<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733</id><updated>2011-12-08T23:41:33.705-08:00</updated><category term='hat'/><category term='children'/><category term='slippers'/><category term='animal'/><category term='craft'/><category term='fingerless mittens'/><category term='felted'/><category term='random'/><category term='purse'/><category term='art yarn'/><category term='handdyed'/><category term='snb'/><category term='scarf'/><category term='knitalong'/><category term='needle felting'/><category term='handspun'/><category term='hair'/><category term='knit'/><category term='playsilk'/><category term='freehand'/><title type='text'>oolawoola</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-845515073534738697</id><published>2011-12-08T23:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T23:41:33.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Grateful Post</title><content type='html'>I need another reminder of the blessings in my life. I need to do this more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am grateful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Two hours of kid-free time to take a pilates class to strengthen my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The person that invented infrared saunas. They are the answer to all of the problems of cold people in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lego. A good distraction for little people but also for big people too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Food Trucks. Tiny yummy things make my tummy happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The little people who make me laugh. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-845515073534738697?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/845515073534738697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=845515073534738697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/845515073534738697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/845515073534738697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-grateful-post.html' title='Another Grateful Post'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-8021082359268536220</id><published>2011-11-29T22:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T22:24:59.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Today I had a bad day. While I don't feel like I have much going for me at the moment, I need to practice some gratitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am grateful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The health of my husband, me and my children. &lt;br /&gt;2. The random phone call from a family member. Talking to another grown up was heart warming.&lt;br /&gt;3. The children not fighting. &lt;br /&gt;4. Quite time after the children are asleep, mending and watching a fabulous movie. &lt;br /&gt;5. The rain on my face on the multiple walks up and down the hill, and the week of sunshine starting tomorrow.  It can only get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-8021082359268536220?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/8021082359268536220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=8021082359268536220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/8021082359268536220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/8021082359268536220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2011/11/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-2136876443505042772</id><published>2011-09-08T13:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T13:52:45.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Saves the Day</title><content type='html'>Now that there is a blogger app, I just might post more often!  Thank you apple gods!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...the smallest of the littles is in preschool twice a week!  I will have five whole hours to do whatever I want. Like...a yoga class, or painting, or other craftiness. Woohoo!  Let the party begin!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-2136876443505042772?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/2136876443505042772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=2136876443505042772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/2136876443505042772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/2136876443505042772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2011/09/apple-saves-day.html' title='Apple Saves the Day'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-1184788810886445524</id><published>2011-06-19T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T21:25:55.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Love</title><content type='html'>I have found a new time-suck.  &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/oolawoola/"&gt;Pinteres&lt;/a&gt;t is the best thing since Facebook!  It reminds me of twitter, but with pictures instead of words.   Twitter bores me unless I am looking for specific information.  There are so many people whining and complaining.   There is too much doomsday talk - my nerves can't handle it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Pinterest...it is beautiful.  So many gorgeous and intelligent images to sift through.  It makes me happy and excited to create new things.  I like that I can keep track of projects I want to make with pictures instead of links to websites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look for me if you are there too.  So much fun!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-1184788810886445524?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/1184788810886445524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=1184788810886445524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/1184788810886445524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/1184788810886445524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-love.html' title='A New Love'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-6050104348880493651</id><published>2011-05-22T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T21:19:24.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once upon a time there was a strange little snail that magically appeared on a black automobile.  He didn't know that how he got there or what was going to happen so he just kept doing what snails do - sliming along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zojDamKdV9U/TdXcIlCCg2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/-IWrTpf0Fu4/s1600/P1180689.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W2jQ-qTexOI/TdXcITgsHaI/AAAAAAAAAQY/CoCUeACZ_Y4/s320/P1180686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608630946194267554" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Despite the car moving and the torrential rains, the snail kept on sliming.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zojDamKdV9U/TdXcIlCCg2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/-IWrTpf0Fu4/s320/P1180689.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608630950897550178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;In his mind, he slimed all the way from the top of the car, down the window, and down the door - but in reality he slimed all the way from Richmond to Downtown Vancouver in 25 minutes.  Pretty fast for a snail.  At the end of the car ride a beautiful princess carried him to the nearest greenery for a snack and the opportunity to keep on sliming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;The moral of this story is that no matter that life throws your way, keep doing what you are made to do and you will end up where you are supposed to be.  Just keep on sliming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W2jQ-qTexOI/TdXcITgsHaI/AAAAAAAAAQY/CoCUeACZ_Y4/s1600/P1180686.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-6050104348880493651?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/6050104348880493651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=6050104348880493651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/6050104348880493651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/6050104348880493651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2011/05/short-story.html' title='A Short Story'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W2jQ-qTexOI/TdXcITgsHaI/AAAAAAAAAQY/CoCUeACZ_Y4/s72-c/P1180686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-3849081241698991930</id><published>2011-05-19T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T20:07:49.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>When Miss B was newborn I had a lot of trouble feeling like what I was doing was worth something...anything.  In order to feel more accomplished I kept a small calendar where I wrote down what I did everyday.  Little things like walking to the store, having a visitor, going to the doctor.  I liked seeing the filled up pages.  It reminded me that I was doing things. I felt useful.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a stay-at-home mom can be monotonous and boring.  I very rarely talk to other adults, other than nods and smiles in the school halls or the cashier at the grocery store.  I do laundry and clean up toys.  I play endless games of Transformers.  I make three meals and many snacks everyday.  I am feeling disconnected again.  I need to start keeping track of the things we do, the things I am grateful for.  My thinking is that if I only type a few things a day, maybe I'll get into the grove of blogging again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am putting out the the universe that I am in need of a new tribe.   My old tribe has disbanded due to divorce, different schooling practices, kids of different ages and moving to other countries.  I am desperate for people that like the things I like, parent the way I parent and laugh at the same things I laugh at.  Is it too much to ask?  Yes, but it doesn't hurt to ask anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... today, I am grateful for the courage I had to open the computer and type this while the smallest kid is distracted by (natural) cheesies and tv.  I am so happy the sun is back and drawing us outside.  We made it to the library and to Miss B's musical performance despite multiple tantrums.  We had a quick family dessert outing for icecream and ate it on top of the Wall Centre's perfectly manicured grass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, I did do something today.  There were a few wins.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-3849081241698991930?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/3849081241698991930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=3849081241698991930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/3849081241698991930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/3849081241698991930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2011/05/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-166824962289921856</id><published>2010-11-21T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:56:51.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Achtung, fertig, los!</title><content type='html'>laptop, check.&lt;div&gt;downloaded classes, check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;major sewing projects out of the way, check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cleared desk space, check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so now what?  time to start painting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go, go do it.  you can do it.  go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-166824962289921856?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/166824962289921856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=166824962289921856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/166824962289921856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/166824962289921856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2010/11/achtung-fertig-los.html' title='Achtung, fertig, los!'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-4008711916942007991</id><published>2010-09-08T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:50:03.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle - again, really!</title><content type='html'>I inherited a laptop!!! I am hoping this will make blogging a heck of a lot easier.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also started an online painting and drawing class.  This class requires some journaling and I thought this would be a good place to do these entries.  I can post some pictures of my progress in the class as well.  I have drawn and painted before, but long ago.  This is a mixed media class where I am hoping to incorporate my fibrey goodness as well.  Wool locks, fabric, knitted pieces.  Who knows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...about the class.  I found it by accident.  I was checking out the blog of a lovely lady I met on our italy trip 4 years ago.  4 years?  Holy shit!  I still think about that amazing adventure on a daily basis.  Anyway.... &lt;a href="http://greenearthgoodies.wordpress.com/"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/a&gt; posted some cute pictures of folk art painting she had done.  SO cute.  I had to learn how to do it too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I signed up for &lt;a href="http://suziblu.typepad.com/"&gt;Suzi Blu's&lt;/a&gt; online class.  Videos and online chats.  I was so excited to start.  I was beaming inside.  I couldn't think of anything else.  Buying supplies was the first challenge.  I want to do this class for me, and therefore I wanted to go shopping for paints on my own as well.  Not so easy with a cling-on toddler.  Had to do it on a weekend while he was napping.  I think I am just going to take him next time.  Too much time wasted waiting to get alone time.  And now I have run out of titanium white and I need it to move forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All was going well with lesson 1 - colour theory (which I covered in grade 9 anyway) and then I decided to google Suzi.  Out of curiosity.  Stupid move.  I found a whole whack of hate posted about her online.  Great stories about how she used to be a porn actress and is untrustworthy and fake and makes fun of all her students.  This is not good for a person with anxiety issues.  I never went to art school because I was terrified of being critiqued, so I studied art history instead.  Sitting in a dark room looking at slides was easier than standing in front of a class and having them tell you everything that is wrong with your art.  I was traumatized by my findings about Suzi.  She seems so cute and quirky in her videos.  Slightly unstable, but what truly creative person isn't?  Well, I have decided to ignore what I found.  She may have burned someone in the past and with the power of computers it is spread all over the interwebs.  Sad, really.  I feel bad for her.  Who hasn't hurt someone's feelings in their past?  Who hasn't been hurt, themselves?  But why post it publicly?  So mean.  So very, very mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it is September.  School has started for Miss B and school will start for me too.  I need to finish cleaning up my workspace and buy some more titanium white.  Then back to the colour scales.  I am way behind, but i can catch up!  Journal entries to be added shortly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-4008711916942007991?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/4008711916942007991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=4008711916942007991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/4008711916942007991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/4008711916942007991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in the Saddle - again, really!'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-3235668197709030325</id><published>2009-07-02T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:49:24.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in the saddle</title><content type='html'>In all the craziness of the last year, we moved to a new house.  Still in the same complex - but a house!  We have the top floor and attic of a lovely Victorian that has belonged to many different people over the years but started out as one of a row of houses for railroad executives when Vancouver was growing into a city.  The house was overhauled about 20 years ago, and made into two suites.  The old lady that lived in our suite before us was NUTS!  The entire place was painted purple.  Three different shades of purple.  And hot pink (the kitchen).  And peach (the bathroom).  I wish we had photos, but she was required to paint it back to white before she left.  She also tried to blackmail us into paying her $1000 for updates she did to the house 20 years ago - a window she put in, the attic she finished (very poorly, I might add), a really old washer, dryer and dishwasher that she didn't want to remove.  We refused to pay her, as this is a co-op, and in return she siliconed the windows shut, and tried to smash holes in the attic walls.  Thank goodness she was frail and couldn't do much damage.   We (i.e. me and my dad (Opa)) did alot of mending to make it "ours".  Bamboo laminate in the attic, fresh colours (not purple) in the bedrooms.  The co-op gave us new carpet and lino throughout the house - lucky us!  New light and bathroom/kitchen fixtures.  We bought a new washer and dryer (my first ones!)  and dishwasher through great sales over the Christmas holidays/economy slump.  I feel so grown up having a washer and dryer in my own home!  Sadly, the front porch belngs to the unit below us but we do have a view of the ocean from a few windows and we will be able to see the fireworks from our balcony off the attic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big yellow house in the Winter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Sk2A7_TF-nI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HRNUp5RU2MY/s1600-h/IMGP6096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Sk2A7_TF-nI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HRNUp5RU2MY/s320/IMGP6096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354077300105542258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big yellow house in the Spring....we have a lilac tree out front!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Sk2AlnvhHbI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_i24T2fsdTI/s1600-h/IMGP7053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Sk2AlnvhHbI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_i24T2fsdTI/s320/IMGP7053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354076915825188274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned that I love this house? The layout is so much better than our last place - everything on one floor.  The only thing that bugs me is the bathroom.  It is like a hotel bathroom - narrow and squashed into the only space they could find.  It is in the centre of the floorplan, and as such, is party central whenever I need to "go".  I hate having an audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attic space is a playroom/craftroom/office. The office part is the part that is allowing me to post here again. My computer was in the bedroom, but the baby naps in there so I never got any typing time. Now my computer is in the attic on my crafting table so I can type while he sleeps. I have so many updates to catch up on. I am looking frward to blogging again and not just reading everyne else's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-3235668197709030325?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/3235668197709030325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=3235668197709030325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/3235668197709030325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/3235668197709030325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='back in the saddle'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Sk2A7_TF-nI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HRNUp5RU2MY/s72-c/IMGP6096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-8703670079757304424</id><published>2009-03-25T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:56:57.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Happened..a year ago....</title><content type='html'>So it has been a year (well, 15 months, now...)  A VERY BUSY year.  I was going to post on my due date which was the 26th of March 2008, but I started to go into labour that night.  Early labour - nothing to crazy.  I called the midwives and the doula around 11pm to give them the heads-up.  I had the doula come over shortly after because I was getting nervous.  She slept in the other room until early in the morning when things started rolling.  She called the midwives and they came to check me.  I was in agony, but only at 1cm.  My dear son was punching my cervix with his very able little hand.  I only wanted to be on the bathroom floor.  Moving was no good for me - I needed the safety and sturdiness of a floor.  The bathroom floor was cool and comforting - but tight for a birthing mama, a doula and a midwife and her student.  Miss b and papa hung out in the living room and made a welcome banner.  She was very calm through the whole process.  I remember her coming in a few times and stroking me gently.  She listened from downstairs for my sounds changing.  I was LOUD and VERY FOUL MOUTHED.  It hurt alot and I tend to panic.  We used lots of homeopathy and it calmed me.  Through transition I moved back to bed.  I didn't want to lie down anymore, and the cold floor wasn't doing it's job.  I found the word "out" and used it frequently.  He came rather quickly after transition - only 15 minutes of pushing.  The  back-up midwife made it just at the end.  My boy got stuck just past the shoulders, which is unusual (they usually just slither out).  The student asked if she could pull him, and he came out with a tug.  He was a very big, chubby boy.  The biggest cheeks you can imagine.  9.5 pounds of him birthed at home without any drugs.  Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Sk0Ppb1QYFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eDTiKDIcf_Y/s1600-h/IMGP4097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Sk0Ppb1QYFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eDTiKDIcf_Y/s320/IMGP4097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353952736533569618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Sk0QxBzmTLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/TRCcxixR5Pc/s1600-h/IMGP7263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Sk0QxBzmTLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/TRCcxixR5Pc/s320/IMGP7263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353953966497877170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-8703670079757304424?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/8703670079757304424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=8703670079757304424' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/8703670079757304424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/8703670079757304424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-happeneda-year-ago.html' title='It Happened..a year ago....'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Sk0Ppb1QYFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/eDTiKDIcf_Y/s72-c/IMGP4097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-8166593619005955745</id><published>2008-03-20T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:50:57.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will this make it happen????</title><content type='html'>I am less than a week away from my due date, and I am so ready to have this baby.  He's so heavy!  And I am so bored.  I have finished 95% of my projects. (I can't finish them all as it gives me the heebee-jeebees - I am oddly superstitious that if I finish them all that I won't be around afterwards).  I'll show you the projects that I have finished.  The quilt that needs to be hand quilted and the home-made fitted diapers and wool sweater diaper covers that need snaps are to left to the imagination for now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before the projects, I have to show you this cute picture of one of my snuggle-bug cats, Simon.  He has been super clingy all through this pregnancy.  When I am at the computer he insists on being held like a baby in my lap, or up on my shoulder like you would burp a baby.   If I sit on the couch he is magnetically attracted to my big warm belly.  At night he sleeps on my belly/back, as I sleep on my side.  This is me sittin gon the couch cross-legged and knitting, with a belly warmer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MBIDZ9OaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eFoauNpIbjs/s1600-h/Simon+and+Belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MBIDZ9OaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eFoauNpIbjs/s320/Simon+and+Belly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179985234270960034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Knitted Wool Diaper Covers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MIEzZ9ObI/AAAAAAAAAIM/AOBxthsidfM/s1600-h/Knitted+Wool+Diaper+Covers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MIEzZ9ObI/AAAAAAAAAIM/AOBxthsidfM/s320/Knitted+Wool+Diaper+Covers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179992875017779634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forget which pattern these are, but I know I got it from &lt;a href="http://www.thestoryofthebodhitree.typepad.com/the_story_of_the_bodhi_tr/"&gt;Anna&lt;/a&gt;!  They are lanolized and ready to go.  I hope I did the lanolin correctly.  The process is simple, but I have never done it before.  It is so hard to tell if they'll work.  I'll just have to try them out and hope for the best.  Jumping into cloth diapers and wool covers is a new thing for me.  We used disposables for Miss B.  Now we know better and plan on keeping all that plastic out of the landfills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home-Made Pre-folds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MJAzZ9OdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rnBrBKIX6r8/s1600-h/T-shirt+Prefolds+Stacked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MJAzZ9OdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rnBrBKIX6r8/s320/T-shirt+Prefolds+Stacked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179993905809930706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made these small pre-folds out of a stack of old t-shirts.  The inside centres are padded with the pink t-shirts that I just can't put on a boy bum.  I kept the more neutral colours for the outsides.  They sure are soft. They were amazingly simple and easy to make.   I love my serger!!!  I hope they are absorbent enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some larger ones, too.  Home-made tie-dyed t-shirts will look so cute on a baby bum, especially this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MNaDZ9OmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/AG1uKENtZs8/s1600-h/T-shirt+Prefolds+-+large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MNaDZ9OmI/AAAAAAAAAJk/AG1uKENtZs8/s320/T-shirt+Prefolds+-+large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179998737648138850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some black ones too, but they didn't look good in the pictures.  I can't wait to see them on.  A little punk rock bum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dyed Indian Cotton Pre-folds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MM8TZ9OjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_BQfO0PNFKY/s1600-h/Dyed+Prefolds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MM8TZ9OjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_BQfO0PNFKY/s320/Dyed+Prefolds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179998226547030578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were unbleached indian cotton prefolds that I bought from a &lt;a href="http://www.newandgreen.com/"&gt;local diaper retailer&lt;/a&gt;.  I wasn't going to dye them, but after I dyed the motherese from the last post, I just couldn't stop myself.  The colours ended up more muted than the motherese, but I think it has to do with the colour of the unbleached cotton.  It could also be that i only washed the pre-folds 10 times before I dyed them and there may have still been some oil left on the fabric that prevented it from absorbing as much colour.  Oh well, still cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another Pair of Longies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MNQjZ9OlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/odLm1TZovs4/s1600-h/Grey+Longies+-+Size+Large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MNQjZ9OlI/AAAAAAAAAJc/odLm1TZovs4/s320/Grey+Longies+-+Size+Large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179998574439381586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this pattern.  It is so simple - a great brainless activity.  I must make more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MMuzZ9OiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TQLZbQmH-Zs/s1600-h/Cord+Bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MMuzZ9OiI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TQLZbQmH-Zs/s320/Cord+Bag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179997994618796578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this bag out of nothing.  I made up the pattern.  Well, actually, I didn't even use a pattern.  I just cut out pieces that I was hoping would fit together.  The dark grey corduroy came from remnants of a project from before Miss B was born.  We had inherited a car seat from a friend, but the cover was ghastly.  At nine months pregnant I had decided to recover the car seat with the lovely grey cord.  I tried and tried, but I couldn't make it work, so my pregnant self resigned to paying a dress-maker $100 to finish what I started.  I should have just bought a new damn car seat!  But it did turn out beautifully and we are going to use the car seat again for this baby, so I guess it was worth it.  Anyway, the leftovers are the outside of this bag.  The inside is a really great 1970's sheet that I found in our co-op's share-closet.  I made lots of pockets on the inside.  I tried to take a picture of the inside, but the pattern and all the pockets were too hard to figure out visually.    I added a quick-release buckle to the strap after a few different attempts at making the  strap.  It isn't adjustable for size - I'll leave that for another time when I am not pregnant.  Other than that, I am quite happy with it.  I guess it will be a diaper bag.   It looks like a diaper bag.  I did buy a diaper bag (well, actually, it is &lt;a href="http://www.lululemon.com/products/accessories/gear/studio_dance_bag"&gt;a really cool bag from Lululemon&lt;/a&gt;), but one can never have too many bags, non?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Art Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MMVDZ9OfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uFpxJAJa6eM/s1600-h/Bella+Books+-+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MMVDZ9OfI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uFpxJAJa6eM/s320/Bella+Books+-+cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179997552237165042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This project has been years in the making.  My very artistic daughter draws all the time.  She started taking paper from the printer as soon as she could draw on her own.  I have collected all those pages of printer paper over the years and wanted to do something with them.  I did some research and found a &lt;a href="http://www.centennialbookbinding.com/"&gt;lovely little company on the North Shore&lt;/a&gt; that does binding of small projects.  I organized the drawing by date and they bound them like real books.  Miss B was so thrilled with the result.  She sat and looked through everything.  I tired to name all the drawings, especially the ones she gave me titles for.  She seemed to remember them all.  She even knew what the non-descript blobs of early drawing were.  We plan on doing this every year.  It is totally worth the $50/book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-QfWDZ9OnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/d-wb5v51t_A/s1600-h/Bella+Books+-+inside+and+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-QfWDZ9OnI/AAAAAAAAAJs/d-wb5v51t_A/s320/Bella+Books+-+inside+and+out.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180299935114672754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the end of the projects!  I did make some slings - a few stretchy, a few woven.  I also made a wrap.  They are not worth photographing until they have a baby in them!  The diapers I made are really cute, too, but they need snaps. I really need to find a snap press to borrow to do the plastic snaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-QlEjZ9OoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/rMDcEf4w7QE/s1600-h/Workspace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-QlEjZ9OoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/rMDcEf4w7QE/s200/Workspace.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180306231536728706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned off my work table in my bedroom.  It has nothing on it.  No more piles of projects, no more sewing machines.  Just a lamp.  It is all ready for the midwives to put their gear for the birth.  So what am I supposed to do now?  How about get a pedicure with my darling daughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Jaguar Toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MMMzZ9OeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/22yZ0-mD9cQ/s1600-h/Baby+Jaguar+Toes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MMMzZ9OeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/22yZ0-mD9cQ/s320/Baby+Jaguar+Toes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179997410503244258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cherry Blossom Toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MMmjZ9OhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/U6hiZt-rAGE/s1600-h/Cherry+Blossom+Toes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MMmjZ9OhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/U6hiZt-rAGE/s320/Cherry+Blossom+Toes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179997852884875794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we wait.  And wait.  And wait.  And wait..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-8166593619005955745?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/8166593619005955745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=8166593619005955745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/8166593619005955745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/8166593619005955745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2008/03/will-this-make-it-happen.html' title='Will this make it happen????'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R-MBIDZ9OaI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eFoauNpIbjs/s72-c/Simon+and+Belly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-613703053006474486</id><published>2008-01-29T15:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:00.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start from where I left off - The Craft Shows.  Well, they didn't go so well.  The first one (at the Midwives) was busy, but not a lot of buyers.  The second one (at Roundhouse) was quiet as it was a snow day. I got lots of compliments on the hats, but not any buyers.  I did sell most of my Sweatergans (adult sweaters and turtle necks altered into cardigans), which felt good.  All in all, it was disappointing and I learned that I don't like doing craft shows.  It seemed like such a waste of time to sit there and smile at people going by.  I'll just post things online from now on.  Etsy will be the only place to buy the hats (or whatever else I end up creating).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5-8-rL284I/AAAAAAAAAF0/VnRss0ll1MU/s1600-h/Christmas+Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5-8-rL284I/AAAAAAAAAF0/VnRss0ll1MU/s320/Christmas+Tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161051482920252290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my vintage tree.  It originally belonged to my great-granny's neighbour.  She gave it to my mom in the late 60's.  I inherited it when I was a teenager and wanted my own tree in my own room.  Since then, I have used it every year and it is starting to look it's age.  This year we found some beautiful LED lights at Ikea that change colour.  The tree shimmered in pink, turquoise, green, red, blue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go into all the family politics of Christmas, but I'll just leave it at the beautiful tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5-9OLL285I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Hoy28bMkrpE/s1600-h/Happy+New+Year%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5-9OLL285I/AAAAAAAAAF8/Hoy28bMkrpE/s320/Happy+New+Year%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161051749208224658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the new year began (and a bit before, over Christmas) I have been in nesting mode.  Projects are getting finished, and hopefully more space is being made.  I went through my fabric box and took out the things I knew had real projects attached.  I kept some of my favorite fabrics for future projects, and the rest was donated.  I attacked my wool too.  Anything that was not "wool" was discarded.  I used up left over balls of cotton to make these bibs (inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.thestoryofthebodhitree.typepad.com/the_story_of_the_bodhi_tr/"&gt;Anna&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DHbLL29EI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZfCLKcuA9d0/s1600-h/Knit+Bibs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DHbLL29EI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZfCLKcuA9d0/s320/Knit+Bibs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161344442639512642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used up my two bags of felted sweaters to make bum sweaters for the baby and Miss B. A sample:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DGi7L29DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5GWbqJPq04c/s1600-h/Bum+Sweaters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DGi7L29DI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5GWbqJPq04c/s320/Bum+Sweaters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161343476271871026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left overs went into making Caterpillars:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_ARbL287I/AAAAAAAAAGM/gPqiMQShoYc/s1600-h/Caterpillar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_ARbL287I/AAAAAAAAAGM/gPqiMQShoYc/s320/Caterpillar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161055103577682866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Caterpillar idea started as a toy for the baby, but I had so many scraps that I brought some to the Homelearner's drop-in and we made some there.  Miss B made her own and she was so proud!  There were still some left overs from that so I made a whole bunch of them, some of which were kept and some we gifted to friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really enjoyed the purging.  I am happy to see things organized and the excess given new homes.  Don't get me wrong, my house is not ready for the baby yet.  There are still piles of projects that need to get done in the next two months.  Diapers need to be made.  A bag needs a handle.  Diaper covers need to be finished and lanolized.  Baby carriers need to be designed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will get done, it must!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been knitting too.  I made a kimono sweater and hat (quite awhile ago - in the early fall):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_FErL288I/AAAAAAAAAGU/QKOfIyj7V8E/s1600-h/Little+Budda+Sweater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_FErL288I/AAAAAAAAAGU/QKOfIyj7V8E/s320/Little+Budda+Sweater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161060382092489666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And (more recently) my first pair of longies (thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.thestoryofthebodhitree.typepad.com/the_story_of_the_bodhi_tr/"&gt;Anna&lt;/a&gt; again!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_Gu7L289I/AAAAAAAAAGc/UKf4HA5nmAY/s1600-h/First+Longies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_Gu7L289I/AAAAAAAAAGc/UKf4HA5nmAY/s320/First+Longies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161062207453590482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a whole bunch of new wool at the Three Bags Full belated Boxing Day Sale to make more longies and soakers.  That sale was INSANE!  I went just as the store opened and within minutes the store was packed.  I waited in the line to pay for 2 hours.  There were some fun ladies around me and we chatted to make the time pass.  I didn't think I'd make it as I started getting dizzy at 1.5 hours.  Pregnant people should not be made to wait 2 hours standing.  I sat on the floor for most of the rest of the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big project this last weekend was dyeing.  I was given a whole whack of Motherease diapers from my dear friend Lisa.  And I was inspired by my neighbour Jennifer who dyed her diapers in some bright jewel tones.  Here are the spectacular results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_I77L28-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/nUjZWR4-VTk/s1600-h/Dyed+Diapers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_I77L28-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/nUjZWR4-VTk/s320/Dyed+Diapers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161064629815145442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to use them.  They are so pretty!  But I will have to wait until the summer, at least, as they are medium sized diapers and will not fit a newborn bum.  I have some Indian prefolds on order for the newborn stage, but I am going to leave them the natural brown-ish colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw into the dye pots some of Miss B's old baby clothes that were too nice to sell/donate and too pink for a boy, but the results were not so spectacular.   Most of the clothes turned out blotchy - which makes no sense because the diapers turned out great.  Who knows?  I don't dye as the science it can be - I just do it and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another of my new obsessions - iron-ons.  I found these odd pieces at a craft surplus store and made t-shirts for husband and baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_KZLL28_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/SpO9A2vbB4U/s1600-h/Iron-on+Funness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_KZLL28_I/AAAAAAAAAGs/SpO9A2vbB4U/s320/Iron-on+Funness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161066231837946866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it so much that I went back to the store and bought out everything I could so that I can decorate some of the boring boy shirts and pjs that I have for the baby.  Who doesn't want a reflective baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this iron-on came from a promo pack from husband's ex-work.  It feels weird to promote a company, but the logo is small and the picture is so cute.  The whole family has Fruitabu t-shirts now.  This is for the baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DLH7L29FI/AAAAAAAAAHc/C7P9kdcdkVc/s1600-h/Fruit+to+the+People.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DLH7L29FI/AAAAAAAAAHc/C7P9kdcdkVc/s320/Fruit+to+the+People.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161348509973541970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blankets.  Blankets galore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quilt I made awhile ago, but forgot to post it.  It was dreamed up when I was a teenager.  I saved all my flannel pj's (and a floral duvet cover) to sew into a quilt one day.  One day turned into many years and I finally just sat down and did it.  It is not perfect.  The lines are not straight.  A few of the squares frayed in the wash and I had to put more patches on top.  But it is so warm and girly.  My special couch blanket:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_MbLL29AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PSCGmvoERSM/s1600-h/Pyjama+Quilt+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_MbLL29AI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PSCGmvoERSM/s320/Pyjama+Quilt+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161068465220940802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another long-lost quilt that I am going to finish.  I started it my second year of university when I was a tour guide at London Farm Heritage House in Richmond.  I was dressed in Victorian costume, so I could easily get away with cross-stitching in quiet times.  I made 9 pictures from the story of Peter Rabbit.  I sewed the patches together with crazy vegetable fabrics.  I started hand stitching the quilted parts and then stopped.  I think I stopped because the edges weren't finished and the creeping polyfil was driving my crazy.  Also, hand quilting is not quick or fun or easy.  I finally bought some satin blanket edging and finished the edges (which are also not perfect, but I really had no idea how to do it and just winged it).  And now I have 10 squares to hand quilt.  I will do it!!!!  But this is not a baby blanket.  Too much work went into this.  I think it might hang on the kid's bedroom wall.  I'll give you a sneak peak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DLxrL29GI/AAAAAAAAAHk/NrEJ63oMqKc/s1600-h/Peter+Rabbit+Quilt+Preview.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DLxrL29GI/AAAAAAAAAHk/NrEJ63oMqKc/s320/Peter+Rabbit+Quilt+Preview.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161349227233080418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the cat hairs?  That is another thing that bugs me.  I needed to get the edging on so that I could wash it.  Three moves and many years of cats sitting on it have taken their toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a blankets for the baby that I whipped together from my fabric stash:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DRB7L29JI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wepKmPWQvL4/s1600-h/Jungle+Quilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DRB7L29JI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wepKmPWQvL4/s320/Jungle+Quilt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161355003964093586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jungle side came from my mom.  I am not sure if it is vintage or not.  I think she got it at a garage sale or a thrift store.  The floral side is a vintage sheet from our co-op share closet that has been very useful.  It is the backing for this blanket and the interior for the bag I made (which is not finished yet).  It also made a few bean bags and there are left overs for future projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing - the nursing pillow.  I followed the only pattern I could find from the internet but it sucked.  It made a VERY LARGE pillow.  Me and my daughter can fit inside it.  The nice thing about its size is that it can be stretched a bit.  I'm hoping it will still work as a nursing pillow, but right now is it much loved as a pillow on the couch.  The cats make nests in it, and so does Miss B.  It is great back support for me at this stage of the pregnancy.  I packed it pretty full, using the &lt;a href="http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/09/reasons.html"&gt;wool I had processed last summer&lt;/a&gt;.  Not the nice slivered grey wool, but the white wool that had too much vegetative matter to process into slivers.  I used up all the white wool filling this pillow and refilling all the couch pillows.  They are now so firm and warm.  Wool makes such a difference.  Never poly again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DOp7L29II/AAAAAAAAAH0/kCGoG5UPfEc/s1600-h/Nursing+Pillow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R6DOp7L29II/AAAAAAAAAH0/kCGoG5UPfEc/s320/Nursing+Pillow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161352392623977602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason this post was possible today was because of the snow day.  Snow makes me happy!  It gives me energy.  And the light is so beautiful I was inspired to take pictures of the things I have made.  Miss B burned off some beans playing outside and now I can post.  Happy Snow Day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_V9bL29CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dTYlBuxwyFU/s1600-h/Snowman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5_V9bL29CI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dTYlBuxwyFU/s320/Snowman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161078949236110370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-613703053006474486?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/613703053006474486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=613703053006474486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/613703053006474486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/613703053006474486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2008/01/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R5-8-rL284I/AAAAAAAAAF0/VnRss0ll1MU/s72-c/Christmas+Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-3549915206527787443</id><published>2007-11-22T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:01.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very First Craft Show - EVER!</title><content type='html'>I am very excited to be selling my knitted bonnets at the Maternal Creations Craft Fair on Friday and Sunday (Saturday is the Vancouver Waldorf Christmas Fair and we just can't miss that!).  This is the poster for the Craft Show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R0Xg3uaJGRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qL6HvBhbTFU/s1600-h/Maternal+Creations+Poster.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R0Xg3uaJGRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qL6HvBhbTFU/s320/Maternal+Creations+Poster.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135758198041024786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am printing up tags that need handwritten details of each piece.  And prices...  I am so bad at pricing things.  I like knitting and have a hard time charging for it.  This experience will have its own learning curve, I guess.  It will also be very strange to be sitting in one spot for more than a few minutes without a small child asking for something.  I get to knit for hours on end - such fun!  It will all be worth it just for that.  I wish I had more variety of things to sell, but I lost my momentum once pregnant.  I have so many ideas - just a lack of time.  And now there are baby things to make.  Diapers, carriers, blankets...  We'll see where these craft shows lead me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-3549915206527787443?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/3549915206527787443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=3549915206527787443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/3549915206527787443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/3549915206527787443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-very-first-craft-show-ever.html' title='My Very First Craft Show - EVER!'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/R0Xg3uaJGRI/AAAAAAAAAFs/qL6HvBhbTFU/s72-c/Maternal+Creations+Poster.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-5048307091765885258</id><published>2007-10-23T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T22:43:06.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Fun</title><content type='html'>I saw this meme on the Nature Moms &lt;a href="http://naturemoms.com/blog/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and couldn't resist.  It made me giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet &amp;amp; current car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Minka Ford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (fave ice cream flavor, favorite cookie)&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caramel  Ginger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;3. YOUR “FLY Guy/Girl” NAME: (first initial of first name, first three letters of your last name),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Abjo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Pink Kitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, hospital where you were born)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Leigh Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Bjoal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;7. SUPERHERO NAME: (”The” + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The Turquoise W(h)ine(r)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;8. NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Gordon Franz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;9.WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s &amp;amp; father’s middle names)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ann Ferdinand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;10. TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (Your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;McDonald Maine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;11. SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday, flower).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Autumn Violet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;12. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Strawberry Pjammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;13. HIPPIE NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Toasted Cherry Blossom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;14. YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (”The” + Your fave hobby/craft, fave weather element + “Tour”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The Knitted Thunder Tour&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-5048307091765885258?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/5048307091765885258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=5048307091765885258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/5048307091765885258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/5048307091765885258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-for-fun.html' title='Just For Fun'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-5728286194666634211</id><published>2007-09-28T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:01.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain &amp; Prettys</title><content type='html'>I had surgery yesterday.  If you read my &lt;a href="http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged.html"&gt;meme&lt;/a&gt; a little while ago, you'd know that I had jaw surgery about 12 years ago. They put 4 titanium screws in my jaw.  About 5 years ago, one of the screws started making its way out of the bone and polked through the skin inside my mouth.  Over the last five years it has pushed farther and farther to the point where it became wiggly - like a loose tooth.  It had to be removed.  So I went back to the surgeon who did my original surgery and with only local anesthetic, he cut the gum and pulled the screw out of my jaw bone.  Without all the gory details, I'll only say that the local anesthetic didn't work and I felt everything.  I have two stitches, a very swollen face and a screw.  Here is the screw - it is about an inch long:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rv1tdZA9lUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sB6iLodrSnA/s1600-h/Screw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rv1tdZA9lUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sB6iLodrSnA/s320/Screw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115365103461307714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was crashed on the couch feeling very sorry for myself, when a very obnoxious UPS guys banged on the door more than necessary.  He delivered a package from my mom - good timing!  She gifed me a collection of very beautiful vintage hankies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rv1tr5A9lVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/2TjTqKL69oM/s1600-h/Hankies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rv1tr5A9lVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/2TjTqKL69oM/s320/Hankies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115365352569410898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving these hankies.  But now I have to decide what to do with them.  I thought I could make something pretty, like a skirt for my daughter.  I did just buy a serger a few days ago that I have yet to crack open.   But I think I am going to use them.  Yes, use the hankies as hankies are supposed to be used - to blow your nose.  For many years now I have given up my addiction to paper towels and we only use rags.  Hankies would be a next step, since we are also planning on cloth diapers and wipes for the new baby (hence the purchase of the serger).  I just don't think I could ever go so far as to have cloth wipes for the bigger people instead of toilet paper.  Maybe in the very crunchy future...but not now.  And I promise not to offer a hankie to you - unless you really want to try....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-5728286194666634211?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/5728286194666634211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=5728286194666634211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/5728286194666634211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/5728286194666634211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/09/pain-prettys.html' title='Pain &amp; Prettys'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rv1tdZA9lUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/sB6iLodrSnA/s72-c/Screw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-5769769870649898597</id><published>2007-09-17T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:02.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PURPLE SOUP and other foood stories...</title><content type='html'>I never intended to make purple soup.  It was an accident.  I intended to make Corn Chowder - a typically "white" soup.  I wanted to use up some of the vegetables that have been sitting around my fridge from the UBC - CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) box that we get weekly.  Corn, nugget potatoes, patty pans, and carrots.  The carrots are to blame - they were purple carrots.  Corn, potatoes and zucchinis are pretty "white", so why didn't I think about what would happen if I added carrots?  I dye things.  I should know this.  Here is the soup:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Ru82xpFKhuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wpZhXebQgFs/s1600-h/Purple+Soup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Ru82xpFKhuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wpZhXebQgFs/s320/Purple+Soup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111364328557807330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may look funny, but it tasted soooo good.  Half a bottle of whipping cream will do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another funny food story.  My dear Miss B has never experienced conventional (i.e. non-organic) breakfast cereals.  We don't eat much cereal in this house, but when we do it is of the granola type.  But, being pregnant I craved rice crispy squares.  So off we went to the conventional grocery store to buy Rice Crispies and marshmallows.  We made the gooey delicious treats and ate them all (over a few days, mind you).  There happened to be about a 1/4 of the box left (I like my squares really marshmallowy) so I decided to have them for breakfast yesterday.  I surprised Miss B with the magical sounds of the "Snap Crackle Pop".  She was amazed so I offered her a taste by putting a large spoon full in front of her mouth.  She proceeded to BLOW all of the contents of the spoon on to the table and floor.  I screamed - in shock and fury.  What are you doing?????  She looked at me with a confused face and said "But they are hot!".  Oh. My. Goodness.  Miss B took the sounds of the milk on the cereal as being a boiling sound - she really thought the cereal was piping hot!  At that point we all cracked up.  Only an organic family can have a situation like this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-5769769870649898597?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/5769769870649898597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=5769769870649898597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/5769769870649898597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/5769769870649898597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/09/purple-soup-and-other-foood-stories.html' title='PURPLE SOUP and other foood stories...'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Ru82xpFKhuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wpZhXebQgFs/s72-c/Purple+Soup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-2937364208063852227</id><published>2007-09-05T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:02.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons</title><content type='html'>I realized today that it has been almost 2 months since I last posted.  It seems like 2 days.  I really don't remember the last three months.  Why, you ask?  I am pregnant and have been so incredibly sick.  Not pukey.  Just sea sick, all day.  Tired.  Cranky.  Brain dead.  I really don't remember what we did for the month of July.  No memories at all.  If I could just be a mother hen and sit on the couch all day I would be a happy camper.  Supposedly this will all end in a week or so when the first trimester is over.  Today is a really bad day, can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been knitting much.  A bonnet here and there.  Started some socks for Miss B.  I am even too tired to knit.  I never thought I'd say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start spinning again.  I have 4, 1.5 pound bags of grey corridale roving hanging out in my bedroom.  They stared out as stinky fleeces from a farmer friend in the Okanagan.  I sent them to the Island to be processed by a woman who has the proper machinery.  We made our summer traveling go in the direction of the wool.  Luckily, she saved the carding for when we arrived.  We got to see the 19th centrury machine do it's thing.  It was so beautiful to see the lumpy wool go in and come out in slinky roving.  Here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rt8rUWfcRiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Rl8SP0mexnM/s1600-h/Carding+Machine+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rt8rUWfcRiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Rl8SP0mexnM/s200/Carding+Machine+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106848131096266274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rt8rmmfcRjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MIRDdtfLBts/s1600-h/Carding+Machine+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rt8rmmfcRjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MIRDdtfLBts/s200/Carding+Machine+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106848444628878898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rt8r5mfcRkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lpXchYNTARo/s1600-h/Carding+Mahcine+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rt8r5mfcRkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lpXchYNTARo/s200/Carding+Mahcine+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106848771046393410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to do this job one day.  Play with fibre all day long.  Wash it, dry it, card it.  So simple, but so satisfying.  I didn't want to leave her workshop.  It was so much fun.  Thanks, Anna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news - I got into &lt;a href="https://www.ravelry.com/account/login"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;!  I haven't waited that long, but that is probably because I signed up early.   It seems like a great concept, but I need to explore it more.  I have trouble posting here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No back-to-school for us.  We are homeschooling.  Once I feel better I hope to get more of a routine going.  More projects. More posting. More creativity.  It is coming....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-2937364208063852227?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/2937364208063852227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=2937364208063852227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/2937364208063852227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/2937364208063852227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/09/reasons.html' title='Reasons'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rt8rUWfcRiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Rl8SP0mexnM/s72-c/Carding+Machine+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-8196874603563810448</id><published>2007-07-09T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:03.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up - and chickens...</title><content type='html'>I keep forgetting to blog.  I get so absorbed reading other blogs, and I run out of time to write on my own.  A lot of the time I feel so in awe of the creative people out there and their endless amazing projects.  My random projects seem so small - should I bother posting about them?  But I will!  I have to upload the photos to the computer more - I tend to leave there there for awhile.  I was also reading in the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Artists-10th-Anniversary-Julia-Cameron/dp/1585421464/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/701-7212534-7497114?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1184036713&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Artist's Way&lt;/a&gt; that people who edit themselves when they write (or type, I guess) will also limit themselves in their creativity.  It sounded alot like me.  I never kept journals because what I wrote was never "perfect".  I'd think too much about what I was writing in case someone read it.  My brain also tends to go about a million miles ahead of my hands.  Typing is better than writing, though.  I just need to let the ideas flow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I'd tell you all about our chickens.  Well, not our chickens - but &lt;a href="http://www.landfood.ubc.ca/ubcfarm/"&gt;UBC Farm&lt;/a&gt;'s chickens.  Miss B and I are volunteering our time once a week as Chicken Friends.  Our job is to feed and water the ladies, as well as collect, sterilize and package the eggs for UBC's Farm Market.  It is so much fun - a touch of the country in the middle of the city!  The air is so fresh there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with chickens last year at my mom's house in California.  That summer my mom let us pick out three chicks to replace a few that had been "taken" by an unknown animal.  We picked a white one, a red one and a brown one - Princess, Twink, and Chocolate respectively.  We held them and snuggled them.  This is what they looked like back then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RpL0d2N0eVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LWYk43HbN0c/s1600-h/Princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RpL0d2N0eVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LWYk43HbN0c/s200/Princess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085395722861574482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over our three week visit we watched them lose their fuzz and start to grow feathers.   They morphed into gawky teenagers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RpL1ZmN0eWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yGcxlsqFrB4/s1600-h/Princess+Teenager.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RpL1ZmN0eWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yGcxlsqFrB4/s200/Princess+Teenager.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085396749358758242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer we saw them again.  They are beautiful birds.  Princess is still the meany that she was when she was a baby.  She always pushes the others around to get the best food first.  Twink is super snuggly - she'll sit on your lap.  Oma always gives Chocolate the most treats, so she is a bit bigger than the rest.  They follow my mom around the garden as she works and they  get all the worms that she digs up.  They remember the area where their cage was kept when they were small and they always come back to that spot on the balcony to rest.  They are such smart birds - it makes me wonder why I eat chicken.  I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RpL4u2N0eYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7YjRDs14saw/s1600-h/Oma%27s+Chickens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RpL4u2N0eYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7YjRDs14saw/s200/Oma%27s+Chickens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085400412965861762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get our chicken fix at home we do our chicken duty.  The birds follow us around as we fill their feeders.  They watch us collect their eggs - always with full commentary.  They love to be patted and don't mind if you pick them up.  Miss B snuggles them and brings them fresh grass from outside the pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RpL4Q2N0eXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tqCX4qED-ac/s1600-h/UBC+Girlies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RpL4Q2N0eXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tqCX4qED-ac/s200/UBC+Girlies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085399897569786226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have never volunteered my time before.  This has been such a great experience for me and my B.  And it is great to know that the eggs we buy every second week are from really happy birds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-8196874603563810448?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/8196874603563810448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=8196874603563810448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/8196874603563810448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/8196874603563810448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/07/catch-up-and-chickens.html' title='Catch up - and chickens...'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RpL0d2N0eVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LWYk43HbN0c/s72-c/Princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-4360684301491767881</id><published>2007-05-17T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T15:44:08.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>tagged</title><content type='html'>I took a break.  I didn't mean to, I just forgot to blog for awhile.  Now I am back and I pledge to blog more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://cosymakes.wordpress.com/2007/05/17/ive-been-tagged/"&gt;cosy&lt;/a&gt;!  I find this so funny because I just sat down to renew my blogness with inspiration from &lt;a href="http://cosymakes.wordpress.com/2007/05/05/what-have-i-done/"&gt;another of cosy's posts&lt;/a&gt;.  So I'll do both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven random things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I started out my university degree with a major in English.  When I started my first year at Mt. A they required all students to have a quick look at all the faculties.  One of my stops was at an introduction to Art History.  Art History?  I never knew that a person could legitimately study art at university.  I fell in love and never looked back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't eat green, lime flavoured candies.  When I was 5, I stole the bottle of Flintstone vitamins and dealt them out to my brother and the neighbourhood kids.  I ate all the green ones.  We were taken to the hospital.  To this day, "green" candies turn my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I can't do somersaults.  Not at all.  Never have, and never will.  But I can do cartwheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am an Austrian citizen.  I speak basic German.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I wanted to grow up to be a veterinarian.  I even worked at an animal hospital when I was in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am still friends with one of my friends from Elementary School.  We met in Grade 3.  We have the same birthday.  We have been friends for over 20 years!  And for those who don't believe in astrology - she and I both have daughters, born 6 weeks apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have had 4 sets of braces.  The first ones at age 9 to pull back my Bugs Bunny front teeth.  The second set were right after the first and the straighted up everything else.  The third set was just after high school to realign everything in preparation for jaw surgery.  The last set was last year.  My front teeth were starting to move and I didn't want to end up like Bugs again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the second list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bold the things you have ever knit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Italics the ones you plan to do sometime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave the rest&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Afghan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I-cord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Garter stitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knitting with metal wire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shawl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stockinette stitch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Socks: top-down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socks: toe-up&lt;br /&gt;Knitting with camel yarn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Mittens: Cuff-up&lt;br /&gt;Mittens: Tip-down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hat&lt;br /&gt;Knitting with silk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moebius band knitting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Participating in a KAL&lt;br /&gt;Sweater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Drop stitch patterns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting with recycled/secondhand yarn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Slip stitch patterns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Knitting with banana fibre yarn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domino Knitting (modular knitting)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Twisted stitch patterns&lt;br /&gt;Knitting with bamboo yarn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two end knitting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Charity knitting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting with soy yarn&lt;br /&gt;Cardigan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toy/doll clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting with circular needles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby items&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting with your own handspun yarn&lt;br /&gt;Slippers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graffiti knitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Continental knitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designing knitted garments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cable stitch patterns (incl. Aran)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lace patterns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publish a knitting book&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scarf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Teaching a child to knit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;American/English knitting (as opposed to continental)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting to make money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Button holes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting with alpaca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fair Isle knitting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Norwegian knitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dying with plant colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Knitting items for a wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Household items (dishcloths, washcloths, tea cosies…)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting socks (or other small tubular items)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Knitting with someone else’s handspun yarn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting with dpns&lt;br /&gt;Holiday related knitting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teaching a male how to knit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bobbles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knitting for a living&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting with cotton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knitting smocking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dying yarn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knitting art&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Knitting two socks on two circulars simultaneously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fulling/felting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting with wool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Textured knitting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kitchener BO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Purses/bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knitting with beads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Swatching&lt;br /&gt;Entrelac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Long Tail CO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knitting and purling backwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Machine knitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting with self patterning/self striping/variegating yarn&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed Toys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby items&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting with cashmere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Darning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Jewelry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting with synthetic yarn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Writing a pattern&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intarsia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Knitting with linen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knitting for preemies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tubular CO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Freeform knitting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Short rows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuffs/fingerless mits/armwarmers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pillows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting a pattern from an online knitting magazine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Rug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Knitting on a loom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thrummed knitting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting a gift&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knitting for pets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shrug/bolero/poncho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knitting with dog/cat hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair accessories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting in public&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Phew...that is a long list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-4360684301491767881?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/4360684301491767881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=4360684301491767881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/4360684301491767881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/4360684301491767881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged.html' title='tagged'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-5904604793073426782</id><published>2007-03-30T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T10:23:37.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Forward</title><content type='html'>I quit my job!  It feels so good to finally be done with a job that was not my true calling.  What did I do, you ask?  I was doing food photography for a local organic grocery store.  I had done wedding photography a long time ago, and some artwork photography at my pre-baby job.  The food photography came up at a time when we were consolidating debt and it was a great opportunity to make some extra money to pay off the debt.  I have been doing it for two years now.  Over those two years I have fallen in love with fibre arts.  I could spend all my days with wool and fabric; sewing, knitting and spinning.  It started small at first - I picked up knitting.  Then I learned how to spin and dye.  Sewing has always been a favorite (I won an award for it in high school, but I never took the hint and pursued fibre arts as a career).  I have been collecting stuffed sheep from long before I knew how to knit - I always knew it was in my destiny to care for some of the darling animals.  So now it is time to move forward.  I am so happy to take the W out of WAHM and be a true SAHM or can I amend it to be AAHM (Artist At Home Mom).  I can be creative and not worry about guidelines.  Yay!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-5904604793073426782?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/5904604793073426782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=5904604793073426782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/5904604793073426782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/5904604793073426782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/03/moving-forward.html' title='Moving Forward'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-7891649511608964967</id><published>2007-03-20T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:03.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Santa Project</title><content type='html'>Last Christmas I participated in the CanSpin Secret Santa exchange.  I have never done one before and I found it to be lots of fun.  My Santa sent me a box full of samples of different kinds of fibres.  I finally got the nerve up to spin them on the weekend.  Each fibre was unique to spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I spun up the Navaho Churro roving.  Donkey, non?  I thought I'd take a risk on the weirdest one.  It is the first time I have spun a naturally dark fibre.  It was a dream to spin.  Soft, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Llama was in a batt - not combed or washed.  I found it frustrating at first because my fingers were turning black from the dirt and there were tones of earthly matter attached.  Some of the hay fell out as I spun, some fell out when I washed it and I picked out as much as I could when I balled it up.  My carpet looked like a barn.  The fibres pulled from all directions when I was spinning so the yarn ended up with lots of slubs.  I loved the final product, though.  Once washed, the caramel colours showed through and it is incredibly soft. See photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RgAvrrwz0eI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TLfFh4jUb-A/s1600-h/Llama.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RgAvrrwz0eI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TLfFh4jUb-A/s320/Llama.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044084010183283170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next I did the soy and mulberry silks.  Not my favorite.  They are slippery and shiny.  Once washed, they were stiff.  They feel very "plant-y" - like linen.  I think I will stick to animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saved the best for last - tiny bags of cashmere and baby camel down rovings.  Both were not that easy to spin, but felt so soft to the touch.  The cashmere is is warm grey colour and the camel is, well, camel coloured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last bag of goodies - green cotton.  It scared me.  I remembered from my spinning class that cotton has a very short staple (short fibres) so it makes it very difficult to spin.  It was.  It kept falling apart.  So I gave up on it and have saved it for another project - maybe stuffing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now all of these fibres are spun, washed, dried and balled.  Ready for a project.  I am thinking that a scarf would be fun.  All the fibres to show and tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Santa, wherever you are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-7891649511608964967?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/7891649511608964967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=7891649511608964967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/7891649511608964967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/7891649511608964967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/03/secret-santa-project.html' title='Secret Santa Project'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RgAvrrwz0eI/AAAAAAAAAD8/TLfFh4jUb-A/s72-c/Llama.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-4376362508608496582</id><published>2007-03-16T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:03.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><title type='text'>Coffee &amp;  Wine</title><content type='html'>Well, grapes, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been making smoothies for breakfast lately.  We used up all the blueberries in our freezer, but found some frozen concord grapes hiding underneath them.   They reminded me of the organic concord grape popsicles that stain B's teeth and tongue.  So why not wool?  I boiled up the grapes and smashed them to smithereens.  I soaked only half the skein in the pot.  I really like the purple!  The other colour came from coffee.  I was hoping for a darker chocolate brown, but this caramel colour is nice too.  So many non-toxic things to dye with!  I must find more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rfr9jYShBzI/AAAAAAAAADk/6L68oud-9U8/s1600-h/Coffee+%26+Grapes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rfr9jYShBzI/AAAAAAAAADk/6L68oud-9U8/s320/Coffee+%26+Grapes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042621517052053298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This skein of mohair soaked in the leftover grape juice and turned a very light shade of lilac.  Very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rfr-FoShB1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/yTCplYyErKw/s1600-h/Lilac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rfr-FoShB1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/yTCplYyErKw/s320/Lilac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042622105462572882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-4376362508608496582?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/4376362508608496582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=4376362508608496582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/4376362508608496582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/4376362508608496582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/03/coffee-wine.html' title='Coffee &amp;  Wine'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Rfr9jYShBzI/AAAAAAAAADk/6L68oud-9U8/s72-c/Coffee+%26+Grapes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-5020430504262744173</id><published>2007-03-09T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:04.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handspun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><title type='text'>Beets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfHlhIShByI/AAAAAAAAADc/a3P-CjO6Xok/s1600-h/Beet+Dyed2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfHlhIShByI/AAAAAAAAADc/a3P-CjO6Xok/s400/Beet+Dyed2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040061815327885090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did some experimenting last night.  I had spun and plyed the wool last week and had it sitting around, waiting for inspiration.  The beets I cooked for dinner left a beautiful red soup that called for wool.  I added some vinegar.  I added the wool.  And this is what appeared.  The top skein was natural.  The bottom skein was light green (previously dyed with kool-aid, but not all that attractive).  I like the results, but I thought the colours would be brighter.  I envisioned reds and purples, not peach.  I'll have to do some research to find out what else needs to be added to the mix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-5020430504262744173?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/5020430504262744173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=5020430504262744173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/5020430504262744173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/5020430504262744173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/03/beets.html' title='Beets'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfHlhIShByI/AAAAAAAAADc/a3P-CjO6Xok/s72-c/Beet+Dyed2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-7254636284075527126</id><published>2007-03-08T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:04.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Knitting Bag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfChn9HKjTI/AAAAAAAAADU/5ut-7ntZnbE/s1600-h/My+Knitting+Bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfChn9HKjTI/AAAAAAAAADU/5ut-7ntZnbE/s320/My+Knitting+Bag.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039705690819169586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my knitting bag.  It is an ancient doctor's bag.  My Oma gave it to my a long time ago.  It is in such good condition.  It had been in storage - i was saving it for something special.  I have slowly realized that there is no time like today.  Carpe Diem.  Why hide it away.  it must be used.  And since it holds itself open, it makes a great knitting bag.  What do you use to carry your projects around?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-7254636284075527126?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/7254636284075527126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=7254636284075527126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/7254636284075527126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/7254636284075527126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-knitting-bag.html' title='My Knitting Bag'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfChn9HKjTI/AAAAAAAAADU/5ut-7ntZnbE/s72-c/My+Knitting+Bag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-7039276677981639877</id><published>2007-03-08T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:04.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An actual WIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfCgmdHKjSI/AAAAAAAAADM/u0hWS_ez7EA/s1600-h/Purple+%26+Green+Socks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfCgmdHKjSI/AAAAAAAAADM/u0hWS_ez7EA/s320/Purple+%26+Green+Socks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039704565537738018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this photo at B's class last week.  I have started my third pair of socks!  I love the two-up pattern from &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEsummer06/PATTuniversalsock.html"&gt;knitty&lt;/a&gt;.  I like that the toe and the heel look like real socks.  The heal flap that I have seen on other socks looks so "home-made".  Too clunky.  This pattern taught me how to do short rows.  It was tricky at first, but now, at the third pair I have finally got the hang of it and I don't have holes at the joins.  I really like the colour-way of this wool, but I was hoping that the stripes would be thicker, like at the toe.  I must dye my own!  It has to be cheaper too.  $12 per sock.  It seems obscene to pay that much for one sock - plus all the work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-7039276677981639877?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/7039276677981639877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=7039276677981639877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/7039276677981639877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/7039276677981639877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/03/actual-wip.html' title='An actual WIP'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfCgmdHKjSI/AAAAAAAAADM/u0hWS_ez7EA/s72-c/Purple+%26+Green+Socks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-1552074069052194012</id><published>2007-03-08T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:06.187-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handspun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Birthday Kitten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBPHtHKjRI/AAAAAAAAADE/odaTJ4aEHAE/s1600-h/Naked+Kitty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBPHtHKjRI/AAAAAAAAADE/odaTJ4aEHAE/s320/Naked+Kitty.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039614976814910738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In trying to be a "good" natural parent I decided to make B's 4th birthday present.  She has been begging for a real white kitten so I thought I'd make her a knit one.  I started just after Christmas so that I'd have lots of time to make the kitten and a whole wardrobe of clothes.  You see, she does not like dolls, but she loves animals.  I thought that if I made clothes for it she might get the idea of taking care of a "baby".  The kitten pattern came from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Knit-Together-Patterns-Stories-Knitting/dp/1584795344/ref=pd_bbs_1/002-0256609-3656844?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1173374851&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;this book&lt;/a&gt;.  The pattern is for a mouse, but I modified the ears to make it a cat.  Some of the clothes came from there (although those clothes didn't fit as well as the ones I made from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Toys-Knit-Patterns-Heirloom-Accessories/dp/030733659X/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/002-0256609-3656844?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1173374908&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;these patterns&lt;/a&gt;).  I was so happy knitting all of these cute miniature clothes.  It was great to use up all sorts of small balls of hand spun and hand dyed wool. Here are some of the clothes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBJOdHKjEI/AAAAAAAAABc/UNkfJAAvvmc/s1600-h/Rainbow+Skirt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 111px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBJOdHKjEI/AAAAAAAAABc/UNkfJAAvvmc/s200/Rainbow+Skirt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039608495709260866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBJiNHKjFI/AAAAAAAAABk/XjSEciLdMzc/s1600-h/Ruffle+Shorts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 109px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBJiNHKjFI/AAAAAAAAABk/XjSEciLdMzc/s200/Ruffle+Shorts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039608835011677266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBKt9HKjII/AAAAAAAAAB8/dNQvoa7nHKA/s1600-h/Bikini.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBKt9HKjII/AAAAAAAAAB8/dNQvoa7nHKA/s200/Bikini.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039610136386768002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBMQ9HKjMI/AAAAAAAAACc/nKunxNhyXkA/s1600-h/Smock3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBMQ9HKjMI/AAAAAAAAACc/nKunxNhyXkA/s200/Smock3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039611837193817282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBLgdHKjKI/AAAAAAAAACM/uFTExrPIpoQ/s1600-h/Blue+Skirt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBLgdHKjKI/AAAAAAAAACM/uFTExrPIpoQ/s200/Blue+Skirt2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039611003970161826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBNT9HKjOI/AAAAAAAAACs/hb8JVgHCe28/s1600-h/Pink+vest+and+Rainbow+Skirt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 108px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBNT9HKjOI/AAAAAAAAACs/hb8JVgHCe28/s200/Pink+vest+and+Rainbow+Skirt3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039612988245052642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBOBdHKjPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jik6hnULZe4/s1600-h/Winter+Coat3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBOBdHKjPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/jik6hnULZe4/s200/Winter+Coat3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039613769929100530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBMo9HKjNI/AAAAAAAAACk/rALt506MifU/s1600-h/Pastel+Skirt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBMo9HKjNI/AAAAAAAAACk/rALt506MifU/s200/Pastel+Skirt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039612249510677714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after all the hard work and love put into the gift - she didn't like it.  She liked the clothes, and she uses them on all her other animals.  But she doesn't like the kitten.  It broke my heart.  I ended up putting the kitten away with the beautiful Waldorf Doll I made her for her 1st birthday.  Maybe she'll ask for it one day.  Maybe she won't and it will be there for another child who will love it as much as I do.   At least the clothes are getting used.  Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-1552074069052194012?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/1552074069052194012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=1552074069052194012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/1552074069052194012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/1552074069052194012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/03/birthday-kitten.html' title='Birthday Kitten'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/RfBPHtHKjRI/AAAAAAAAADE/odaTJ4aEHAE/s72-c/Naked+Kitty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-2965110156456877868</id><published>2007-03-07T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:06.316-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hat'/><title type='text'>Bonnets</title><content type='html'>My new addiction (knit-wise) is baby bonnets.  They are quick easy knits  - something I need when I am knitting outside with constant interruptions from inquiring minds.  I am hoping to knit enough that I can sell them on etsy when I eventually get a store up and running.  I knit the first one with a badly dyed yarn (from the dye class).  It was supposed to be rainbow, but the colour red didn't show up except for a few very light pinky/peachy spots.  UGLY, but perfect for trying out a new pattern.  The trial worked out so I decided to over-dye the whole thing with blue, hoping that the pinks would turn purple.  Yes, I know I should be more scientific about dyeing, but I am a wing-it kind of gal.  The Blues got bluer and the yellows turned green.  The pinks disappeared.  A very cute baby boy bonnet indeed.  Before and after shots are below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re-Fv9HKjAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/w-0nDkCHO9Y/s1600-h/First+Bonnet+%28before%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re-Fv9HKjAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/w-0nDkCHO9Y/s200/First+Bonnet+%28before%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039393566955834370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re-GXdHKjCI/AAAAAAAAABM/-7u2UO6w0-Q/s1600-h/First+Bonnet+Redye1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re-GXdHKjCI/AAAAAAAAABM/-7u2UO6w0-Q/s200/First+Bonnet+Redye1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039394245560667170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-2965110156456877868?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/2965110156456877868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=2965110156456877868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/2965110156456877868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/2965110156456877868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/03/bonnets.html' title='Bonnets'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re-Fv9HKjAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/w-0nDkCHO9Y/s72-c/First+Bonnet+%28before%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-6830654782221666638</id><published>2007-03-07T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:06.455-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handspun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fingerless mittens'/><title type='text'>Fingerless Mitts DO NOT WORK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re-Dh9HKi_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/NmjclWiyRJ4/s1600-h/Fingerless+Mitt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re-Dh9HKi_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/NmjclWiyRJ4/s320/Fingerless+Mitt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039391127414410226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always skeptical of fingerless mittens.  How could they keep your whole hand warm if your fingers were not covered?  Then I read a few blogs where the people swore that fingerless mitts kept your hands warm enough that the fingers stayed warm too.  I have been knitting outside a lot at B's Waldorf class because she hates playing outside there (She claims that it is too boring because it has no swings and will only play outside if I am outside too).  But my hands get cold.  I have long skinny fingers as shown in this &lt;a href="http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/11/hazards-of-job.html"&gt;photo&lt;/a&gt;.  There may be mild winters here in Vancouver, but my skinny fingers turn purple very easily.  Anyway, I though that fingerless mitts would be the answer.  I found a &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEsummer06/PATTfetching.html"&gt;cute pattern&lt;/a&gt;.  I attempted and loved my first cables.  The colours are gorgeous!  BUT THEY DON'T WORK!  My finger nails still turn purple.  So much for knitting outside.  Thank goodness Spring is almost here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-6830654782221666638?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/6830654782221666638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=6830654782221666638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/6830654782221666638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/6830654782221666638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/03/fingerless-mitts-do-not-work.html' title='Fingerless Mitts DO NOT WORK!'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re-Dh9HKi_I/AAAAAAAAAA0/NmjclWiyRJ4/s72-c/Fingerless+Mitt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-6256042089069715671</id><published>2007-03-07T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:06.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handspun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playsilk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Long Lost Chickens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re-AetHKi-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/T_ln1bR7M-Q/s1600-h/Chickens.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re-AetHKi-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/T_ln1bR7M-Q/s320/Chickens.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039387773044952034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knit these chickens about a year ago.  B's Waldorf Parent &amp; Tot class had them.  When I realized how simple they were - just a knit square - I had to make some.  I had some hand-spun wool from my spinning class that I took to my dye class.  Well, the colours were odd and the balls were small, so the odd balls became the chickens.  Notice the playsilk?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-6256042089069715671?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/6256042089069715671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=6256042089069715671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/6256042089069715671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/6256042089069715671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-lost-chickens.html' title='Long Lost Chickens'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re-AetHKi-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/T_ln1bR7M-Q/s72-c/Chickens.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-864315243415491437</id><published>2007-03-07T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:51:07.005-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handspun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'>Shorn</title><content type='html'>I had my hair cut.  A lot of it.  I am actually very happy.  It was so long and heavy and I had it tied up all the time anyway.  I asked the guy to make sure to keep it long enough to make small pony tails.  His logic was that if you are going to put it up, you might as well cut it off.  So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re9929HKi6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JEfiHJUBTzI/s1600-h/Shorn1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re9929HKi6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JEfiHJUBTzI/s320/Shorn1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039384891121896354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the hair-guy to keep all the hair.  It is a big pile that I hope to spin.  Yes, I know it will have a rope-like texture.  But I have heard many a story of spinners spinning hair.  Now I need to figure out if I have to comb it or if I can just grab pieces and go for it.  Maybe it should be mixed with some wool to hold it together.  But I don't have a drum carder.  Oh well, I'll just have to jump in and try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re9_b9HKi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/mLeS4oz_J1M/s1600-h/Hair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re9_b9HKi9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/mLeS4oz_J1M/s320/Hair.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039386626288683986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-864315243415491437?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/864315243415491437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=864315243415491437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/864315243415491437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/864315243415491437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/03/shorn.html' title='Shorn'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0UZp_QVf8I/Re9929HKi6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/JEfiHJUBTzI/s72-c/Shorn1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-117210733183194036</id><published>2007-02-21T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:24:02.277-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playsilk'/><title type='text'>One more (almost) Christmas thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/1600/376369/Playsilks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/320/671142/Playsilks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to dye some playsilks for B for Christmas.  I ordered them from Dharma Trading and had them sent to my mom's house in California so she could bring them with her when she visited us in early December.  Well, they missed her by a day and so she couldn't mail them to us until she got home a week later.  Then hit the Christmas mail rush and they didn't show up until long after Christmas.  So I thought it would be a fun project for B and me to dye them together.  She picked out the colours (kool-aid) and I dyed them.  We did one for each colour of the rainbow.  Some of them turned out a bit blotchy - but it was a first try so I think they turned out great.  She uses them for so many things - blankets, costumes, landscapes.  Playsilks are a great thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also tried making an enormous rainbow striped silk - but the colours turned out faded in areas and concentrated in others.  I wasn't impressed with how it turned out- but she still likes it.  I can't figure out how to dye such a large piece of silk in stripes.  I must try again some day when I have an outdoor space to splatter with dye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-117210733183194036?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/117210733183194036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=117210733183194036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/117210733183194036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/117210733183194036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-more-almost-christmas-thing.html' title='One more (almost) Christmas thing...'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-117210678410563014</id><published>2007-02-21T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:24:33.277-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handspun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scarf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='needle felting'/><title type='text'>Another Christmas Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/1600/485126/Jennifer%20Scarf4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/320/982195/Jennifer%20Scarf4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This I made for a dear friend who is a scarf addict.  The end bits are hand spun and dyed.  The rest of the scarf is some ancient pink mohair (doubled).  The flower on the end is kool-aid dyed and needle felted.  Very cute, I think.  I hope it is keeping you warm in that big blanket of snow Jennifer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-117210678410563014?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/117210678410563014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=117210678410563014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/117210678410563014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/117210678410563014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-christmas-present.html' title='Another Christmas Present'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-117210648140754204</id><published>2007-02-21T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T11:31:32.297-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slippers'/><title type='text'>B's Christmas Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/1600/306591/Fuzzy%20Slippers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/320/952226/Fuzzy%20Slippers2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B picked out this yarn so long ago and I finally got down to making the slippers for her for Christmas.  They were a big hit.  The pattern is the same as the &lt;a href="http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_oolawoola_archive.html"&gt;mini felted ones&lt;/a&gt; I made for my niece.  I was surprised how thick they ended up. They are a bit big, but the ribbon can pull tight to keep the slippers on.  One of her teachers thinks that they look like pink porcupines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-117210648140754204?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/117210648140754204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=117210648140754204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/117210648140754204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/117210648140754204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/02/bs-christmas-present.html' title='B&apos;s Christmas Present'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-117028930814310876</id><published>2007-01-31T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T11:32:16.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handspun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art yarn'/><title type='text'>My First Art Yarn</title><content type='html'>For Christmas my mom bought me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/1600/432690/handspunrevolution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/200/697513/handspunrevolution.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I first heard about &lt;a href="http://www.pluckyfluff.com/"&gt;Lexi&lt;/a&gt; at my spinning class.  My very traditional teacher used her as an example of the many possibilities of what you can create with a spinning wheel.   But she wouldn't show us the techniques - too strange for her tastes.   Pluckyfluff had a place in the back of my mind until my last visit with my mom who lives in Placerville, CA.   I visited the &lt;a href="http://www.knit.us/"&gt;local yarn shop&lt;/a&gt; in search of some parts for my spinning wheel.  I saw the book and it reminded me of the reference in my spinning class a few months before.  The women working in the shop noticed me looking at the book and told me that Pluckyfluff lived down the street.  Excuse me?!?!?  The enigma of a spinner lived in Placerville?  She also told me her family owned the winery on the hill.  I knew the winery so I hopped in my car and went into the tasting room.  No one there knew where she was so I left a message.  I got in contact with her later that day and made an date to see her spin.  I was so excited to learn all about the rouge ideas that my teacher dismissed.  When I met her I was shocked - she is the same age as me, and has two kids - a daughter the same age as mine!  I watched her spin some sushi yarn and was totally inspired.  I could do this!  So, my mom got me the book - and even had her sign it (how embarrassing - but sweet).  And this is my first attempt at art yarn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/1600/616685/artyarn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/320/221354/artyarn2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has coils and wrapped-up knots and stick-out squiggly things.  It is soooo against all I learned in my first class, but I loved it!  I can't wait to knit something out of it to see how it looks in action.  Lexi also made me think about some of the first spun yarn I made on my own wheel at home (I had put all the bad spins in a bag to use as stuffing for animals or something).  She talks about how no yarn is bad.  Everything is unique and beautiful.  Every bump and lump is meant to be.  It is hard to remember this when you are first taught to spin straight and narrow.  So I untangled some of the crappy stuff and it really is great!  It has character.  Thanks Lexi!  I really appreciate your work and how it has changed my view on "craft".  I'll have to look you up again when I come to Placerville this summer.  Happy spinning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-117028930814310876?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/117028930814310876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=117028930814310876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/117028930814310876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/117028930814310876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-first-art-yarn.html' title='My First Art Yarn'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-117028601933584277</id><published>2007-01-31T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T11:34:29.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='needle felting'/><title type='text'>Tiger Tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/1600/136465/Tiger%20Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/8106/1474/320/911750/Tiger%20Family.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another birthday gift.  B's friend M loves tigers.  So we got him tigers.  But tigers need a home so I dyed and wet/needle felted a habitat for them.  They needed a pond to drink from and a bit of greens to munch.  And of course a cave.  I hope they like their new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been all that great at blogging lately.  I get too caught up in reading other people's blogs.  Other people seem so much more crafty and prolific.  So much more interesting.  I wish I knew how those other moms do it - two or more kids and they still create so many wonderful things.  I really have to just do it.  Not worry about what other people think and just type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go back and photograph the gifts I made for B for Christmas.  Right now I am working on a big project for her birthday which is in a few weeks.  Photographing it will be tough as I don't want to let the cat out of the bag (literally) before the big day.  And she happens to be around all day long when the great sunlight is too.  I'll have to set up my lights and dress up the meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...in the works in an oolawoola logo.  A very talented friend is drawing an amazing logo for me.  Maybe that is holding me back.   To me the blog doesn't seem official until it has a pretty design up top.  Silly, but a mental block is a mental block.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-117028601933584277?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/117028601933584277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=117028601933584277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/117028601933584277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/117028601933584277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2007/01/tiger-tales.html' title='Tiger Tales'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116469933668084443</id><published>2006-11-27T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:29:57.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitalong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hat'/><title type='text'>Meatheads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/Meathead%20Small.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/200/Meathead%20Small.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/Meathead%20Large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/200/Meathead%20Large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lovely name.  This is my first knitalong, and I can't wait to do more.  I used some wool that I have had sitting around for ages, but didn't know what to do with.  This pattern called for a super bulky yarn that is used doubled up so the Padraig yarn worked well.  Very thick to knit.  Super warm to wear.  B calls them elf hats, and today we made the rainbow one into a princess hat by pinning a silk scarf to the top.  I'll have to post a picture of what they look like on - flat photos do not do them justice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116469933668084443?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116469933668084443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116469933668084443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116469933668084443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116469933668084443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/11/meatheads.html' title='Meatheads'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116469868507310625</id><published>2006-11-27T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:30:11.130-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freehand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Freehand Hedgehog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/Hedgie%20side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/Hedgie%20side.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/Hedgie%20front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/Hedgie%20front.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hedgehog came out of a request from one of B's teachers.  She had a similar one that a parent made 15 years ago.  I thought it was cute and told her I'd try to recreate it.  It was so easy to do and was made up in two evenings.  The knotted quills took longer than knitting the whole thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116469868507310625?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116469868507310625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116469868507310625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116469868507310625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116469868507310625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/11/freehand-hedgehog.html' title='Freehand Hedgehog'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116469819604130992</id><published>2006-11-27T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:27:09.467-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handspun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snb'/><title type='text'>The SNB Capelet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/Capelette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/Capelette.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved knitting this capelet, even though it was my first attempt at lace.  Knitted lace is so amazing in that the odd instructions turn out to be a lovely pattern in the end.   But I guess that is true for all knitted projects, non?  It is frustrating at first.  It took awhile to get the sequence under control.  I used some beautiful handspun Shades of Narnia wool.  Luckily I had just enough to finish the whole pattern.  I wish I had made it a few sections longer, but ther ewas no more yarn.  It was perfect as a cover-up for my borther's wedding in August.  It was one of those freak August days were it rained, and up on the mountain where he got married it was foggy and freezing cold.  My spidery capelet kept me snug and warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love the model?  I do not have any wedding photos of me wearing it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116469819604130992?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116469819604130992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116469819604130992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116469819604130992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116469819604130992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/11/snb-capelet.html' title='The SNB Capelet'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116469756722312180</id><published>2006-11-27T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:30:30.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Knitted Kitten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/Kitten%20Front%20View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/Kitten%20Front%20View.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More cats, I know...  This was knitted to silence B who is constantly asking me to knit her something.  It was really simple - just two rectangles, and an i-cord tail.   I did it awhile ago, but just found it in her stash of animals.  I'll have to make more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116469756722312180?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116469756722312180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116469756722312180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116469756722312180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116469756722312180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/11/knitted-kitten.html' title='Knitted Kitten'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116320089122794187</id><published>2006-11-10T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:28:39.963-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Button Clips</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/clips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/clips.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some cutie clips I made for B's friend's birthday.  I am so in love with these - it was hard to part with them.  I think they'd make great items to sell - what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116320089122794187?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116320089122794187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116320089122794187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116320089122794187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116320089122794187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/11/button-clips.html' title='Button Clips'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116320057612142954</id><published>2006-11-10T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:29:12.557-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><title type='text'>Hazards of the Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/IMG_1125.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/200/IMG_1125.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/IMG_1124.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/200/IMG_1124.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found a beautiful dress with the price tags still on in our co-op's "share pile", but it was an non-colour of boring beige.  Luckily the tag (in Polish) read that it was part cotton and part nylon. The dyer in me jumped for joy.  So I broke out the dyes and decided on a light fushia.  I made an immersion bath and plunged the presoaked dress in.  All was going well - I didn't splash and the dress was absorbing the colour in a way that was better than I had imagined.  The disaster happened when I took my gloves off.  Two fingers must have had small holes because I had two fushia fingers.  It took about a week to wear off.  Here is a photo a day after the damage.  I'll have to photograph the dress later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...I got a new camera.  I had two digital cameras, one for my professional photography work and one portable one that died on the Italy trip a few months ago.  The camera people said that there was goo inside that glued the lens inside and the cost to fix it was close enough to the cost of a new camera.  The new camera is waterprooof - we can take it swimming in the summer.  And no more goo can make it into the lens as it is sealed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116320057612142954?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116320057612142954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116320057612142954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116320057612142954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116320057612142954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/11/hazards-of-job.html' title='Hazards of the Job'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116199105385554459</id><published>2006-10-27T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:31:37.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freehand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Newborn Hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/IMG_0737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/IMG_0737.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hat for a pre-school friend's new baby brother.  It is knit with thrifted wool, hand dyed with kool-aid.  It is quite itchy so I lined it with organic bamboo fabric.  It is super tiny so lets hope the newborn has a tiny head.  Yay for babies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116199105385554459?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116199105385554459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116199105385554459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116199105385554459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116199105385554459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/10/newborn-hat.html' title='Newborn Hat'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116077519218172387</id><published>2006-10-13T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:31:20.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freehand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Kitten Hat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/IMG_0285.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/IMG_0285.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B's Preschool requires a warm hat on cool days.  My daughter requires "pink" and "bows" on almost everything she wears.  I hope this fits all requirements and she actually wears it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116077519218172387?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116077519218172387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116077519218172387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116077519218172387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116077519218172387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/10/kitten-hat.html' title='Kitten Hat'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116077474998588326</id><published>2006-10-13T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:32:13.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handspun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freehand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hat'/><title type='text'>Corny Mama Cat Hat</title><content type='html'>This is my Mama Cat Hat.  I made it extra long to cover my ears.  It is knit with hand spun Ingeo plied with a merino/silk blend.  I wore it today to my daughter's preschool in hopes of inspiring her to wear the required winter hat.  The other kids seemed to like it - I guess they are not used to adults wearing fun hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/IMG_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/IMG_0325.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/IMG_0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/200/IMG_0323.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a close-up of what the Ingeo looks like when it is plied with merino/silk and knit.  The spun corn on its own looks like&lt;a href="http://http//oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/10/corny.html"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HP_ADM%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116077474998588326?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116077474998588326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116077474998588326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116077474998588326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116077474998588326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/10/corny-mama-cat-hat.html' title='Corny Mama Cat Hat'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116027363134864581</id><published>2006-10-07T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:32:47.085-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freehand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handdyed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='needle felting'/><title type='text'>Birthday Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/IMGP4134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/IMGP4134.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hat began as a white skein of yarn. It was given to my favorite neighbour for her 12th birthday - with the clause that we would dye the wool (with kool-aid) and I would knit it into a hat for her.   The original colours she picked were pink, white and green; but then we decided to experiment and poured blue over the whole thing.  It was great - some of the pinks turned purple, some of the green turned turquoise and the white turned blue.  The pattern was a simple ribbed toque, but shortened becasue she didn't want it to touch her ears - a scull cap of sorts.  And a needle felted flower as a finishing touch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116027363134864581?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116027363134864581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116027363134864581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116027363134864581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116027363134864581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/10/birthday-gift.html' title='Birthday Gift'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116027315291049229</id><published>2006-10-07T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:33:04.025-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handspun'/><title type='text'>Corny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/IMGP2991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/IMGP2991.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew you could spin corn?  I bought the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ingeo"&gt;Ingeo&lt;/a&gt; fleece at the Fibre Fair, but took awhile to spin it as it scared me.   I am new at the spinning thing and had only spun wool.  When I finally did it I was surprised how easy it was to spin.  I am sad that it can't be dyed.  It is VERY white.  Almost too white and shiny to go with anything.  I ended up plying it with a merino/silk blend that was mostly white with a bit of blue, green and pink.  I forgot to take photos of the final product, but I knit it into a hat for myself for this winter.  I'll have to photogrpah the hat soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116027315291049229?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116027315291049229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116027315291049229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116027315291049229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116027315291049229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/10/corny.html' title='Corny'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-116027246726952443</id><published>2006-10-07T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:33:29.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='needle felting'/><title type='text'>Kermit Purse</title><content type='html'>So it has been awhile since I last posted.  It will take me awhile to get into the groove of blogging.   Now I will update all of my summer projects....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/IMGP3225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/IMGP3225.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/IMGP3224.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/IMGP3224.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a lovely purse I knit with really chuncky wool bought on sale at The Thread Bear in North vancouver.  It is Kermit green with a rainbow thread running through it.  It begged to be knit into a purse.  The pattern is from a book I can't remember, but I had to alter the pattern to fit the amout of yarn I had anyway.  I needle felted a flower from some rovings I dyed with kool-aid.  But it was too warm to use in the summer.  Thank goodness it is fall now. I think it will be my new knitting bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-116027246726952443?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/116027246726952443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=116027246726952443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116027246726952443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/116027246726952443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/10/kermit-purse.html' title='Kermit Purse'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-114896613169194417</id><published>2006-05-29T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:33:59.109-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Booties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/1600/IMG_7285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8106/1474/320/IMG_7285.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my first real post.  I only have one photo handy to display.  Finished booties - destined for Aby, my first neice.  They are made out of handspun wool dyed by Shades of Narnia.  I knit them up and wet felted them in the sink.  I added the bows becasue they didn't seem like they'd stay on wiggly baby feet without them.  Welcome to the family Aby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-114896613169194417?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/114896613169194417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=114896613169194417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/114896613169194417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/114896613169194417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/05/booties.html' title='Booties'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28965733.post-114896501135656098</id><published>2006-05-29T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:23:38.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ta da!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28965733-114896501135656098?l=oolawoola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/feeds/114896501135656098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28965733&amp;postID=114896501135656098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/114896501135656098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28965733/posts/default/114896501135656098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oolawoola.blogspot.com/2006/05/ta-da.html' title='ta da!'/><author><name>oolawoola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07091723671073936705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
