Goodies from Tennessee

As part of Dish Rag Tag, my team's leader, Toni, set up a side competition in which she gave away the most cunning little homemade bag ever. And I won! Check out the coolness:

• An adorable bag with the most clever hand-made tassels. I love the fabric, which shows all the states. Very retro chic!
• Tapestry needles for weaving in those pesky yarn tails. I'm always dropping and losing these needles, so this is terrific.
  
• A knitting gauge. How did Toni know I always need help figuring out my gauge?
  
• Two stitch holders, which I don't have among my knitting materials, so I'm especially glad to see these!
• Delicious tea in some of my favorite flavors. (Mmmmmmm, pomegranate.)

Here's an inside look at the cunning little bag:






I'm delighted by the bounty and am very grateful to Toni for her thoughtfulness, and for making DRT 2009 so much fun!

Death hats

Last Thursday at midnight, Hat Wars began.

My task was to knit a hat and send it to my target to "kill" her. At the same time, my assassin was knitting a hat to "kill" me with. It's a vicious, vicious cycle of hats, knitting needles and death.

The patterns actually went live at 11 p.m. Thursday my time, and I was absolutely committed to getting that hat in the mail on Friday. I scanned the patterns and picked the one that looked challenging but not impossible, with a cable pattern to keep me on my toes. I cast on that night and knit the ribbed (resisting a "for her pleasure" joke ... resisting ... resisting ... oh, I guess I already made it, didn't it?) brim for as long as I could stay awake.

I woke up groggy the next morning and kept knitting. And knitting. And knitting. At about 2 p.m., it stopped being fun and turned into a chore. I had a house to clean. I had papers to grade, PowerPoints to create, lessons to plan. I had cats to pet! But no. I ignored the stack of dishes in the sink and the pile of work on the table. I removed the cats from my lap as they each jumped up to see what had me so engrossed. I was. Going. To get. This. Done.

And I did! With 20 minutes before the post office closed, I raced out of the house to mail a gorgeous, forest green hat to my target. Actually finishing it and putting it in them mail perked up my mood considerably.

And I killed my target, whose hat arrived on Monday. Of course, my death hat arrived on Tuesday. So my target's dead, I'm dead, and my assassin is dead, too, killed by yet another assassin knitter.

Never, ever cross a knitter.

Dish rag has been tagged

Last week was a busy, busy week of knitting. First up was Wednesday, when the Dish Rag Tag Chronicles of Yarnia box arrived with my mail at about 9 a.m. I happened to be walking by my front windows, and I saw my mail carrier slide that friendly white box into my the mail box. I zipped out to get it, and ripped into it (not literally) to see what I could see.

In it was a great-looking aqua dish cloth courtesy of Alaina, along with stitch markers and a cute little Post It note pad. Fun stuff! I also found the cheery yellow yarn I was going to use to make my own dish cloth to send on to Pam.

And four hours later , minus an hour to take my cat Thor (not pictured; that one is Gygax) to the vet, I finished and dashed to the post office to send it on the next leg of its journey.

Let's hear it for a one-day turn-around!

Mmmmmmmmmm

When you tell your server at Jonah's Seafood House that you're celebrating a birthday, and she responds by saying she'll bring out a complimentary piece of chocolate cake, she is not messing around.

Seriously, this picture downplays the massive-osity of this slice of cake.

"Yum" is an understatement.

Tag!

I knit.

I just want to get that out there. I started on a whim after seeing how much my sister enjoyed crocheting. And she picked up this hobby on a whim after my husband and I bought her a "Learn to Crochet" DVD that we found in a clearance aisle. It was supposed to be a joke, but she loved it. Anyway. It looked like such fun that I took a knitting class. I'm not great, but I'm OK, and I really enjoy it.

Not long ago, I joined Ravelry, which has amazing forums that have ironically consumed the free time that I used to use to knit. However, the website alerted me to the delightful knitting competition Dish Rag Tag. Nine other knitters and I are on a team competing against others in a relay race across the country to knit a dish rag and send the dish rag along with a fresh skein of yarn to the next participant.

I believe I'm about two people away from receiving the baton -- er, box -- in the mail and completing my leg.

Making knitting competitive? Brilliant!

Our group is named Chronicles of Yarnia. We are in it to win it. Fear us.