Finished these yesterday and they are blocking and ready to wear for Halloween!! Feels so good to finish a pair of socks. Something I haven’t done in a long time. I’ve already cast on for my next project in a VERY SPECIAL yarn. I look forward to sharing it with you soon!!
Now I remember!! I remember exactly why I quit knitting socks. Why I have bags and bags of socks unfinished on the needles.
I love knitting the cuff. It’s exciting!! Casting on!! New yarn! New sock! New project!!! Then there is the magic of the heel. Heel turn, wheeeee!! I even enjoy the gusset decreases, all those k2togs and ssks. And then there is the foot. Dang that foot. Just miles and miles of knitting with the toe nowhere in sight. I have big feet. Loooong feet. Size 11 feet.
This has been a miserable week. I did something wacky to my knee last week and am STILL out for the count. I’m not a happy camper.
On a brighter note, October is soon upon us! Many knitters will be casting on for Socktober and I won’t be any different. I gathered my posse of local knit girls and we decided to do Knitober. (Not all the girls want to do socks and we don’t want to discriminate.) Rules are simple, cast something on around October 1st and finish up by the 31st.
I haven’t knit a pair of socks in forever and decided now is the time. I’m hoping with a deadline I might actually complete a pair and not add to my sack of single sock syndrome socks! I dug through the stash and picked out this appropriately coloured Halloweeny themed yarn!! Woot! Anyone else out there participating in an October knit project??
I bought a box of quinoa and tried a new recipe. I’ve had some issues with other quinoa recipes, it appeared to me that the quinoa to vegetable ratios were way off for me. I was scared that this one would have too many beans but I think it was just right! The cilantro added the bit of freshness it needed. I look forward to the leftovers this week!
Quinoa and Black Beans
- 1 teaspoon vegetable oil
- 1 onion, chopped
- 3 cloves garlic, peeled and chopped
- 3/4 cup uncooked quinoa
- 1 1/2 cups vegetable broth
- 1 teaspoon ground cumin
- 1/4 teaspoon cayenne pepper
- salt and pepper to taste
- 1 cup frozen corn kernels
- 2 (15 ounce) cans black beans, rinsed and drained
- 1/2 cup chopped fresh cilantro
- Heat the oil in a medium saucepan over medium heat. Stir in the onion and garlic, and saute until lightly browned.
- Mix quinoa into the saucepan and cover with vegetable broth. Season with cumin, cayenne pepper, salt, and pepper. Bring the mixture to a boil. Cover, reduce heat, and simmer 20 minutes,
- Stir frozen corn into the saucepan, and continue to simmer about 5 minutes until heated through. Mix in the black beans and cilantro.
Today would have been my 10 year wedding anniversary. This has led me to do some thinking about relationships through the years. When I was a teenager and in high school, I wanted a boyfriend just to say that I had a boyfriend. When I was in my 20s I wanted someone to party with, sleep with, and laugh with. In my 30s I wanted someone who shared my values and wanted a family and stability. Now, in my 40s I just want someone to share the 3 Ms with: meal, movie, and making out. Wonder what my 50s will bring?
Okay, so it’s not the knitting I was going to show you but it’s the knitting I have been doing. I got sucked in by the hexipuff craze. I had an emotional roller coaster of a week and I needed something that required not much thought and instant results. I succumbed to the siren call of the beekeeper’s quilt and knit hexipuffs. I doubt I will ever knit enough for a blanket but it is gratifying to knit these little yarny puffs of joy and squish them in your hands for hours.
ps – thanks to everyone for your kind words on my last post!!
The Squid and I went to my Mom’s for a little getaway before school started. Now we are home and adjusting our sleep times and schedules back to school time. Hopefully come Monday morning we will both be ready!
I’d like to take a minute and talk about my son and my dad. Yesterday was the third anniversary of my father’s death. My dad died when my son was 3. When The Squid was born my dad’s life completely changed. It was like he had been waiting 67 years for that single moment. Every little thing my son did my dad was more proud than if I had single handedly cured cancer while balancing the budget. I would call my dad and say some silly little thing about his grandson and it would spread through the San Antonio golfing world quicker than wildfire. At my dad’s funeral so many men came up to me and shared some story my dad had shared with them about The Squid. A couple of months before my dad died my son was diagnosed with Autism. The month my dad died was the first month The Squid started ABA therapy. When I think of how much my son has progressed in the last three years and how much my dad has missed well, it breaks my heart. I know my dad would be swelling with pride over each of The Squid’s accomplishments. It was difficult being at my mom’s house this past week because I was constantly reminded of how much my dad would have enjoyed our visit and the things he would have done with his grandson. I am sad that The Squid will not know what a great granddad he would have had.
Anyway, thanks for letting me share that. I promise I will be back to knitting and a pretty picture very soon!