Stinky knitting...

Today is the first time we have hade to stop and breath.   We are stayinf with friends while our insurance company finds us an apartment.    Our hostess is at work, the boys are at school are at school and Hubby had to run into the office for s bit.    I have been knitting and dozing between laundry loads.  I was reading but the I realized that the book I am reading is called "Inferno".    I've put it aside for now.

We were able to recover a couple of knitting projects.   I call these my stinky knitting and only work on them outside.  We meet with the insurance guy whose job it is to put a price on my knitting and stash tomorrow.   No doubt I will have more to say on that subject next week. 

Hanging by a thread...

The last two days have been spent dealing with our insurance company (they have been awsome) and interviewing contractors.  This morning we made a decision, this afternoon, we signed contracts, and earlier this evening the process began when our computers were taken away for evaluation (they will either be thoroughly cleaned or deemed non-salvagable and replaced).

We spent a couple of nights in a hotel.  Tonight we moved into a friend's guest room.   Tomorrow I get to go see an apartment.   We have been told that it will take two to three months but to be prepared for five just in case.   I think we will all feel steadier once we are settled in to a new routine and have Jack back with us.

My yarn and fiber has been deemed non-salvagable.  It will be taken, inventoried, and priced.   We will be given the full amount for replacements.   Everyone seems to think I should be thrilled at the process of replacing my stash but I actually have pretty mixed feelings about it.   Some of that yarn is comercial and easily replaced but a fair amount of it is hand spun and/or dyed.   I can get some more but not just the same.   There was yarn in there that were gifts or  bought on vacations or brought to me by my son a souvenier from his travels with his father.   Those balls/hanks/skiens can never be replaced.

On the other hand, this is my chance to fine tune my stash.   There was a time when I bought yarn just because it was pretty or on sale with no real plan for it.  Sometimes that worked out, others not so much.   Then there is the fact that tastes change over time.   What I had to have 5 years ago, may not appeal to me now.     I really only started buying only with a plan after that year I spent knitting out of my stash.   I really am more disearning now.

The only bag I had out with me the day of the fire was my beach knitting bag and Hubby's other sock. I had just started a Mac & Me Summer Skirt, so that is what I have been knitting while we talk, and talk, and talk to the boys, each other, our friends and family, and of course, insurance and clean-up people.

This netbook gets taken away for evaluation tomorrow, but I expect to have my laptop back by Friday (assuming it is deemed salvagable).   Until, I am fully up and running again, I will be blogging from my Fire.  Please forgive any wonkiness.

Burnin' Down the House

Last night, while waiting with T1 to pick T2 up at a friend’s, my cell rang.   It was T2.  He told me that Hubby was trying to reach me because the house was on fire.   At first I waited for the punch line to this not very funny joke.   There was no punch line.   This was no joke.   I called Hubby and he confirmed that our house was burning.

We don’t know exactly why yet, but according the fire marshal, the fire started in our garage, in the dryer (yes, we clean out the lint after every load and the exhaust duct was just changed a week ago).   The flames shot up and around the inside of the garage, burning everything in it’s path.   It went up through the ceiling, into the attic and down our walls.   We were told that it was a mere two minutes from blowing the roof off of our house. 

The garage is a total loss.   The rest of the house was choked with black greasy smoke that has coated every last thing in our home.    There are burn marks on the ceiling where the flames reached out of the vents.    The smell is acrid and pervasive.   We have been told that it will be six to eight weeks before we can get into our house.

I am not a good enough person to say that this is okay because …    What I will say, is that I am grateful that Hubby was in the pool and the boys were out with me, when it happened.   T2 spent the day with a friend and Hubby and I spent the afternoon at the beach.   It could have happened while T1 was alone in the house.   It could have happened while Hubby was in the shower after his swim.   But it didn’t.  It happened while we were all outside.  And, Hubby was able to get Jack (our dog) safely out of the house, too.

I am overwhelmed with the magnitude of the task before us, but I am aware and grateful for the blessing that kept my family safe.   I am grateful for the neighbors who opened their home to us last night.  I am grateful for the firemen who arrived just in time to save our home.   I am grateful for the Red Cross workers who were there to offer help and the friend who took Jack on a moments notice.   I am grateful for the outpouring of love and support from our family and friends.

This sucks big time.  Still, I am grateful.

My Desk, No Gloss

Inspired by Kim Werker of Mighty Ugly fame, this is a photo of my desk with no before hand clean up.       All things considered it is pretty neat.   The pile on the left is things that I need to see to sooner rather than later (A fax to send for my mother and a sock to darn).   The pile on the right is just the notebook I use to jot things down on while I work and sock blockers that need to be hung up.   The framed picture is awaiting hanging, as well.  The circular needles need to be put away.   Theorectically the CD case in the center is going to remind me to get that CD out of my car (hasn't worked yet).  Hubby's sock and yarn are on hold until the second sock is done and I need to change the earwires to lever backs on a couple of earrings.   So, there you have it.

Why the sudden need to post "No Gloss" photos of our desks?   It seems there are those who think we online crafters live "glossy" lives as evidenced by the "perfect" pictures we put up on our blogs, Pinterest, etc.   What a hoot!

How can I help?

My first visit to Whipup.net was a little more than three years ago.  Self-described as an online space that "brings the best original and exciting crafts to the attention of many", Whip up quickly became one of my favorite online hangouts.  

I found Whip up that first time while searching Google in the hopes of finding a Starbucks themed embroidery pattern.   Not only was there a free pattern that was perfect for my needs (a holiday ornament for a Starbucks crazy friend), but the link back to the artist brought me to Wild Olive & Molly Johnson.   If that were not enough, the resulting project induced me to give Starbucks a try which has completely changed my coffee drinking life.

Where am I going with all of this?   Sadly, Kathreen Ricketson (the face behind Whip up) and her husband Rob Shugg have died in a tragic accident.   They are survived by their children Otilija and Orlando.  

A trust fund for their future has been established.   If you are asking yourself, as I am, "What can I do to help?", please consider making a donation to the future of these two children.

You can read more about the circumstances and the trust fund here, and here.

One down, One to go

I thought this day would never come.  Finally, I have a sock that fits Hubby's foot.   Not too big, not too small, not too frou-frou, this sock is just right.   Now all I have to do is make another one.

What's on your needles?

Chez Serenity
16May13

NE Florida has really woken up.   The weather has been so nice that outside knitting has once again become a daily joy.

Ridgely has been on hold for the last week.  While knitting with the girls last Thursday, I put it down on the table, leaned on it funny (or not so funny) and snapped the needles right in half.   New tips were ordered from KnitPicks and I am expecting them any day now.

In the meantime, I have been working on my blue Euroflax Linen Tunic.   The back is finished, which leaves just the front shoulders to do.   For the most part I am very much a process knitter but in this case I am really anxious to wear this project.   I can see it now over my black jersey capris.

Also getting a lot of attention is my black Comfy Fingering Simple Joys Shawl.   I am still working on the seed stitch edging.   This is another project that I am as anxious to wear as I am to knit.

So, tell me, what's on your needles?