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March 4th, 2011 by deRomilly

Dad’s Sweater

Dad in his new sweater

Dad in his new sweater

My father passed away on February 18, having worn his new sweater constantly since Christmas. His 77th birthday would have been on Sunday.

I mentioned  back in December that I’d been knitting, not stitching. This was the result. A month and a half of frantic knitting produced a sweater that my father wore constantly. :) I think he likes that it’s darker than the light arans Mom and I have given him over the years.

On the other hand, knitting in the evening does produce some problems. The skeins I used were all the same “dye lot” (they’re natural colored wool) but NOT the same shade. That works really well when the lighter piece is the button band, or both sleeves. Not so much when the shade changes noticeably in the middle of the back.  Yet, I doubt anyone will notice it but me…

Cable pattern

Cables - click to enlarge

The pattern is one from Patons: appropriately, “Dad’s Cardigan.” Apart from some very strangely worded instructions and a couple of typos that changed the pattern from the way it was shown, it went together pretty easily.  Find the mini-cable twist pattern instructions somewhere else, though.  It’s also a pretty loose stitch count for an Aran knit. But it turned out warm and well-loved, so I’m happy. And so was Dad, which is what really matters!

February 4th, 2011 by deRomilly

Queen by My Own Arm

I had a dream the other night. Now I don’t usually remember my dreams, unless my subconscious mind is REALLY trying to tell me something important. And that’s usually about something I don’t realize I’m frightened about, but is stressing me.  This one was different.

A bit of background: in the Society for Creative Anachronism, which I haven’t participated in in years, they choose the monarch to rule for the next six (or four, or whatever the local bylaws state) months by holding a great tournament, wherein the worthy people who want the title for themselves and their consort fight it out with rattan swords.  Winner take all. Usually, for perhaps obvious reasons, there is a King chosen this way, and the Queen is his consort, but not always.

I dreamed that I’d won the Crown Tournament. Never mind that I wasn’t authorized to fight, hadn’t declared my consort (the EO of course), said consort wasn’t at the field  for me, and that I wasn’t actually a card carrying member of the group any more at all! I somehow had been allowed to fight, and I won.

So I started pointing out all these rules violations and why I couldn’t possibly be Queen, because I had broken them. I was told by a needle worker I admire, (and  in no uncertain terms) that I had won fairly, and that those were just pesky little issues that could be solved easily. Then she flat out told me that I had succeeded, and now I had to accept the rewards and responsibilities of that success. So when the EO picked me up, I got in the car with him to go home, and told him “congratulations, I won crown tourney, and now you’re King. Sorry.” He started grinning like the Cheshire cat who had just eaten a canary.

Heh. Thanks, subconscious.  I guess I needed a clue-by-four to figure that out! This past year I’ve been living one of the lives I always dreamed of. I’ve been writing. I’ve been designing, and people actually seem to want to stitch my designs! I’ve been able to spend time with my 76 year old father almost daily, and able to look after the sick kitties when they needed it.  The INCOME is coming, albeit not as quickly as I’d like it to turn over. I’ve got a supportive husband.  I am succeeding, even when I look at all the little things that I haven’t done — all the little “rules” that I’ve broken getting here. I haven’t done things the way they traditionally are done. Strangely enough, that doesn’t seem to matter. The world is changing, and solving the little (and the big)  problems are the things that make us grow.

January 28th, 2011 by deRomilly

Confidence…

Romilly dancing at 13...

Me- confident at 14...

I’m running so short of time these days, that when I read this post about self-confidence from one of my local amazing bellydancers I decided I just need to share it.  I have posts for you.. really I do! But what Sara’s got to say is important. Read it!

January 21st, 2011 by deRomilly

No stitching makes Romilly a sad girl…

Cats by Kelly (purrina) cross stitch

"Poookah!" - Cats by Kelly (In Stitches)

As I said, the past year was hard. But this year has started much better. I have a plan. And I’m well on the way to following that plan. This is a good thing.

Over the past two weeks, however, the *little* things on that plan (like stitching) have been squished by the big things.  Big things being things like the household getting a second car (which took chauffeuring of the EO to and from…) and the father-unit needing to run to the doctor for maintenance type stuff, but stuff that they had to make him loopy to perform! And, the big thing, the overhaul of the studio revving up so that I can easily find my supplies.

It’s the last that really has me stymied. You see, all of my stitching supplies are up there. And the pseudo-ivory embroidery piece that I’ve been working on is up there… I went to take it with me to the last doctor’s appointment and couldn’t’ find any scissors. Now this is unusual, since I have about 30 pair of embroidery scissors. Today I found my scissors, had about an hour to work on the next couple of petals, photograph it and post it here, and lo and behold but the THREAD is gone.  As usual, I suspect a cat. One of ours has taken to stealing threads from my stitching stands… and the arm of the couch, and anywhere else she finds it…

So I’ve been knitting socks in the evening. Finally the EO has a pair of hand knit socks that fit him. And I’ve got an idea of how to shape them to fit his weird foot and leg.  This is the third (fourth?) try. And it finally worked. MY socks, I’ve ripped out three times now and am about to cast on yet again.

But the stitching? It’s been non-existent. And I’m annoyed, and impatient, because I have PLANS!  And I really really want to share my discoveries about Ivory embroidery with you!  So. Soon. I’ll keep plugging away, but posts may be a bit sporadic for the next little while while I dig out my studio – it’s almost there, but the EO needs to do electrical work before I can put up the new drafting table, so probably at LEAST another week, durn it…; configure and learn to use my nifty new computer (I’m living on the laptop and pining for my big monitor right now!).

December 31st, 2010 by deRomilly

Year End Round up

Cat and martini

Happy New Year!

2010 has NOT been easy. 2009 ended with me being laid off from my day job, and before that even had a chance to register, spending two weeks running back and forth to the vet and the emergency vet while we ascertained that our youngest cat — my Dora — had gone into total kidney failure. The wonderful vets at our Animal Hospital got her stabilized, and now after a year we’re falling into the routine of sticking her with a needle every other day and pumping her with sub-cutaneous fluids. Kind of like kitty dialysis. She and my Dad (who’s on human dialysis 3 times a week) commisserate whenever he visits.

Then, as I focused on rebuilding the needlework line, the EO spent more than 6 months fighting health issues. We finally got an inconclusive diagnosis in October just in time for him to miss our planned getaway to Beach Blanket Beledi and the romantic beach weekend that was supposed to go with it.  (Our dance troupe did well, though, and we got lots of compliments, thank you!) And the treatments for the health issues are improving life dramatically for both of us now.

October was my first online needlework show, and despite a couple of errors that I’m horrified about now, it went pretty well for a first trade show. I’ll be back next year.

My secret knitting project (that I didn’t post about earlier this week because of NEXT paragraph) was received well, and I’m finding myself designing sweaters as well as knitting them (eek!). Note: The secret project is NOT one of mine.

Then we had snow after Christmas. Yay snow! Pretty. White. Deep on Sunday and icy on Monday. And Tuesday we started the day with the panicked call that said recipient of pretty new knitted sweater was on his way to the hospital. He had missed dialysis on Monday because of the snow, they didn’t reschedule him immediately, and he landed in the ER and then the ICU with potassium poisoning. Not fun at all – for any of us.  He’s much better now, and happy to be home with HIS cat, Martini (that’s Martini up there at the top of the post, trying to steal some of his namesake, the lush!)

All in all, this was a tough year. I’ve found myself facing (and hiding from) my self-confidence around business matters, and there have been some errors that I wish I could have a do-over on, but I’m finding a stride, if not my final one, and I’ve grown in ways I didn’t think I could (that thud you hear is the EO banging his head o the wall because much of what I am finally learning {I hope} are things he has been telling me for the 10 years I’ve known him…)

What I want from next year -

Ease. I want to continue learning, but I’d like more of the lessons to be a little lot less painful, please. I’m feeling, at this moment, like I’m finally beginning to be ready to move ahead, and maybe more importantly, that I can handle moving forward. So. Lightly on the gas pedal, and let’s get this car rolling slowly at first. But forward movement is imperative. And I want to share my love of needlework and dance  and the many various styles of both that I’ve learned over the years with others, y’all first on the list.