The hat is no more.

It was barely blogged and already it's gone. I realized knitting a hat for myself was delusional folly and swiftly frogged it at eight rows in. I've re-evaluated (is that supposed to be hyphenated? Oh well) and decided that the perfect thing to do with my RAK yarn is Wavy. It's going to be awesome. I'm already one repeat in. I can't believe I've waited so long to do this scarf! It's a breeze. I highly recommend this pattern, it's so much simpler than it looks.

I was RAKed!

It's been a miserable around here lately. The kids are sick. Blogger was mad at me. I've been getting a ton of dental work done and consequently haven't been able to eat anything much since Saturday. Yep, root canal on Saturday. Went in for a consultation, ended up with a root canal. Plus it took an extra hour because my nerves are "screwey" and only part of the tooth was numb. I knew that was coming though because that's what happened when I had my wisdom tooth in that area out. Monday I got all my upper right fillings replaced. I can't chew. I have to go back next Tuesday. I still need the crown on the tooth that had the root canal, another crown, all my other fillings replaced, my other two wisdom teeth pulled, and a cleaning. We've financed all of this, $201/month for the next 2 years. It just sucks. But then, Monday afternoon, a package arrived. It was from Zknitter. It had two lovely balls of red merino wool, a pair of size 11 Lion Brand plastic needles, a box of stitch markers (the pretty beaded kind), and some knitterly notecards. Hooray! Instant cheering up. I've already started knitting up the yarn as you can see in the picture. It's the beggining of a hat but I'm sure it won't end up a hat. They never do. In the spirit of giving, I planning to RAK some folks here pretty soon. Yes indeed, I've got four adresses sitting here next to a bunch of Kool-Aid. All I need to do is wait for payday so I can afford postage. I'm also going to be ordering some stuff from knitpicks, hopefully they'll send it to the right house this time. I need yarn for Baby Girl's halloween costume. I need to make her a hat that looks like Princess Leia's hair. Fun, fun, fun. Well, I went and ordered the yarn for the Wig/Hat, I had to put in extra stuff to make the $30 free shipping quota so I ended up getting the Elizabeth I pattern that I've been eyeing for quite awhile and three balls of Alpaca Cloud in Iris (for Grandma Iris), Moss (for Tara), and Autumn (I think for me but they never end up for me so we'll see). Oh goody more projects with deadlines. I think I'm drawing the line there for Christmas though. Maybe something for my sister, I'll try to get Blaze done for Mom, but I'm not going to kill myself knitting this year. Cookie Lee for the ladies where ever possible.

Getting on track but blogger is mad at me.

I got something finished! That's right, the knitting funk may be coming to an end. I can't say for certain since I haven't started anything new yet but the shrug looks cute, right? I even sat down and put the sock back on its needles, picked up all the dropped stitches and everything. It was ungodly boring but I did it. Even though the sock is ugly. I'm so proud of me. Okay, blogger and I are having some issues at the moment. It won't upload my pictures. I said some things blogger didn't appriciate, blogger replied with some very chilly error messages and now I have no idea when blogger will be in the mood to deal with me again. It's unfortunate, really. We had been getting along so well. In the mean time The pics will be on photobucket and you'll have to click the links (there are three links up there).

Four MORE Truths and one MORE Lie

1) I once lost a tooth in a bar fight that I wasn't even involved in. I was hit in the face by a flying barstool. Yeah. That was fun. 2) I used to be a mechanic in my dad's shop. Nope. I was the secretary there for a few years though. 3) I torment my younger cousins by yelling embarrassing things when we're out in public. Well, duh. 4) I broke a Marine's nose in Tijuana. Remind me to tell that story sometime. It's pretty funny. 5) I love karaoke. It was a secret love until now. The winner is Tabbytuxedo!

SP 6 buttons...

So here are my SP 6 buttons, the controversy continues... If you don't get it (but you are a knittyhead) click here and here. What do ya think?

What to do, what to do?

It has been a week since I gave up on my design project and I haven't knit a stitch. I need to get out of my knit-funk and do SOMETHING. ANYTHING. So I drew up plans for a little shrug for Lola Beans. Wendy of knit and tonic has an adorable shrug for her adorable girl but the sizes aren't right for my baby girl, she's still too small. I'd rather make up a whole new pattern than figure out how to resize another one so here I goo right off the deep end. The other thing is I know if I pick up sock yarn and size 2 needles I won't get far. I need something chunkier to get back in the groove. Something worsted. Something already in my stash... On a related note, Lola pulled the needles out of the garish sock and reduced it to well, nothing really. She pulled it out past the heel turn and I can't bring myself to remake something so ugly. Eh. None of my projects are really going well lately. Let's review: Satchel=short strap, wonky pockets, out of yarn. Blaze=screwed up cables, frogged. Garish socks=hella ugly and now hella nothing. Design project=didn't felt right, became wall art. I really want to do a clapotis but I don't think I have enough of the yarn I want to use plus I think now may not be the time to juggle all those stitch markers. And I don't have any stitch markers. Well, I guess I'm not doing that. I've been toying with the idea of a bag knit from tailor's measuring tapes... I have to do something but what? Do I restart Blaze? Do I try for a shrug for baby girl? Do I just run off screaming into the night, giving up knitting and starting a life of crocheted granny square afghans?

Four Truths and a Lie

It's blog game time! Here are four truths and a lie about me, see if you can guess the lie and you'll be 'it'. I'd like to point out that this is especially difficult considering I just did my 100 things about me list. I'm getting kinda sick of me... 1) I was a three time gold medalist in the Academic Decathlon in high school. 2) I would like to attend the University of Reno. 3) I think I might live to see the fall of civilization. 4) I bake cinnamon rolls from scratch. 5) I was once misquoted in a local newspaper leading to many nasty letters and phone calls. Have at it!

Sweet self-indulgence

Call me a lemming if you must just don't do it to my face. Here's my list of 100 things about me: 1) I was born and raised in San Diego county, I have never lived elsewhere. 2) Most people from San Diego don't like going to Tijuana after they hit 21. I still love to go. 3) Shoes never fit me. 4) I love cheese. 5) I think every idea I have is a brilliant money making scheme until I realize there's no way in hell that it will work. This happens to me almost daily. 6) I never graduated from high school. 7) I skipped my graduation from trade school. 8) My husband and I eloped. 9) I tend to avoid situations that involve recognition. I'm not sure why. 10) I think my husband regrets not having a wedding. 11) I think the Jungle Cruise at Disneyland may be the greatest ride of all time. 12) I usually have to share my birthday. I secretly like it because it takes the focus off of me. I don't actually like to be the center of attention and I hate it when people gush over me. 13) My sister's birthday is on the 13th of April. I think she's amazing. I don't know if she knows that though because whenever we talk one of us is usually complaining about something. 14) I think my kids are cuter than your kids. You probably think the same in the inverse. 15) I don't think all babies are cute. I think some are downright fugly. I don't lie to parents with ugly babies by telling them they're cute. I tell them something like, "Oh he's so alert!" or, "What big eyes!" or something like that. 16)The best thing about cold weather is hot chocolate. 17) My son missed being born on Halloween by one day. I think if I had gone for a walk like Red Todd Kidd kept bugging me to he probably would have been born on Halloween. I secretly feel a little guilty about that. 18) My favorite movie is Boondock Saints. Or maybe Braveheart. Well, it's actually going to be Serenity in a couple weeks. Okay, my top thre favorite movies are Boondock Saints, Braveheart, and hopefully Serenity. And Mallrats. Oh and Sin City was awesome. I don't have a favorite movie. 19) I used to think (after Darth was born) that I wanted all boys. I was upset when I found out I was having a girl when I was pregnant with Lola Beans. Man, I was a jerk. She's awesome. 20) You know that commercial for Geico where they pretend there's a reality show called Tiny House? I freaking love that commercial and even though I hate reality tv and don't watch any of it (except ABC's Extreme Makeover Home Edition), I would TOTALLY watch that show. 21) I laughed at my sister years ago when she cried at the movie The Iron Giant. A few weeks ago I saw it again for the first time in years and I almost cried. Come on people! He was so great! He wanted to be like Superman! Have a heart you soulless bastard. 22) I'm adapting Hamlet. My version takes place in a porn studio. I hope it to be a definitive work. 23) My high school history teacher showed me how to appriciate art, for that I am eternally greatful. 24) The lullabyes I sing to my kids include: Black Velvet Band by the Irish Rovers (in which some hussy gets some nice Irish boy sent to prison), Goodnight My Love by the Benny Goodman Orchestra, Beyond the Sea (Lola's favorite), Me and Bobby McGee the Janis Joplin version, and on some rare occasions Hotel California by The Eagles. This is because these are the only songs I know all the words to even without the music playing. 25) That's how old I am right now. 26) I don't really like country music but for some reason I love Dwight Yoakam. I also love Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, and quite a few of the other old favorites. 27) My favorite Willie Nelson song is Poncho and Lefty, if I ever had my own Mexican restaurant that's what I'd call it. Poncho and Lefty's. I think it's funny because Red Todd Kidd is left handed. 29) My favorite color is red. 30) When I'm around people with accents I have to try very hard not to copy their accent. I blame this on too many years in theater classes. 31) Years ago a visiting Welshman tried to teach me Cockney rhyming slang. Years later on a return visit he quizzed me on it and I actually remembered it all. 32) I think William Shatner is hilarious. 33) Everything you can do I can do better, I can do everything better than you. Any note you can hit I can hit higher, I can hit any note higher than you. 34) I'm one of those people who gets their news from John Stewart. 35) I still remember every halloween costume I ever wore. 36) My favorite beer is Newcastle Brown Ale. I liked it even before it got popular. I don't begrudge it's popularity because now I can actually find it. 37) I have better things to be doing right now. 38) I don't really like animals. Okay it's not that I don't like them it's just that I firmly believe that they belong outdoors. Indoor animals drive me crazy. I don't mind if they come in when they're clean to get loved on a bit but they shouldn't live in the house. In this way, I am JUST like my mom. 40) I think it was a total waste that I wasn't born into a Hasidic family. I think that life would have suited me well. 41) I'm craving lasagna so I take back that last one. 42) If I don't have anymore kids this is how old I'll be when my youngest graduates from high school. 43) When I was little I wanted to grow up to be Maleficent from Sleeping Beauty. I may have succeeded. I just need the hat and cape. Yeah, that's a sweet hat. 44) I think it's adorable that Red Todd Kidd calls the baby girl Boo. 45) Truly Elvis was The King. 46) I once shot an elephant in my pajamas, how he got in my pajamas I'll never know. 47) I think I may have been Ernest Hemmingway in my last life. 48) I hate having my picture taken. 49) I think Gilmore Girls is one of the funniest and best written shows on tv. 50) I'm only half way there? Crap! 51) Right now I have to pee. 52) Now I don't. 53) I don't think anyone would ever reffer to me as patient. Gracious probably doesn't come up often either. I think I'm viewed rather like Gareth in Four Weddings and a Funeral. 54) Oreos are the best cookies that I don't make myself. 55) If Darth asks me to watch the Spongebob Squarepants movie again my head might explode. 56) I like road trips. I have fond memories of breaking in to the Center of the World on the way to Yuma so we could smoke in Denny's. 57) I'm pretty short. People always think I'm at least two or three inches taller than I really am. I think this is partly because I used to wear heels all the time and partly because my personality makes up for my height. 58) She'll be commin' 'round the mountain when she comes. She'll be commin' 'round the mountain when she comes. She'll be commin' 'round the mountain, she'll be commin' 'round the mountain, she'll be commin' 'round the mountain when she comes. 59) This is taking a really long time. 60) My girl cousins all have goofy nicknames. They couldn't think of one for me so they started calling me Nick Nameless. Then they decided I was a pirate and I became Captain Less. They got me a hat and and eyepatch and everything. I wore it the whole night I got it. The people at the movie theater and the bowling alley thought I was way strange. They were right. 61) Fuzzy Tail wants to get a chihuahua. I don't like them. I told her I'd disown her if she got one. In truth I'll probably make it a ton of sweaters. 62) This is my family. Or most of it. Actually there are a couple extra people in there. Also you can't see Lola Beans because I was still working on making her in this pic. 63) Uhh... I like knitting? I'm running out of things. 64) I like stories about mermaids but not like Splash. I like the ones where they drown sailors and such. 65) I want to move to New Zealand but I'm not qualified. They have a points system to get in, you know. 66) I always wanted to be an archeologist. 67) I love Sealab 2021. I am Captain Murphy. Or at least that internet quiz told me so. 68) In fact, I love it so much that my friends and I have started an annual tradition of having an Alvis day. This year in addition to the hate-gift exchange there will be ham and pomp. 69) X-Treme! 70) I'm secretly a superhero. 71) I never dream of being rich and famous. 72) I'm not always honest. 73) My friend just sent me pics of some kittens, I sent back a pic of our cat that we had to put to sleep. I captioned it, "This cat is dead now". I guess what I'm saying is, I have a sick sense of humor. 74) Sometimes I check the whole house for flaws in zombie security. 75) I could never live in Maine because there are too many cemetaries. I think that whole state is haunted. 76) I have only been in like 10 or 15 other states and most of them I drove through in one night on a road trip from Maine to Virginia. 77) I want to try to learn HTML. I'm hopeful that I won't be completely lost like I usually get when things get technical. 78) I met my husband at a LARP. I ran it. He liked me anyway. 79) I think M&Ms are the greatest candy of all time. 80) I let a lot of my exes ruin things I loved for me like irises, Lucky Strikes, and Japan. I did manage to hang on to RPGs, M&Ms, knitting, and Tim Burton flicks, despite some valiant efforts. 81) I have written a one act play. I even got a staged reading of it. Kaylee and the cast were the only ones laughing. I don't think the lesbian coffee house was the best place to run a play about a disfunctional, albiet funny, straight relationship. 82) I cannot miss ER. CANNOT. 83) Although I still miss Dr. Greene. 84) My favorite episode of Aqua Teen Hunger Force is Super Birthday Snake. I love the part where they argue. It goes on for so long it stops being funny and then so much longer it gets funny again. That's the best. 85) You take the high road and I'll take the low road and I'll be in Scotland before ye. 86) I can't draw worth a damn. 87) I speak tiny amounts of Russian. I took it in high school because living in Southern California there's such a need for it. 88) I'm never, ever sarcastic. 89) My grandpa told me this great story about when he was a kid: his mom had made breakfast and kept telling his dad to come out and eat before his eggs got cold. She told him several times and when he finally came to the table the first thing out of his mouth was that his eggs were cold. She walked right up to him with an egg in her hand and smashed it right on the back of his head. Without a word he got up and went to clean up and change. It doesn't really have anything to do with me, except I expect my son will tell similar stories some day. 90) Did I mention I have a bit of a temper? 91) I loved Star Trek TNG when I was in junior high. I can't seem to get through an episode now. It's just SO bad. 92) I did open mic night at the comedy store once. I got some laughs even after my first joke bombed. I was pretty proud of that. 93) One of the other comedians that night actually did about two minutes of jokes about my rack. Did I mention my friends and I were in the front row? Did I mention that we were heckling? 94) I don't like baseball. 95) Though I've never worked in a soulless hellhole of an office, I almost always laugh at Dilbert. 96) I have been working on this list on and off for three days, you'd think it'd be more interesting. Go figure, huh? 97) I am an Aries. For some reason I'm proud of that. Like you can control that or something. My husband, sister, and brother are all Aries as well. It makes for a fun family dynamic. 98) I have totalled three cars. They were all Fords. We have a Saturn now. 99) I have a very high pain tolerance. This is not an invitation to punch me. 100) I'm done with this damn list, biotch!

Please don't feed the dog.

In honor of Fuzzy Tail and Stripes' birthdays we all took a trip to Tijuana. Most of us had a great time. We did some shopping, had some lunch, drank some margaritas. Later we went bowling (back home). Aside from Stripes getting sick it was a really nice day. Darth just asked me for a peanut butter sandwich and toast and pudding. I think he might be hungry. Be right back. I guess I didn't need to tell you that, it's not like if I was gone for an hour while typing this you'd even know. Oh well, whatever. I gave Fuzzy Tail her birthday present so I can finally post the pictures of it. It's a llama I knitted along with several movie costumes that I made for it. In the picture to the right here it's wearing it's Jayne hat (from Firefly) which was the one she liked the best. I also made it a three corner hat and red scarf a la Pirates of the Caribbean. A poncho like Pacha's from The Emporer's New Groove. And a black pea-coat (spelling?) from Boondock Saints. I was really stoked that she liked all it's little costumes.

Miracle on 5th Avenue

I've been putting off bra shopping for at least 6 months. I kept saying, "Oh, I'll lose some weight," or "Lola Beans is still nursing," or "We're too broke right now." All of that is true but the biggest reason has been that I HATE bra shopping. HATE it. I hate it more than shoe shopping. I hate shoe shopping more than jeans shopping and I hate jeans shopping more than the thought of going back to junior high school for a couple of years. I hate it. Today I bit the bullet and went. I had to be at the mall anyway to shop for a birthday present plus the clasp broke on one of my three worn out bras (not the one where I acidentally put my finger through the lacy part on the side, or the itchy one, the last good one). So I may as well just go up to the bra section of some store and pretend like I'm going to try something on, right? No harm done. I walked by Victoria's Secret twice. The nightmare lime green/pink/yellow/baby blue/orange bra and panty sets were too hideous for me to get past. Macy's? Nah, too expensive I've been buying $8 Wal-Mart nursing bras in the interem, I can't buy a bra at Macy's! I've got to take baby steps. Walk on by. Finally I go into Mervyn's. Hell, they're even having a sale. There's no way I'll find one on sale, I think to myself knowing that if I even try on a bra it will either not fit or fit perfectly and be $45 and not on sale. I randomly grab 5 with pink tags (size D tags are pink at Mervyn's) I didn't even look at the band size since I had no hope of finding anything. Sure enough the first four don't fit. Too small, too big, too pointy, too weird. The last one, though, fits perfectly. It even comes in black. No way, I think, It must be a fluke. Or it's expensive. So I go back out and find where I got it. I grab another and try it on. I now have one black and one white. They both fit. I look at the tags, $29.50. The first thing that comes to my mind is that that add up to $60 plus tax. That's a lot of money to just spend on myself. So I go back to the rack to see if they're on sale. Nope. I decide, hey screw it, I need bras and these fit. SO I go to the counter and they ring up for $20 each. Woo-hoo! It's a miracle! So anyway, I have new bras. I'm sure you were dying to know that.

Red Todd Kidd leaves a message for my readers

That's right all, like two, loyal readers. My husband has a message for you, lest you think he's jerky or otherwise not cool. Since he went through the trouble of creating a blogger username and such, I thought I'd repost his comment so it wouldn't get burried. Red Todd Kidd said... While yes this is for a post below I wanted to put it here in hopes that more would see it.I DO like the bag she made. Granted it could've been bigger but as i told her numerous times as long as I could fit my binder and the couple of books I need a week that it would be fine. My only big problem that I have said numerous times is the strap. When we tested it for length it would've had the bag hanging at just above my hip and that would just make it look too much like a man-purse. She has threatened to scrap it and start over and while that her perrogative if she chooses to do so I have stated that all I want is a new longer strap.I will admit that the skull and bones earned it a big fat sack of bonus points for style. Arrrgh. nuf said. Note how he embraced his pirate-y nickname. This totally made my day.

I need a nap.

I haven't slept in four and a half years. It's starting to wear on me. More specifically Miss Beans hasn't slept past 3am in five days. Last night she was up at 1am. I get bitchy when I'm tired. Okay, okay, bitchier. That's a weird looking word. Eh, well, it's probobly not a word. I just don't know anymore because I'm sleep deprived like a POW. I started the design proces for something for the knitty winter issue. I was so gung-ho. I was certain my design was fucking brilliant. It didn't work out. All I have now is 20 dollars worth of ruined Noro sitting on my kitchen table that I can't bring myself to throw out. And no, it can't be frogged. Maybe I'll turn it into some kind of abstract wall hanging. I've got a Knitpicks order coming today. I was going to use it for the thing I was designing for knitty. Now I have no design. I have six balls of various colors of Wool of the Andes coming and have no idea what to do with them. I gues I could knit them into rags to wipe off the stench of failure. I need a nap. I haven't really blogged much this week because I've been so tired and down. I have been leaving weird haikus in other peoples comments though. I don't think anyone has really noticed yet. Hey we all need hobbies.

Stitch

I've been watching Lilo and Stitch a lot lately. I recorded it for the kids with the DVR when it was on last week and we've been watching it almost everyday. Kaylee says that she loves that movie because Lilo reminds her of herself as a kid. I'd agree with that. Especially the part where she pulls out Scrump (her doll) and declares that she made it herself. It occurred to me that I think Stitch reminds me of me. Built for distruction and full of rage. So far away from humanity that only the weirdest kid will play with him (sorry Kaylee). I'm sure Red Todd Kidd would say something about him being cute and that he thinks I'm cute, then there would be yelling. Whatever. At least Stitch gets to live in Hawaii.

Well shit, I'm "it".

I've been tagged (by Keohinani) in one of those blog game/chainletter/some kind of survey things. It's kinda awesome (in a Tiny House kind of way). I feel like an official blogger now. Here goes: Ten years ago: I was a brat. Through and through. I thought I was an artist, I thought I was a writer, I thought I was an actor, I thought I knew what I wanted from life, and I thought I'd always love my then boyfriend, we'll call him... uh... Commie. That's what everyone called him at the time. Ten years ago I didn't think I'd have kids someday. Ten years ago I thought I looked awesome in those shirts I got at the thrift store. Ten years ago I still secretly read Baby Sitter's Club books. Ten years ago I said dude way too much. Ten years ago I was an idiotic teenager. Five years ago: Exactly five years ago I met the man I'm married to now. I confess, I didn't really notice him at first but that's okay because I think I came off as a slutty bitch to him anyway. Five years ago I didn't think I'd have kids anytime soon. Five years ago I was still dating that guy that ruined Japan for me, we'll call him Skunk, but at least I knew I didn't love him. Five years ago I had finished exactly three knitted projects and had been knitting for at least three years. Five years ago I still said dude way too much. One year ago: I had just had my second child. One year ago I had just discovered knitty. One year ago I was so busy with a new baby that I can't really come up with anything else, dude. --------------------------------------------------------- Five snacks: * M&Ms * Cheeze-its * Cracker Jacks (a recently rediscovered favorite) * Oreos * Chicken in a Biskit (the best crackers EVER) Five songs I know all the words to: * Possum Kingdom (Toadies) * Me and Bobby McGee (Janis Joplin's version) * Goodnight My Love (Benny Goodman Orchestra) * Beyond the Sea (you all know this one) * Generator (Bad Religion) Five things I'd do with 100 million bucks * Pay off all debts of my own and close family and friends, buy houses, do all that goody-goody crap, donations, altruistic whatever, blah blah blah. * Fund archeological digs as long as I get to come along. * Buy every damn knitting notion and piece of crafty crap I felt like and some for Erika too. * Start my own theater company. * Start my own museum. I think it would house some fine art, some textiles, and a lot of weird kitchy crap I found on my world travels. It'd have a ton of really strange stuff. Think Ripley's but with arts and crafts. I think I'd also have wandering performance artists or minstrels. Costumed ones. Rude costumed ones. It's be like my brain but in a builing. Five places I'd run away to (in my first draft I wrote "rum away", typo?, I think not): * Belize * Greece * New Zealand * Oregon * India Five things I would never wear: * Tapered jeans * Socks with sandals * A size 0 (or even a size 6) * A vest * This Five tv shows: * ER * Gilmore Girls * Rescue Me * Battlestar Galactica * Scrubs Five joys: * Baby Girl laughing * Darth Vincent's costume obsession * A quiet minute to myself * Finishing a project * A good meal with good company Five things to do, just for me, before I die: * Write a full length play and have it performed. * See some pyramids, I don't care which, really. * Learn another language or three. * Procure, and proficiantly use, a spinning wheel... and perhaps a sheep to go with it. * Learn to weave on a par with Aracne. Oh yeah, that'd be sweet. Well now it's my turn to tag others. Uh... do I know five bloggers I could trouble with this? That haven't already been tagged? * Erika * peatbogfaery * Deserta * Sara * Weaselrina

Don't judge me Jehovah's Witness guy!

Satchel is knitted and fulled. I ended up making further time consuming alterations to the pattern that blew up in my face. Ah the joys of being me. I decided to knit the strap sideways and do an I-cord edging on it. It's too short. The pockets came out different sizes. After much pulling they're close to the same size. Close. Red Todd Kidd has said that the size is "purse-ish" but that he likes it anyway. He lies. Lies like a rug. I was dreading this. Dreading that he'd be taking it to class and getting weird looks and then saying, "My wife made it," as he rolls his eyes and that Jehovah's Witness he's buddies with nods in sad sympathy. Pictures to come. When I can finally get over the shame. So like, a couple hours or something. You know, or now. I started some socks. They're hideous. I think the baby blue really sets off the garishness of the varigated yarn. If only you could see what these colors really look like. They're so much brighter in person. I don't know who they're for yet but I know they're not for me. I think it might be fun to give them to someone for a birthday or something just to see the reaction I get. Yeah, that sounds like a plan.