gnome and dishcloths

So, you know how I make awesome cupcakes, right? Well, I’m constantly outdone (and inspired by) the folks in the Vegan Cupcakes Flickr pool, but nothing there prepared me for this. It’s knitting and cupcakes combined, people! That’s crazy delicious!

Speaking of cupcakes, I never did take photos of my coconut lime cupcakes for M‘s shower, nor the brownie cupcakes (made with whiskey! Cupcakes of my people?) I made for the Spinstah‘s Memorial Day shindig. I didn’t even snag a photo of the pink and lime cupcakes I made for R‘s graduation party. She, however, takes many photos, and I’ll see if I can grab a copy of the evidence of their glory. I still have a couple of spoonfuls of lime frosting left. Mmm, delicious. Oh, and I made her a gnome, too. She named her Wendy. (That’s her in the photo above, pictured with dishcloths made for M’s bridal shower. Dishcloth pattern from Mason-Dixon Knitting.)

Speaking of gnomes, The Yarn Harlot put up the post about the Webstravaganza last Wednesday. Dude. That’s a lot of knitters. Seriously, there were 600 of us. And, yes, the knitting gnome made the blog! I’m glad it got on there with all the other weird things she’s encountered lately. That makes me smile, indeed! Also, if you scroll down to the picture of the hats, the one I donated is near the middle, all the way to the right hand side of the photo. It is black, grey, and yellow. I called it the “mellow bee” hat, but I forgot to photograph it before I left. I was in a hurry, and was busy trying to decide which yarn to bring with me. It was a big decision and took much of my concentration, apparently.

Hey, remember the giant glove? Well it was at Webs, too. I can’t believe I missed out on the chance to get a photo in the gloved chair. I also missed many opportunities to take photos of (or even exchange names with) the people I met there, especially while waiting in line. Aimie (who I chatted with in line) got some great photos from the front row at the Calvin. I (well, my shoulder and “Peanuts” bag) am inadvertently in one of her photos taken while standing in the long line in the warehouse. Oh, and Peta was there with a gaggle of knitters aboard the Yarn Safaris magic bus. It was great to chat with her for a bit, too.

The car’s back in its rightful place in the driveway, which is nice. It’s going to take me a little while to get used to how the new transmission feels. It’s as if the car has had a spine transplant. I’m happy to have it back. It was rather embarrassing to have it in the shop knowing that it was filthy inside. Trash and what not everywhere. You know how your mum always said to wear clean underpants because you never know what’s going to happen? Well, you should always have a clean car for the same reason. I’m sure they’re not giving it another thought (I’m sure they’re quite happy with our money), but I can’t help but feel weird that strangers out there know that we keep a filthy car. I think I’ll got tidy it up before dinner.