I knit a pair of gloves that don’t match and I’m not sure what to do. They’re made from a yarn with a slow color change, one I tried to counteract by using two balls and alternating every row, but they still came out completely different colors. They’re clearly from the same pattern, but do not look like a pair at all.
Continue reading Handknit Glove Dilemma: To Match Or Not To Match?
One of the things my gotta-stay-awake YouTube watching has led to is a renewal in my interest in miniatures. First, I discovered this amazing model of Howl’s Moving Castle made from discarded plastic, cardboard, wire, and lots of re-purposed objects. It’s a long video, but Studson Studio’s delivery is educational and entertaining. He even chants his patron names list, matching it to the music from the movie and making it rhyme.
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There was a post on Facebook this week that asked “If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be?” You know you’re in trouble when the answer is “bed.”
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I’m in the middle of a course of sleep therapy and it’s affecting everything, even my creative projects. I decided early in August that I wanted to make a cross-stitch sampler of sayings to help me remember important insights I’ve had about my writing process, so I got out my embroidery hoop, canvas, and floss. I made an effort to find graph paper with much smaller squares than normal, so I could chart my designs, because cross-stitching mottos requires planning. But does it?
Continue reading How My Insomnia Lead to Improvised Cross-Stitch
You may have noticed a lack of posts this summer. My admittedly erratic schedule became non-existent for a while, and this is why: sleep. Or rather, lack of it. Back in the spring, my insomnia got out of control. I was miserable; constantly exhausted, and yet unable to sleep. So I contacted a local sleep specialist and signed up for Cognitive Behavioral Therapy for Insomnia.
Continue reading My Plan For Blogging While Sleep-Deprived