This passed Sunday my girlfriends and I had a fun filled evening with junk food, scary movies, knives and glitter paint. The girls painted and carved while I got it into my head to create a pumpkin masterpiece. I don’t know why… I might be a masochist. Next year I’m going back to the old triangle standard of pumpkin decorating, its quick and painless. It took me something like 8 hours to finish this bad boy, but I eventually did and I’m quite satisfied with the result. Even if the process was kind of the devil.
Maybe it was more like 5 hours, I stopped in the middle to crochet my friends some little pumpkins and to have pizza in front of the TV. It was a lovely evening.
The sad ending is that my pumpkin didn’t survive the week. It withered and crumbled into itself and I had to throw him away last night, I blame the unseasonably warm weather we’ve been having. Maybe next year I’ll try my hand at painting a pumpkin, or perhaps I’ll go a step further and buy a plastic pumpkin to paint… hmm. I don’t know. At least I have a picture to remember you friend, my last pumpkin… ever.
(Probably not ever)
I didn’t immediately love this song, it was a grower. Once it did grow though, I was smitten. Also, I really love when I can bookend these years with a female artist. I want Riley to have positive female role models.
I absolutely love Bat For Lashes, I impatiently waited for her new album, The Haunted Man, to leak for weeks. I know, I’m a terrible music lover… what can I say. It was well worth the wait though, fantastic. In September I played Marilyn so much that I started to annoy Terrence, I’m guessing he was not a fan. He would say things like, didn’t you listen to this already? Yes, yes I did… and if you weren’t here I’d listen to it on repeat, but I don’t out of respect for your sanity.
Bat For Lashes, Marilyn
At minute 2:54, that’s when this song gets super adorable. I die.
Runners up for September’s best song,
Grizzly Bear, Yet Again
Angel Olsen, Acrobat
Bat For Lashes, All Your Gold
Still Corners, Fireflies
Riley’s Soundtrack, Year 3.
October | Intro
November | Take Care
December | Montreal
January | I Belong In Your Arms
February | Oblivion
March | The House That Heaven Built
April | Krokodil
May | Tomorrow
June | Motion Sickness
July | Take A Walk
August | Today’s Supernatural
September | Marilyn
During the Summer while I was visiting the Lion Brand Studio, I was telling one of the girls how I wish my cat would stop attacking my yarn when I work on projects. She told me to give her her own ball of yarn and she’d stop. She didn’t stop, but she did get a bajillion times cuter, if that’s possible.
She really, REALLY loves this ball.
…sometimes I upgrade my yarn and insides to produce something better.
I had so much fun making this pumpkin that I had to go out and buy some fiberfill and 100% wool yarn in orange so I could make it better. I’m super happy with the result. I’m going to make this guy in white and then move on to try to make more cool amigurumi creations. I promised Terrence’s sister I’d make her a hamburger, it’ll be an adventure. The pattern I have for that is a little confusing, but I’m going to give it a try.
If you’d like to join me in populating the world with tiny yarn pumpkins the pattern can be found here. Sure, I’ve seen better pumpkins out there but no patterns. Maybe next year.
Ingredients I used:
Patons Classic Wool in Pumpkin
Stitch Nation Alpaca Love in Espresso Bean
I don’t know if you know this about me, but I can’t read crochet patterns. I’ve tried for over a decade and its always just been gibberish to me. I don’t make traditional patterns for the work I do either, its just a post-it note of nonsense that only I understand. Yes, my entire blanket designs fit on a single post-it.
Lately I’ve been working on blankets from the time I wake up until the wee hours of night, not giving myself much time to goof off. So tonight I challenged myself to finish a certain amount of work so I could play. I fell short… but I played anyway. It wasn’t that short, I promise.
When I try new things I usually watch youtube videos to figure them out. I wanted to make a pumpkin, but I couldn’t find a good video to teach me. Determined as I was, I read two different patterns and tried to make them work until I settled on one. I actually followed it! I had to scrap it several times and every now and then I needed to Google, but I did it. My stuffing is a bunch of cotton balls and its totally lopsided, but its ok. I just wanted to learn something new.
Does it make me sound cocky if I say how much I love my new throw? Whatever, I LOVE my new throw! I have a list of all the blankets and throws I want to eventually make. Since I already have Space Invaders, Galaga was low on my list of next projects. However, someone requested that I make it… which instantly makes it a priority on the list. Before I upset any gamers with my comparison of Space Invaders to Galaga let me just say, I only mean style wise, I already make something with rows of intergalactic enemies. Don’t yell at me, I’m sensitive.
Either way, I really like Galaga because of how colorful it is. It has a lot of pop. I’m also glad I decided to add the specks of stars. I’m super excited for when I have the time to make a full level blanket, as much as I love my little throws, I really love making full length level blankets. They make me nostalgic for hanging out at the arcade with my friends. I was a big Ms. Pac-Man junkie and I remember Galaga was right next to Ms. Pac-Man at our local arcade. My friend was a huge Galaga fan so even though we ran to separate machines we were at least close enough to hang out and be engrossed by our chosen arcade machine.
Now I’m making myself sad that that arcade went out of business in 2006. The above photo was taken the last weekend it was open. I went to the auction of all the games, we wanted to bid on skee-ball — that would have been awesome. Terrence won me the tiny color tv prize that I had always saved up my tickets to get. Tears. Guys if you still have one, support your local arcade.
R.I.P. Sand Lane Arcade ❤
What was I talking about…? Oh yeah, I made a new throw! More pictures after the break…
Love from CNET!
In the middle of the summer I quit my job. I didn’t mean to do it, it wasn’t a plan… I was actually in a bit of a state of shock after it happened. However, it was both the best and stupidest thing I’d done all year. I have a wedding fast approaching and I have no job. So instead of feeling useless and dependent I began staying up until 4am nightly and crocheting until I was passing out.
The result has been weirdly awesome. It started when I posted a sneak peak here and on instagram. Then a friend reposted that sneak peak on Reddit, which had several thousand views. I thought that was where it was going to end, until I was putting up photos of all of my nightly work on flickr, readying them for when I would update my etsy shop. That’s when the explosion happened.
In my last shop update I told the story of how it8bit, spread the word about my blankets and it was the craziest day ever.
But just as the crazy was winding down, more crazy. Again, I didn’t know what was going on…
Love from Technabob!
All of a sudden I was getting a crap ton of emails again and I was super confused. Its funny how I never know when any of this happens and I have to search the internet to find out why I’m feeling all sorts of random love.
The best part though wasn’t when these big tech blogs noticed me, it was when Terrence kissed my head and told me he was proud of me. When I first quit my job, Terrence was glad. Then after some time went by Terrence was stressed. He’s still pretty stressed, but for a minute there he was proud and a teeny bit less stressed. Now, when the internet loves me enough to make this my full time job that I can survive on and possibly fund my wedding with… that’s when I’ll be happy and all the stress can finally be gone. For now, I’m just seriously flattered.
And chock full of exclamation points! So many that I have to randomly squeak and punch things. Don’t worry. no one has be injured by my exclamation points… just a little confused.