Sep 30, 2012

Getting in deeper

Oh my goodness. I was lucky (?) enough to be called "Yarn Bitch" by my Mum's cousin because of my obsessive love of yarn, and now that obsession has gone two steps deeper:

1. I set up a dye studio in my basement. I'll be selling on Etsy soon, but I need a bit more time. How much? I don't know. It could be later in October or it could be in January. There are a lot of details to iron out. There's a lot to think about and plan when it comes to selling hand-dyed yarn! It's all superfun, though. I wish I didn't have to spend so much time on my other job so that I could putter around in the basement all week. That seems scandalous, though. I need my job. It keeps me sane on a different level. Okay, it partly contributes to my madness, but it also keeps me sane.

2. I just bought a loom. It's the Schacht Cricket Loom (15 inches) and I got the 12-dent reed for it as well. OMG, I'm so excited to get that little student loom and start cranking out ... stuff. My 12-year-old is right into weaving, so she'll be all over it as well.

Mmmmmmm, yarn!

Sep 16, 2012


Okay, first there was the drive up to Quesnel. Of course hubby wanted to get some geocaches on the way, so we stopped a few times. It always seemed to be at metal garbage cans, but he did pick all the ones that were an easy get from the highway.

While I was waiting for him, I took this picture of a lovely road sign that a concerned neighbour had crafted:


I guess not everyone knows that you can't poop on the other side of a barbed wire fence that is two feet from a rest area off the side of the highway. Sometimes knowledge is hard to come by.

Then we arrived at Ten Mile Lake and settled in for the week. 

The girl child asked, "I wonder what Jesse (the dog) thinks of squirrels," so I replied, as any parent would, "He doesn't know what a squirrel is. To him they're microdogs from the Microdog Planet." We had fun with microdogs all week.

Hubby caught a fish almost as big as his head, when you include the beard. It was his first trout since the Evil Derby of 1983 when he was robbed of the Biggest Fish award (a new rod and reel) by ... AN ADULT!

We went to Barkerville and found this sign on the way. I didn't realize that we had Mexicans in Canada during the gold rush, but they really did come from all over. I didn't see any Mexican gravestones in the Barkerville cemetery, though - mostly Scottish, Irish, English and some more southerly parts of Europe. A few Americans too. 

One of the free shows in Barkerville was over at the water wheel and this guy was HIGH-LARIOUS:

That's some crappy picture-taking - he was up high, having just scaled the side of the water wheel's structure. You don't get a sense of that at all. Anyway, he was cool.

We went to Pinnacles Park and saw the hoodoos. It was really impressive, and what an amazing view!

He only has three teeth on the bottom where everyone else has four. You know those four that are in the front? Clearly I don't work in the dental industry, so I don't know what they're called. I do know that you're supposed to have four, though. It's a handy trick to avoid braces, so if you're young and you can put your mind to it, try to only have three teeth there.

The hoodoos were giant:

Then we went for a walk in downtown Quesnel and they had this lovely water wheel by the river. It almost makes up for the bad picture of the funny guy in Barkerville. Almost.

On our way home, we stopped for some geocaching:

Then this (plus another treat that didn't get photographed very well) were waiting in our fridge when we got home because the very next day was a two-person birthday at our house. Thanks, Friends!

The kid had friends over the following weekend and the friends brought over the cutest little cake pops:

Next up, I finished my Color Affection shawl. 

And then we went to Alice Lake for the Labour Day long weekend. It was cold under all those trees, as usual, but a lot of knitting was done. 

And on the way home, we saw a bear at the side of the road. He was almost ON the road, but he changed his mind. He was jiggling when he ran. Must be just about time for hibernating.

 And that's about it. PHEW! I don't have any news on my dyeing because it's entered the top-secret phase. All shall be revealed soon enough.   ;O)