Still Stitchin'

A few of my latest creations.

This scarf is for my friend Thad. He is a Marian brother. It's wider than I would make a scarf for myself, but he's got to be manly.


I didn't use a pattern, it's just a bunch of v-stitches. Until I think of something more clever I'll call it a holy scarf.





This pill purse pattern I got from CrochetMe.com I think it's pretty cute. It was quick and fun! It's really good for leftover yarn!

Are you stitchin'? Let me know!

I Cleaned My Room

I cleaned my room, I forgot how cool it was!
I dream of living in a vintage home.. right now I have to made do with just the inside being vintage-inspired.
I mentioned to a few people that I'd take pictures to let you see how it turned out after I moved in May. A little late, but here goes nothin'.

Here's my side of the bed. Crosby (center)sleeps on the other side.




My previously mentioned dress form.. outfitted for winter.













Re-vamped $50 dresser.













Trying to get just the right picture.












Another view of my re-vamped $15 bed frame with a quilt my great grandmother made and a really sweet Ella poster on the wall.

It's Lara's Fault

I'm succumbing to peer pressure.

25 things about me.

(deep breath)

1. I'm not a natural blonde.
2. I really like my feet. My toes get proportionately shorter as they go, they're little, and I don't have toe cheese. They're pretty cool.














3. I have three friends who are priests.. 2 Jesuits and 1 Marian
4. My roommate is my best friend. We've lived together for more than 6 months and we're still friends. It's pretty cool.













5. My favorite color is green.
6. I love children, but don't really think I want any of my own. I care for a brother and sister, 7 and 10, two and a half year old triplets... they are all so wonderful and I am changed because of them in my life.














7. I have add. I'll fool ya though.
8. I'm entering a misunderstood profession. Social workers do work in school, they do learn things, and they have issues too.
9. I was born in the wrong decade. I want to live in the 1940's. War and all. I love everything about the decade. The clothing, the culture, the music etc.














10. I still have trouble with basic addition. I'm starting to do flashcards. It's really bad.
11. I have friends who are adults. Some of my peers think it's wierd. I think it's awesome.
12. The first time I meet you, I'll have you summed up within the first 30 seconds. I'm totally right 99% of the time.
13. http://postsecret.blogspot.com <-- my favorite blog. period.
14. I encourage people to just be honest with eachother, but it's the number 1 thing I struggle with.
15. I feel like if I make my bed, it makes my room look cleaner, no matter what's on the floor.
16. I hate reading.
17. I struggle with meat. It's so wierd. I firmly believe that we, as a species, worked hard to climb the food chain and we should eat meat. I just have trouble with it. It wiggles.
18. There are a lot of things I like the smell of, but I don't like the way they taste. eg. coffee, beer. 19. I'm a bargain hunger.. seriously. I bought a beat up dresser, bed frame and two nightstands for $100 after borrowing a sander and a can of paint they are beautiful!
20. Wooh, I'm almost done!
21. I don't like receiving flowers. I take that back. I got some for my birthday that were awesome. Other than that, it's a waste of money, but I'll buy them for myself.
22. I love old dishes. I'm collecting pices of light blue harkerware to use after I graduate.



















23. Pearl earrings are my everyday staple.
24. I like to sleep surrounded with pillows and blankets.
25. My mom is awesome.

Stitching up a Storm

I thought I would update on my projects.

This sweet poodle skirt I made for one of the kids in my life that needed it for some cotillion something-or-other. I don't totally understand the whole thing, but she needed a poodle skirt, and I would not let her be seen in one of those tacky, store-bought, felt atrocities.

This little number is purple flannel, a store bought poodle applique (a time crunch prevented a hand made one) topped off with a black sequin leash. It's just presh.




This is my new room-mate, a 40's dress form I found on Craigs List. It adjusts in dozens of places instead of just 3 like the trash companies are making now. She needs a name, suggestions?

Although she is nameless, she's got some bod, huh?

For My Next Trick...

I think I'm going to make this next for the babies. Yes?

Aventura en la Nieva

So beautiful, yes?

Katie, Meet Snow

Last night my family and I trekked up to Grandma's again. The last time we came, June, it was lovely. The weather was beautiful, we did fun things like canoe and eat ice cream, and a good time was had by all. This time, the weather is not so beautiful, the river is frozen over, and the ice cream stand is closed. Can you tell where this is going?

The Texan is learning a lot about "winter."

Last night, on the drive from the airport, Syracuse to Potsdam, 2 and a half hours north, I thought we were going to DIE. It was snowing so hard. It was kind of like driving in one of those random Texas downpours, only a completely different kind of precipitation. Snow is much more frightening than heavy rain. Like I said, I thought we were going to DIE... sliding all over the icy roads and that sort of thing. After several conversations with St. Christopher, the patron Saint of travelers, we did eventually make it to Grandma's house in one piece.

Halfway we stopped for dinner and met my friend K and her husband J. K and I coached gymnastics together several years back. Not long after I met her, she got married and moved to Virginia and I thought I was never going to see her again. SOPRESA! She called me one day and told me that her husband took a job as the pastor of a church halfway between the airport and Grandma's! Small world! I'm so excited to get to see K more often.

Today, the high was 16. Barf. I told myself that because of the temperature I was going to change my ways as a "go baby" and stay inside all day. About three hours after I got up I was itchin to get out. I caved. I felt like I was suffocating with my two shirts, a fleece, a scarf a coat and mitts, with jeans and tights and fuzzy boots. (Don't worry guys, the fuzz was on the inside)

I've really got to hand it to people who live like this. I couldn't do it.

I hope to brave the cold and take some pictures at some point.

Happy Blogging!
K

What would I do...

What would I do without all my friends and their cool talents? My friend Stephen took these pictures a while back.. I gave some to my parents for Christmas.. they were a big hit. Thanks Stephen!

Cookie Creativity

Here is some highlights from Christmas cookie making, 2008. It was all in all very interesting because the Christmas-y cookie cutters are at my house in Waco. So, We made do.

This is the dreidel series. We live in a Jewish neighborhood, and we pay homage to our neighbors by partaking in Jewish food. Dreidel Christmas cookies aren't really Jewish food, but you get the picture.
On the left is the Christmas dreidel with red and green sprinkles, next is the traditional dreidel, and last is the Baylor dreidel, which I find quite ironic.


Next comes the Scottie Series. Here we have the Hanukkah scottie and the Red-Collar scottie. Both have dragee eyes.











My Mom was making this cookie and she decided not to put sprinkles on him. Concerned, I asked her why she was making an albino scottie. She replied simply, "No, he's a Westie." Genius.









This lovely cookie is probably my favorite. She is, ovbiously, a pink poodle. I used the very technical "post-it note spinkle funnel" to get all the sprinkles just so.

"I'm like, SO over it..."

I'm over immaturity. Well, not all immaturity because we're all immature in our own way. The past few weeks I've noticed some, what I think, pretty common college student behavior that I'm so over.

1. When people are lying they will, most of the time, look up and to the direction opposite of the dominant hand they write with. I'm a stealth eye watcher when I'm suspicious, but sometimes I don't look fast enough or someone is such a good liar they can fool me. Another good indicator is that when a lie is being told, the offender will say no in as many ways as they can think.

For Example:
Girl: OMG you totally like Suzie!
Boy: Are you kidding? No way. I definitely don't. What are you thinking? She's so ....

I'm hip to their tricks! This is applicable to one of the, oh, 3 things I remember about math: Two negatives equals a positive.

Show your vulnerability and admit that you are interested in someone. It's a compliment. It's nothing to be ashamed of.

2. I was having lunch with a friend the other day. I don't really remember what we were talking about, but he shared with me something to the effect of "when it comes to (random topic about the mating dance) guys think blah blah blah." He was so proud of himself. It was as though we were football coaches and he had scouted out a play from our opponents playbook.

I don't care. I am not interested in making a generalization about the male population and changing my behavior based on his, probably obnoxious, preference.

Don't put yourself in a box with the rest of your gender. You're not all the same and that's so wonderful. Besides, it's part of the fun!