For some reason (probably because I’m very awesome) someone has decided to add this blog to StumbleUpon, which completely freaked me out because the day before yesterday I had 14 hits. I figured the stats were wrong.
They weren’t.
I’ve been Stumbled.
Stumblers ROCK! (But you already knew that didn’t you?)
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The old theme was lovely but starting to grate on my nerves, so I went back to the WP classic and tweaked it. Thus far I’m pretty satisfied that it’s readable.
This was probably the fastest overhaul of a blog theme that I’ve ever done, in part because I wanted to keep things simple, and in part because I’m starting to figure out what I’m looking at in php.
By no means does this imply that I actually know what I’m doing.
Okay so quick update on all the things I haven’t blogged about here:
It’s the best of both worlds. I can promote my wares without being a total blog whore. I love Lov.li.
Okay well maybe it makes me just a little bit of a blog hussy. But that’s okay isn’t it? Has a certain ring to it:
Wendy Meyer, blog hussy.
Sure and why not?
Eve is hosting the Confessions of a Housewife Carnival over at her blog. It’s a small yet tasty blog carnival and the first one that I’ve ever joined.
My confession is that I love being a mom and housewife, it’s the job that I was born to do, and it’s great– my big fear is retirement. When my kids are grown and off to college, I have the sneaking suspicion that my husband and I will be the parents that freak out, sell the house, build a yurt (or a ger) out in the desert and buy a herd of African hair goats (or are they sheep?) and a pet emu. At which point the kids may distance themselves a little from us.
More experienced moms pat me on the head and say “Wait until they are teenagers, then you’ll want them out.” While this might be true for them, I don’t think it will be for me. This is the first time in my life where I’m satisfied with what I’m doing, I think I parent well, and I am always shocked at how quickly the day goes. Not because I don’t have enough time to get things done, but because I really enjoy hanging out with my kids and being a mom.
I wish we were at the point of where, as a society, being a housewife and mother were acceptable and not looked at as a luxury or some kind of chauvinistic oppression tactic. My husband and I have a relationship that sings in harmony, my kids are confident and happy, even my dog seems happier and more secure in her world. And I wonder “Why don’t other people want this?”
And somewhere out there is Yednew (that’s the bizarro Wendy) who is asking why in the world someone wouldn’t like flipping burgers and interviewing babysitters.
Still wrestling with the hosting situation, there are so many things that I rely on my websites to do that it makes me really appreciative of them when they are down. Finally yarnporn is loaded and I think all the pages are working (I used the link checker, but have to go through with my own eyes just in case.)
I’m spinning mostly boring undyed Falkland wool that I bought last year, I shouldn’t say boring wool, because that’s unfair. It’s incredibly white, soft, low on the itchy scale, and quite lovely. It’s just not the most stimulating spin– although if I have anymore stimulation (as in the website debacle, the OMG-where-are-my-backups-?! stimulation, and the What-effin’-happened-to-my-kitchen-wall?! sort of stimulation) I won’t have a very interesting blog, since I’ll end up sitting in a corner of a quiet padded room, rocking back and forth, touching my forehead compulsively and muttering myself to sleep.
Knitting furiously as it goes actually. Not much progress on the capelet since there’s been so much drama around here, but I have a little spinning finished. I have to go find another web hosting service now.
Stay frosty.
While perusing blogs I found Julsey (Peony Knits)and found myself obsessing over the capelet pattern that she shares.
I like the shaping, I even like the color she used. I don’t like the yarn-over treatment of the raglan shaping and I don’t particularly like teeny garments in bulky. And I think that a bit of trim wouldn’t hurt. So after a bit of math I found and using directional increases instead of yarn overs I’ve reduced the gauge significantly (from size 11 to size 1 needles), swapped off for a gradient red yarn that I created, and started knitting.
Here’s a detailed shot of my increases.
So far I’m pretty happy with the results and so long as it doesn’t look like one of the kids has spilled Kool-Aid randomly on the capelet I think it might turn out nicely.