibres are the Canadian defending champions from last year, but a team from Cape Breton already beat their time this year so the competition is on!

 

I'm so excited to participate this year.  Shear Delights will be awesome!  Only three sleeps!

Defeat Depression Event

This morning I will be running a 10km race in Annapolis Royal, a Defeat Depression Event. Depression is one of those illnesses that still suffers a huge stigma, and one that few ever talk about.  I run to keep mine at bay.

I am determined.  The last time I ran 10km I was in my early 20s, over 20 years ago.  Today I will run, for me, and for all others that struggle with Depression.

 

 

Below are a couple links to the Event pages.  It's not too late to donate to this cause.

http://mdsc.akaraisin.com/pledge/Participant/Home.aspx?seid=6982&pid=1335606&m id=9
The above link is to my personal page if you would like to sponsor me.

http://mdsc.akaraisin.com/pledge/Team/Home.aspx?seid=6982&tid=58367&mid=10
This one is to my team page, to see our efforts, and some photos of our group.

Thank you, friends.

Annapolis Valley African Violet Society Show and Tea

 

All are welcome!

New Member of the Family

Her name is Pearl, although we're considering spelling it Purl!  English Springer Spaniel, 9 weeks old now.

Friday Felines

Welcome May!  Good riddance April.  Glad you flew by.

Out Like A Lamb!

March has a few scant hours remaining in it and I am just not inspired to finish my sweater. Hangs head in shame.  Maybe I'll get back to it tomorrow when it's supposed to be rainy and cold and I will be wanting a wool sweater to warm me.   Frankly, I don't know what happened.  After the steek was cut, I simply lost steam.  The bottom ribbing remains to be knit, and ends to be sewn in before the sweater gets a bath.  I don't have any intention of sewing in the zipper before a good blocking.  I have the cutest ribbon to use for the facing though, so I want to be sporting my latest sweater sooner rather than later!

This is what I did today instead of knitting:

Almost a Sweater

There was cutting of knitting.  Go check it out at March Sweater Madness.  It was painless, really!

Spring Cleaning

Spring cleaning sneaked up on me today.  I was just tidying along, here and there, and next thing I know, I was taking things out of my closet, sorting, taking curtains off windows, stripping beds, cleaning out the fridge and checking expiry dates (that was actually my daughter's idea; she's super vigilant about expiry dates), washing blankets, pictures off walls for cleaning... This little energy burst can stop any time now.  I have a March Sweater Madness to finish.  Knit Wit took an opportunity of my duvet being dumped on the floor in a big fluffy hill to burrow himself in deep enough that I barely spotted him in there.

 

Progress is going well on the sweater, I must say.  I'm approximately two thirds done with the second sleeve, then all that will remain is the rest of the body from hip down and steeking for the zipper. I wish others would post a little blurb about their progress on the Madness blog.  But as the song goes, "you can't always get what you want...".  

Friday Felines

 

Knit Wit contemplating the dinner menu.

To Clarify

 

There was a curious mind wanting to know about the tray Knit Wit was sleeping in (see previous post).  Let me assure you, if I had thought to leave it empty just for his royal highness, there would have been considerably fewer angry feelings.  The first time I found him on my plant shelf, I also discovered he had chewed a considerable amount of my streptocarpus and some African violets.  I was not happy.  I belong to an African Violet Club and our show is coming up in May.  Those plants that his taste buds rejected, he simply smooshed with his ample girth or completely knocked out of the tray and onto the floor.  I am was plenty unhappy.  So to prevent and further incidents I simply chose not to put other plants in that tray to suffer the same fate. I do want to enter at least one or two violets in the show.  Sigh.

 

That's me by the window in the blue apron at our sales table. In the foreground is the streptocarpus section.