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Thanks, BOB!

Thanks to the washout that was Big On Bloor 2009, I’ve had a head start on Christmas crafting!

Remember this?
yellow rainbow round ripple baby blanket

It’s bigger now:
bigger yellow rainbow round ripple baby blanket
(Colours are a lot closer to real life in the first picture.)

And it is officially the First Finished Christmas Gift of the Year. Let’s have a round of applause!

I also made this, which the always lovely Roopurt is modeling for us:
pink/purple/peach spiral skinny scarf

Here is a close up:
close-up of the skinny scarf

I used a single ball of yarn I found in my stash that was unlabeled. I’m pretty sure it’s Astra but they don’t seem to have this colour anymore (even though it looks like this colour is the featured picture… weird).

To make this kind of scarf, you make a base chain approximately as long as you want the scarf to be, then do 2dc in each chain on the first row, and 1dc in each dc for the following rows.

I wanted to see if the “no base chain” foundation row method would work for this… and it did! It’s a bit complicated to write out, so I’ll save a tutorial on this for another post. If you simply can’t wait for that, do a search for it on Youtube. It’s pretty neat!

Murphy’s Law: A Practical Application

“Whatever can go wrong will go wrong, and at the worst possible time, in the worst possible way.”

Truer words have never been spoken.

Sunday, August 30, 2009 started early for us. Up at 5:30am, I headed over to the Always Open convenience store to get some milk and a coffee for Charles. It was moving day, and mostly everything was packed; we didn’t want to have to move an entire kitchen’s worth of food, so the coffee-making supplies were packed and when we ran out of milk on Saturday, we decided to rely on the nearby convenience store, whose name really bears repeating: Always Open.

When I got there, I saw this:

(This is a story of epic proportions with lots of pictures, read on under the cut!)
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Where have YOU been?

Holy guacamole, what a summer! You are right to demand to know where I’ve been.

Since the last episode of fantasticmio.com my laptop broke; it still works, it just doesn’t stay open! Just check out that hinge:
broken laptop hinge

It was decided that I needed a new computer. Not wanting to bother with Windows Vista, and not willing to muddle through with the broken laptop, I got a netbook that runs XP.
Acer Aspire One netbook
We named it “Sprinkles”.

But that’s not why I haven’t blogged.

I turned 32 a few weeks ago. It was awesome.
mio turns 32

That cake was decorated by my 8-year-old neice (she’s the one in yellow. You may remember her from the Breast Cancer walk post.) She’s been taking the Wilton cake decorating classes at Michaels. It was her idea. The lower age limit for the classes is 10, but they agreed to let her take the classes if an adult took it with her, so my Dad is also taking the classes. Word is that the only thing she’s having trouble with is making flowers with the Royal icing. Not because making flowers is difficult, but because the icing is so stiff that she can’t pipe it out of the bag properly. I hear her buttercream roses are beautiful, though!

Yes, that IS the basketweave technique.

For my birthday I received all sorts of wonderful things. A Cricut personal cutting machine, as well as a bunch of accessories for it; an iron which I intend to use for all manner of crafty purposes, including using in conjunction with the Cricut machine and some freezer paper to make amusing t-shirts; some clothes; tickets to see Riverdance (always a good show!); a really neat Halloween cross stitch my Mom made; and, of course, YARN!

More on the gifts in another post!

My birthday isn’t what held up the blog either.

What held up the blog is our fantastic news: we’re moving! Moving day is Sept 1, but we had to get the current place ready to show to potential renters, and what a job it was!

We packed up some clutter, threw a lot of stuff out (including the entire contents of the fridge when it died suddenly), and most traumatic: packed up the yarn! *sob* Most of my stash, which turns out to be at least twice as big as I thought it was, is now living at my parents’ house.

Evidence of our efforts:
clean kitchen

Cleaning for the move made me late in sending out my packages in the two swaps I’m in, but they’re all out now, and half of my partners have received.

Whew!

I’m hoping to spend the next little while catching you up on the crafty things I’ve been doing and if I time it right, I can show you the motifs I made very soon! Here is one of my favourites I sent out:

broomstick lace in the round crochet motif

Stay tuned until next time, same fantastic time, same fantastic channel! ^_-

Sweating it out

I bring yarn and hooks with me almost everywhere. You never know when you might have to wait or you might get struck with inspiration! The other day, when I got to work and was pulling my lunch out of my bag I noticed that my yarn was wet. Not a huge deal, as it was acrylic and it dried quickly, but still rather annoying.

The culprit? My Diet Coke. Normally I drink pop in cans, but at my work we are not allowed to have open containers of liquid near our workspace (I work with really old books and expensive computer equipment) and bottled drinks need to live on the floor. (I work in a very dark environment too… this will be important later!)

Well, I’m home today due to my bum knee acting up again, and am kind of stuck in my chair. I felt like crocheting something and the closest yarn to me was the Bernat Handicrafter Cotton I was using yesterday to make dishcloths. I had lots of odds and ends, especially of bright colours, and so my Diet Coke cozy was born:

bottle cozy

With those crazy colours there’s no way my drink will get lost on the dark floor in the dim room!

The back:
bottle cozy

The top:
bottle cozy
At the top of the cozy I did a round of mesh, basically *dc, ch1 (skip a stitch)* repeat, to make holes to weave in a bit of a drawstring. The drawstring itself is mostly just 1 sc in each base chain, except on the ends I did 2 sc in each base chain, to add a bit of a twist.

The bottom:
bottle cozy
The bottom is actually a circle (the shape of the bottom of the bottle makes it look a bit like a wonky-pentagon). 12 dc, followed by 24 dc, then a round of sc in the pattern of *sc, sc, 2sc* repeat

I tried to get a close up of the stitch pattern in this pic:
bottle cozy
After a round of 1 dc per stitch in the base, I started a pattern of *dc sc* repeat, and in the following row *sc dc* repeat, so that sc goes into a dc and dc goes into a sc.

I made the mistake of measuring this as I went with a bottle of Diet Coke I was actually drinking, which means that the sides of the bottle were sweating, and it made the yarn wet every time. Crocheting with wet yarn kind of sucks! (Which, if you’ll recall, was one of the major motivators for making this project…). I finally got wise after a few rounds and found an empty bottle nearby (What? We’re in the middle of a garbage strike here. Of *course* there was an empty drink bottle next to my chair. lol)

Here it is empty:
bottle cozy

I’m going to have to make another one of these, as I usually have two bottles with me. I’m thinking of doing some sort of spiral pattern…

RIP BOB

Well, BOB is over, and it was quite a ride. (Big on Bloor flickr pool)

Those of you who live in Toronto know what a beautiful day it was yesterday, what with the thunder storms and intermittent rain all day.

I arrived at the fair about 2 hours after they’d closed off the street, and an hour after they said we could come and set up only to find no tables and only two other vendors on my assigned block. It was spitting out a little, but not too bad.

We got the tent up before it really started raining again and the tables and chairs finally arrived.

There were supposed to be 26 vendors on my block; there were 7, including me. I was also at the very end of the fair, which is what I wanted, but turned out to be bad since most of the people attending never made it that far. I can’t say I blame them, I’d have bailed after only a block or two as well. The weather was just so terrible, and the vendors few and far between.

I only had about a dozen people actually come up to my table (of which I was quite proud. It was very colourful!)

BOB table

BOB table

Here’s what the fair looked like from where I was sitting:
BOB table

BOB table

Notice the lack of other vendors!

Still, I did get to meet a couple of fellow crocheters, which was great! And I did have a tent, which is more than I can say for some of the poor people around me. Umbrellas could only do so much in these conditions. The worst I got was a bit of spray. My inventory was fine, since it was all acrylic. It dried really fast.

It was a cold day, though. Luckily I make blankets:
BOB table - making a blanket to keep warm

If the weather had been better I think things would have gone a LOT differently, so it’s hard to decide if I want to try this again. If I do, I think I’m going to make fewer blankets, and more little things. The Tetris pieces attracted the most attention, but I do believe that the multiple colours of the blankets made people smile on such a dreary, grey day.

And since I didn’t sell anything, I’ve got quite the head start on Christmas. Always the optimist, I am! ^_-

Green Eyed Monster

So, I was at the first Toronto Craftster meet-up a couple of weeks ago, and I got a message on Facebook from my brother (you may remember him as the one with all that flexible tubing in his basement) asking if I knew anything about the Cricut machine.

It turns out that his wife was thinking of getting one. I’ve thought about it, but I don’t do enough scrapbooking to warrant the financial outlay. When I mentioned that to my brother he said that he was more worried about the cost of the room he had to build for it.

craft room to be

It doesn’t look like much now, but that’s going to be a really sweet craft room!

I’m so jealous! (Well, I do have green eyes…)

It’s been a while…

People say I’ve been a bit distracted lately. I don’t know what they’re talking about.

*cough*addict*cough*

With an hour to spare

I finished my April square!
April square

*passes out*

I swear, I don’t mean the Leafs!

Imagine you’re a hockey fan. You go to watch a game live, and your favourite team is playing. At a critical point in the game, the star player, the one whose name even non-hockey fans know, shoots and scores on his own net.

A handful of fans are upset, naturally, but beyond all logic, most of the fans are cheering!

After the game, the star player is interviewed, and they ask what he was thinking. He says that he scored the goal on his own net as a symbol, an example of how to shoot a puck. He wasn’t trying to get a point for his team, he was just raising awareness about goal scoring.

Fans embrace this. Road hockey games everywhere are littered with goals scored on a player’s own net. Peewee hockey games are never the same again.

A few years later, people start wondering why we keep losing hockey games.

This is how I feel about Earth Hour. (I know what you’re thinking now: “huh?” Here, look at a progress picture:
diagonal squares
I think it might be a blanket).

When I first heard about Earth Hour, something about it made me frown. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, and it wasn’t until after last years’ event that I started getting the picture. Two stories:

After spending a week trashing the idea of Earth Hour with my friends I went over for the weekly party (totally unplanned in this post, but it was actually to watch hockey). The party-goers had spent the day painting my friend’s apartment, so very few people were expected to attend that night. I showed up, about halfway through Earth Hour. I let myself into the apartment to find myself standing in total darkness. I couldn’t see at all, and since the walls were wet with paint, I couldn’t grope around for a light switch. I stood there, calling out to my friends, hoping one would hear me and find me in the dark.

Meanwhile, at another friend’s house, he needed to go to the bathroom during Earth Hour, but he couldn’t see the toilet in the dark, so he just held it until the event was over.

Both stories show how an important part of Earth Hour was missed in both cases: the idea was to turn off unnecessary lights. A lamp on for arriving guest so they didn’t ruin the paint job was necessary. The light on in the bathroom was necessary. Both groups failed to use them.

How does this relate to the hockey story, though? I see the WWF (who is behind the Earth Hour idea) as the star player. Even people who aren’t terribly active in environmental causes have heard of them. They come up with this idea to raise awareness of global warming.

But look at the Earth Hour website. While your lights were out, they wanted you to take pictures or video, using a camera that presumably runs on batteries. How good are batteries for the environment? They want you to blog live or Twitter. That suggests that you should be on your computer. How much energy does your computer use while it’s on? Even if you use a laptop, you have to plug it in sometime.

The heart of the matter is the lights, though. The idea is to turn off your lights. What do people use for light when they don’t use light bulbs? Flashlights and candles. Flashlights have that problem that they use batteries, but candles… something always bothered me about the candles.

What is the carbon footprint of burning a candle? I did a search, and the short answer is: it depends on what kind of candle, what kind of light bulb, and what kind of power plants you have. Considering all of that, a candle is either a bit worse or a lot worse than using a compact fluorescent lamp (AKA: curly light bulbs).

So, in an effort to raise awareness about energy usage, the WWF, using Earth Hour, has managed to promote an event where people all over the planet increase their carbon footprint for an hour, and they feel pretty fantastic about it, because the news tells them that the demand for electricity went down by a small percentage.

What they mentioned last year, that I haven’t heard this year, is that in Toronto, the first power plants to get shut down in a case like this is WIND. It takes a lot of effort and time to scale back production on a coal plant, and time and effort to bring it back up, so if demand were to drop significantly during Earth Hour, it would be the cleaner sources of energy that we lose. What good is that?

I’m a big fan of saving and protecting the environment. I don’t need to participate in Earth Hour because I don’t have any unnecessary lights on, as a general rule. I use CFL’s in every situation in my home where they are possible to use. I actively try to reduce my consumption of goods. I’m quite enthusiastic about reusing the items I have. I recycle (though, that’s a whole other rant that comes down to: hopefully, if we keep it up, they’ll be able to do it properly one day). I take public transit. I turn the water off while I brush my teeth. And on it goes.

The place where the hockey analogy falls apart is that we don’t all die when the team keeps losing. (That sound you hear is Torontonians everywhere giving a sigh of relief!)

In the end, what is my real problem with Earth Hour? These people are on my side of this argument and they’re doing something that hurts our cause.

After Earth Hour we have people who thought it was dumb and didn’t participate. No change. We have people who turned their lights off and used candles. Bigger carbon footprint. We have people who participated and thought that reducing their power use for an hour would make a significant dent in the problem of climate change. They’re wrong. We have people who participated and came away with the idea that “saving the environment” is inconvenient (stubbed toes, etc). They’re wrong. And finally, we have people who think that this sort of stunt will raise awareness. They’re wrong.

How many people do you think there are in the world who haven’t heard of climate change? Or global warming? Or at the very least, that CFL’s will save you money on your hydro bill?

It’s my opinion that we’d be better served if we had more people actively involved in getting businesses to be smarter with their energy usage (which is where most of the good feelings come from for Earth Hour: office lights turned off and not replaced with any other source of light).

We’re on the right track with getting people to switch to CFL’s. We need more ideas like this one. Other simple ideas that people could use if only they knew about them and had easy access to them.

We’re almost on the right track with reducing the use of plastic bags. Paying for grocery bags isn’t the answer, I don’t think. Not the full answer, anyway. Most people use grocery bags as small garbage bags, or to hold cat litter, or dog poo. Buying a plastic bag to use for these purposes kind of misses the point. What we need is a viable alternative to plastic bags for dealing with our garbage. Only then will people stop using them as much.

I think (and hope!) that’s the end of my rant. I apologize to those who come here for the crafts. I know there weren’t a lot in this post, but I just had to get this off my chest.

Ok, maybe a couple more pictures. This is another project I’m working on right now. It’s destined to be a birthday present in the near future:
long piece

And this is the yarn I’m using for that green/blue project mentioned earlier:
cheap yarn
It was quite a deal! I got 8. What?

Adventures in Public Transit

There once was a woman named Becky who enjoyed crocheting (and sometimes knitting, but we don’t like to talk about that). Becky has one of those jobs where there is time during the day to crochet (or knit, but again, we don’t talk about it much).

We join Becky’s story on a ridiculously cold day in winter. Her bum knee was bothering her so much that she was walking with a cane (decorated with colourful butterflies). She’s a bit bummed herself that since she’s using a cane this day, it will make crocheting on the way to work a bit more difficult.

As she exited the elevator at Dundas West subway station she saw that the train was already in the station. Knowing that she wouldn’t be able to get to the train before the doors closed, and knowing that the people coming down the nearby stairs wouldn’t be thinking that way (by which I mean, logically) she slowed down to avoid a collision. Sure enough, a man went tearing at the train as the door-closing chimes were playing.

In his rush to catch the train he accidentally ran into another man, a man who had decided to wait for the next train since rushing the doors is both dangerous and stupid. The running man made it on the train. As the doors closed behind him he noticed that he no longer had his messenger bag. You see, it had fallen onto the subway platform when he ran into the safe, smart man.

Becky chuckled when she realized that this man would now need to continue on to Lansdowne station. Climb the stairs there, cross the tracks, go down the stairs on the other side, wait for the next Eastbound train, get out at Dundas West station, climb the stairs (the escalator has been out of service there for over a month), cross over, and go down the stairs on the other side and hope his bag is still there. She didn’t know how long that sort of thing would take, but it was certainly longer than the two minutes that she, and the smart man, and the others who witnessed this would wait for the next train to come.

Getting on the next train, Becky noticed that there were no seats available. This wasn’t unusual, for Dundas West station is halfway to downtown and serves four surface routes. She sighed and braced herself with the cane.

Happily, she only had to rely on the cane for one stop when a young woman in front of her saw her, then got up and offered her her seat. As the young woman stood, an older woman saw the seat opening up and promptly dove for it. The young woman noticed this, and blocked the way so that Becky could sit.

It was a good commute in to work, where Becky made good progress on a new baby blanket, which she would love to show you but her camera still lacks fresh batteries.

The lesson in this story: if you are well enough to dive for a seat on the subway, then you don’t need the seat as much as the girl with the cane does.

I don’t want to leave you with a picture-less blog post, so here is one that is somewhat related to the topic at hand. Recently a new ad campaign started on the TTC from atheistbus.ca. The United Church had an interesting response to it.

I came across a website that lets you make your own similar ad. Here is mine:
my bus ad
(Yes, I know it’s grammatically incorrect… I was following the format and wording of the original ad.)