To those of you who write, plan, edit and continually think about what goes into your blog, I apologize. I’m a pantser (one who writes by the seat of their pants, so to speak), as we call them at campnanowrimo (part of the National Writing Month expansion). I sit down sometime on Thursday afternoon or evening and write my blog according to what’s happened that week. It’s been a heck of a week for me. Life didn’t slow down when school finished. It may have sped up…as summer tends to fly by.

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Part of my container patio garden…I could have a lot of pumpkin growing soon, and I need to separate tomatoes…though they got a late start.

However, I tried the planning thing. I sat down and wrote a mini blog post, and most of my week does not belong in a blog about knitting now, so it was going to be short. But I’ve been reminded of things that matter this week, no matter how tough or expensive it’s getting. I’ve recommitted to decisions and started listening again for those voices that matter, the one’s that look out for you, provide you with a hug and know better than you do just what you need.

I’m working on a quilt block called Grandma’s Kitchen, where we’re asked to provide a childhood memory associated with the block we’re working on…I was started thinking. Last week’s block was Kitchen Table…I thought of Fried Egg sandwiches that need just a bit of mayo. I thought of Brussels sprouts my mother thought I was weird for liking. (Grandma cooked them with butter and sugar, I ate them up and still love them, even with less sugar now.)

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Kitchen Table on left, Sticky Buns(Pineapple Upside Down Cake version) on right…

This week’s block was sticky buns, a favorite treat (this one was her breakfast treat), but it made me think of pineapple upside down cake, my grandma’s favorite kind of cake. I still love this cake, but I don’t get it often enough. As I read through the memories and the stories, I cried. I haven’t cried in some time, I’ve been busy being tough and making things work and getting things done. But I haven’t sat and just felt in some time.

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One side of the sock…perhaps I’ll get some of the wonkiness I’m looking for soon.

In the meantime, I’ve been knitting the socks I’m not sure are wonky enough. I hope to put more time into the Terpander socks by Melissa Morgan Oakes next week(as I haven’t touched them this week). However, I have been knitting the Slip-n-Slide socks by Chrissy Gardiner to see if they get any wonkier…I want them to look a little less stately. Both sock patterns are available in the book Sock Knitting: Master Class by Ann Budd available through Interweave Press.

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The second side of the sock…Again, still looking for more wonkiness…but it’s a fun sock;-)

However, I’ve been compelled to work on these quilt blocks  and get some sewing done as well, since I’m not so busy with homework. I’m going on a six month journey to reconnect with the meaning my grandmother brought to my life. She was likely the adult I was closest to growing up though my parents still attempted to raise me.  It is my grandmother I miss most and sometimes need most. Join me on this journey…Grandma didn’t knit, she just didn’t see herself as “One of those ladies who sits and knits all day.”  She watched hockey for the fights, but she loved me like no other and signed all her letters with x’s and o’s.

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The rest of my patio garden…nothing impressive, but I love my Cosmos and Calla Lilies;-)…and Begonias…just need to get some Petunias in there(which require me remembering to water them).

I think we need more of sitting with Grandma and just being in our lives, regardless if the socks are wonky enough or perfect enough or perhaps just right in the end…I hope;-).

Credit where credit is due: Thank you Pat Sloan, for beginning this process…

*The Grandma’s Kitchen sew along is designed and hosted by Pat Sloan.

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Seventh Inning Stretch

June 2, 2017

..that’s right, it’s that time of year again; Baseball season…if you hadn’t guessed. But it’s America’s pastime and full of tradition. Mid-michigan Big Brothers Big Sisters held one of their annual traditions of attending the Great Lakes Loons game. In the infamous words of Alabama, in “The Cheap Seats” …I don’t often listen to country anymore, but one cannot deny this song or Alabama.

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…getting there…without mustard or relish(though both went on the brat for dinner.)

“We like our dogs with mustard and relish.

We got a great pitcher what’s his name.

Well we can’t even spell it.

We don’t worry about the pennant much.

We just like to see the boys hit it deep.

There’s nothing like the view from the cheap seats.”

 

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Creating a tradition…

Okay, we get box seats, and there’s no beer as it works best that way, but we have a good time, and wait…oh, you’re here for knitting…I’m getting to that. I took the knitting along. The knot sock is in the last repeat of the pattern and I’ll start knitting the toes then. With the exception of the national anthem (Which you stand for because it’s America, it’s tradition, and if you don’t…someone has a bat or glove nearby to ensure you’re standing or unable to. This is not a bitch about someone’s freedom to be a jerk, though I fought for that freedom…but they have bats, just sayin’)…okay, back to the knitting. The sock takes on a life of its own at this point, and I knit through most of the first half of the game till I got hungry.

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Terpander socks….one day, these will hit their own seventh inning stretch…)

It wasn’t a great game….but it was close. Let’s just say we were entertained. Later, my little and I went shopping and we got matching baseballs as our souvenirs. We each spend ten dollars and come away with a ball and a case(and her grandma supports this–thank goodness–last time she abandoned tradition for a first). If you’re raised on baseball, you learn not to ignore tradition. I’m just realizing how much I was likely raised on baseball…and my grandpa would kick my butt if I disrespected the game.

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More Terpander socks…or the backside, which is almost as pretty as the front…

Alas, there really was knitting, in public, at the game. There are no photos. Next time, I’ll have Mariah take one…she’s good at it, most of the time. She snuck a good surprise pick of a friend she’s met through the group.

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Beginning patio garden….from left…peas, weed/flower(hey, it’s surviving), your guess is as good as mine…echinacea (Hopefully, possibly in the heart coffee mug), and Calla Lily in purple in the back…

But you’re here for the knitting, so you thought, but now you want to take your knitting to the ball game…(do it, I dare ya; it’s another traditional pastime). But there was some other knitting I snuck in this week…I even made a special trip to get the photos, because how can you not love these socks… They’re gonna need a new shirt to go with them soon, just so I have another excuse to wear them(once fall sets in…). But they have 47 more rows to go before the ribbing…so, at two to four rows a week, these are mainly approaching they’re seventh inning stretch…though sometimes they need it more;-).

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Pumpkins which will not be defeated….this should get interesting…

Oh, and for the heck of it, here’s some of the patio garden recently planted. Wait till you see the piece d’resistance… We planted pumpkin seeds…prolific pumpkin seeds…and half of them laughed in the face of the lawn service’s weed whacker.