My DD# 3 has never met a hat she did not love. Time of the year and circumstances are not important. I fear that if the horned helmets came in toddler size I would be in big trouble. My Mom would have got her one.As the main recipient of my knitted and crochet creations in the past two years she was really shocked to discover the “competition” from the new baby. So in the name of peace and quiet I have kn
I want to wish Happy Mothers Day to all my friends and readers. Mothering has been a lot on my mind lately. Not only the day-to-day work, but Mothering as an Art and how it affects all other aspects of our lives.I have also had a few projects, that just would not behave. So here is my theory of yarn behavior modification:Since my primary occupation is being a Mommy, I use my parenting skills when dealing with a proje
I love knitting for babies. Especially girls. I guess, I am living my pink dreams through my little girls. Baby knitting is joyously fast and very satisfying. After all, babies can make anything look good. And a little yarn truly goes a long way in the tiny creations that bestowed on babies. What an opportunity to try out wonderful colors and special fibers. One 100g. skein of sock yarn will often be more than enough
“The Winter past, the Spring is here,Our thanks for this to Party dear.”from a song that dates to my Mom’s childhood. Today is one of my Mom’s birthdays. Yes she has two. Why? It is a very Russian story. My Mother was born on March 5Th in 1947. Sorry, for giving it away Mom, you are 16 anyway. Then there was nothing very special about this date. Six years later, in 1953, Stalin died on March 5
Happy Purim to all. My DH and boys went to shul. To hear the Megila (scroll) of Ester. Someone is coming later on to read the Megila at our house for me and the girls. It is too hard for me to go to shul, and sit there for any amount of time. And Purim is a very boisterous, noisy holiday.So, meanwhile I am checking my emails, finishing up the grown up shalachmonos (gift packages) and heating up a meal for my family.
The snow just keeps coming down. Our windows go out onto the in-closed courtyard, a little bigger than a postage stamp. There were over two feet of untouched snow there. Totally irresistible. So we opened the window and let the kids enjoy themselves. I love the snowman they made, we were out of coal so he got prunes for eyes.
The kids are home. And they are BORED! So I decided it will be a good day for them to help out. They got to make up the shalochmonos (gift) packages, that we give away on Purim.Some people go totally nuts over them. They erect beautiful edifices out of exotic fruit, fancy food, gorgeous and usually useless containers, wrapped in shrink wrap. Some – are minimalists – they go for a paper plate with a can of
Do I sound like a petulant toddler? Maybe it is because I am feeling like one. I can not wait for the winter to end. I was actually grateful to today’s rain for washing away a lot of dirty snow. Winter is not pretty in the city. At least it is not pretty where we live.So, I can not wait for the Spring to come. I am creating my Spring bit by bit. I am playing with colorful, “springy” yarns and beads
It seems that my life is going in two different speed tracks at the same time. On one hand I keep thinking that I can do lots of things, make plans e.t.c. On another hand is reality – I move s-l-o-w-l-y, and get tired real fast. Even breathing seems like a lot of work sometimes. And my knitting has slowed down so much that I am getting frustrated with myself. Plus my little naps. I keep falling asleep in the mi
It is hard to believe, but a year has gone by since I started my blog.A whole year! So many things has happened. I am very happy that DH has talked me into blogging. It has given me a lot. Your generous comments have build my confidence, I finally believed that there is someone out there, who wants to know what I think, someone, who is willing to read what I write.Your kind support has started me on self-publishing m