Katherine the Great
I like to think of myself as a storyteller. Mostly I tell stories about knitting.

I like to think each knitter has moments when they feel like a Knitter. Not when others perceive them as advanced, but when they themselves believe they can handle anything knitting can dish out. It’s different for everyone and for me, this feeling wells up when non-knitters around me speak the language.

Yesterday, I was able to spend some time among my people at Kora Kora. The coffee was delicious and Elisa brought a smashing new knitting friend. As we chatted about the fiber arts, I shared that The Husband is now able to measure time in knitting:
How long until I’m ready to go to dinner? 40 stitches.
When will I be available to go to the grocery store? 3 rows.
What time will I be back from hanging out with knitting friends? Before dark. Probably.


So, if you’re a non-knitter and now know things like how many yards one needs for socks (350-400), I’d like to say thank you for listening. I appreciate you.

After coffee, we adjourned for lunch at The Gruene Door. I had a spinach salad that included strawberries and made more new knitting friends.













Next, we swung into the Lucky Ewe. This was my first visit and from the moment I stepped through the door, it felt like home. It’s a truly warm yarn shop with a vibe that I could not love more. This shop has plenty of indie dyed sock yarn as well as a wall of Malabrigo. The shopkeeper, Linda, was helpful and charming. I will be back.


Friday night, I was happily knitting on my Curl when the movie ended and I hopped up to put my knitting away instead of moving normally like most adults. My favorite wooden cable needle left its perch behind my ear, went flying and i heard it hit the tile floor. We had company over, so the four of us scoured the room and it was nowhere to be found. Our friends departed and I spent the next 45 minutes turning the area upside down. Maybe I’d misplaced it sooner than I thought so I looked back at the knitting. No such luck as I had used the needle 10 seconds prior to it going rogue. Now, I have other cable needles, but having one vanish into thin air was making me more than a little crazy. In the end, I gave up and went to bed.

Saturday morning, before I rolled out of bed, I prayed to find my cable needle before I went completely mad. I’m not an every Sunday churchgoer (I normally attend around election time), but I absolutely believe in God and the power of prayer.

While you are obviously welcome to believe as you wish, what follows are facts. A few minutes later, i went in the other room and thought, I should look at this from another angle. So, I moved the couch (and vacuumed because let’s be honest, it needed it. If nothing else, at least my house would be cleaner after this ordeal), then reclined on the floor and looked up with a flashlight under the chair I’d been sitting in. There, in an almost hidden dark cavity within the chair peaked out the tiniest end of my cable needle! I got some tweezers and tried to get it out Operation style. Almost! Nope, i dropped it even further into the cavity and it was no longer visible. Oh well. At least I know where it is and a two year old Cheeto is now in the trash.

Enter The Husband. I opened with, “Guess what? I found my needle!!! but it’s in the chair and it seems like it would be a big pain to take it apart and get it out. (i’m eyeing the bolts of the chair.) It’s only a $4 needle.” Now, there are many things to love about The Husband; my favorite is that when I say that something is impossible or difficult, he cracks a small smile and like Disney magic, it’s done. I was hoping against hope that he was going to deliver once again and hand me back my tiny wooden needle, but it really did seem like 8 bolts, grease and running the risk of breaking the chair, so I was nearing the end of my hopeline when he responded, “I put the chair together. I’m pretty sure I can get that out. It’s just two screws.” As he dropped the needle in my hand 10 minutes later, he said, “I just can’t believe you saw it in there.” Yes, that was the hard part.

Now that my cable needle is safely back in its project bag pocket, let’s admire the socks I recently finished!

Pattern: Ensnared by Hunter Hammersen
Yarn: Meadowcroft Dyeworks Rockshelter Sock
Colorway: Guatemalanness
Needles: 2.25mm DPN’s
Purchased from Quixotic Fibers at DFW Fiber Fest


And speaking of The Husband’s handiwork, he created a subscription option if you’re interested!


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Turns out at least one person reads this blog….and they commented as to how I haven’t posted a full on knitting movie review in a while. Since I take my fans very seriously, I spent last weekend watching movies. See if you can spot the theme.

CHIPS
Ya’ll, Dax Shepard wrote, directed and starred in this movie. He’s officially a triple threat. Michael Pena was talking trash about Dax needing his name on everything so Dax stunt drove for the car chase scene towards the beginning of the film and the credits now read Stunt Driver for Michael Pena: Dax Shepard. This movie is funny and the story and action are solid enough to watch it over and over again. I don’t want to blaspheme, but it reminds me of Bad Boys.

That said, now I need to address a serious issue I had with this movie…the facial hair (SPOILERS AHEAD).

The two stereotypically hot actors (Josh Duhamel and Adam Brody) had gross mustaches in this movie. Adam Brody is one of my biggest celebrity crushes and all I could think was, “just no”. I’m sure the filmmakers were doing some kind of retro mustache tribute, but…..not everyone can pull off a mustache like Tom Selleck. Veto. I also wonder if Dax Shephard was looking to be the hottest guy on set? In which case, well played, Dax.


However, he overlooked the drugged out son sporting an “i forgot to shave for a couple days” beard which is pretty much my ideal facial hair. I blame Indiana Jones (and 17 years with The Husband who likes to sport the short beard). I don’t know who was in charge of making Justin Chatwin (you may recall him as Jimmy from Shameless) look like a druggie, but they could have committed a little more. His mussed hair and fresh beard were perfection, so he looked like maybe he’d just been up super late at a knitting slumber party the night before.

Man up
I wasn’t sure I could buy Simon Pegg as the leading man in a rom. com. and he totally pulled it off. Must be the beard. This movie was cute, funny, and all around enjoyable. I’ve no idea why I didn’t watch it sooner.

Bonus: Lake Bell is sporting a nice cream colored knit hat with a pom pom. What do we think? Seed Stitch? I dig it!













Beauty and the Beast
My expectations were low. This film exceeded them. If you enjoyed the animated version, I think you’ll like this movie…unless you have to watch it more than once. In which case, I’m sorry.

Don’t kill me, but I would have preferred the Beast actor to have darker hair and 2 days of beard growth. The transition from Beast to clean shaven and blonde was too drastic for me. Anyone else on that boat?

Everybody Loves Somebody
I was all set to watch a nice run of the mill rom. com. when we realized this movie needed subtitles. But, not all the time. It was half in Spanish and half in English, so I ended up having to read all the subtitles because by the time I realized it was Spanish, I’d missed it. Overall, the movie was cute, and not half bad. I have to comment that Ben O’Toole is a hell of an actor. (SPOILER ALERT) To the degree that I actually wondered at one point if his wife had died in real life. (END SPOILER)

If you’re bilingual, I think you’d enjoy this film quite a bit. If the filmmakers want to manage expectations, they need to dub it in English or go back to the original title, Todos queremos a alguien.

The Spirit of Christmas
A friend of mine has recently discovered the guilty pleasure that is the sappy holiday romances. She summarizes them this way, “There’s a girl and she’s some kind of high powered professional that’s not into Christmas and the guy is a sweet hometown boy or a Christmas-loving widower and she has to sell off his factory/inn/home only he helps her realize the true meaning of Christmas and they live happily ever after. Sometimes he’s returning from war or maybe a cute kid is looking for a new mom/dad and if you’re really lucky, there’s a puppy.”

Jen Lilley sported a red cabled sweater, a cozy plain gray cardigan, a purpley blue cabled hat and a wine colored cowl-necked sweater during this film. I only noticed some of these. Probably because I’m knitting a cable pattern myself.



















No one is winning an Academy award for these films, but if you’re in the mood for Christmas romance, The Christmas Spirit will deliver and of course, it doesn’t hurt that our leading man (Thomas Beaudoin) is sporting a great beard.


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