Author Archives: Ali

Easter Bunny

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So, I’m not completely in love with this one. But he’s kind of cute anyway…

The more I look at it, the more I want to change the nose, but I don’t know exactly how I want to do it. Any suggestions?

When I was constructing the body, he looked like a little ghost, which I thought was kind of cute,

But they are all happily co-habitating on the knitting shelf.

And, while it stopped snowing, it’s kind of gross, drizzly and yucky out. I think we’re having a night in! (And making homemade pizza for dinner with Artisan Bread dough)

Happy Almost-Easter

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And here in Northern Idaho, we’re celebrating with white, wet, cold confetti.

It snowed. Again.

Luckily it didn’t stick around for too long, but it’s mighty chilly in this apartment.

I’m making a cute knit Easter bunny,(he’s named the Sugar Bunny, apparently) pictures should be up tonight. Also, a giveaway coming next week, so keep on the lookout!

Meet Marisol

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I made another little animal. This is Marisol.

She’s got funny little legs.

But she and the little lamb get along great.

But once I saw them together I realized that I really didn’t like the button eyes on the lamb, so I pulled them off and did embroidery eyes instead.

I think he looks a lot better that way.

New Headband and Little Lamby

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Last night I made another headband for the Birds on a Wire fest we went to, (And will be attending again today)

And I made that little lamb.

Before the stuffing.

After the stuffing.

So, I was going to use black bead eyes, but I didn’t have any, and didn’t feel like going out to get some. So I made it with white buttons. It might look a little too Coraline for me, but we’ll see. Cute, no?

Baby Pixie

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I made this baby pixie hat for a baby shower I am going to tonight, for Beth and baby Jack.

I put on some extra buttons, to make the strap smaller, if need be. He’s an itty, bitty little thing right now.

Sweater Vest

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I got so excited last night about finished the sweater vest. I sewed up the sides and put it on… it doesn’t fit. Sometimes my whims work out, and sometimes not at all. So, the front half fits, which is good, but the back half is baggy in weird places.. I’m not really sure how to fix it, even. But I might just take the back half, unravel it, leave it for a few weeks and then take it out and work on it again. I think it just needs to be left alone for a while.

But with that done, that gives me time to work on my buttony sweater!

WIP’s

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Working on the little lamb. I’ve got his legs and body done, now he just needs a head and some arms.

Baby blanket for a friend, about 1/4 done. The fabulous and fun rippley pattern that I made Ezra’s in.

And the sweater vest! I’ve got mine nearly done. The back half is almost done blocking and then I just need to sew up the sides. I’m stoked to wear it.

Ok, I know it’s weird. The front half is gray and red striped, and the back is solid red? Weird. Yes. When I went to the store, they were out of the gray, so I just bought the red instead. And figured it would just be… unique? I don’t now. I am a little scared to try it on. I should have used a pattern!

I think I’ll start piecing it together this evening. Or, maybe I’ll just go to bed early. I did work late, and I’m kind of tired.

But, one more thing before I go! I made some Artisan Bread this weekend, and I decided to shake up the recipe a bit and added olive oil and roasted red peppers. And, let me tell you, it was amazing. We’ve been eating lots of it. So, so, so good.

Saturdays are my favorite

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Fresh fruit.

Artisan bread rising for Sabbath dinner.

Some good thrifting scores. A casserole dish, perfect for dinners for two.

And I got a ButterBell at The Salvation Army.

I hadn’t ever seen one of these before, but they’re pretty cool. You pack the bell full of butter, and put some water in the bottom of the bowl and it keeps your butter fresh, and soft, because it doesn’t need to be refrigerated.

Probably alot more sanitary than our regular butter on a small plate, sitting out.

Now we’re watching Heroes, chilling out in the apartment. It’s lovely outside, though, we may need to go for another walk!

Living in a small town.

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Moscow is not a big place.

There she is, in all her patchwork glory.

Today, I got off work early, and needed to go to the Post Office to mail off the Giveaway package. It was so lovely out that I decided to open up every window in the house (except for the one in the living room, which is stuck shut and only Paul can open.) The post office is very close to our apartment, a walk that should have taken only 4-5 minutes, however, living in a small town, that walk took 15 minutes. Why, you ask? Because only nearly every block I ran into someone that I knew, and had a good chat. There is something nice about running into people you know, pretty much everywhere you go. It’s a great way to keep up fellowship with fellow church members.

After I left the post office, I didn’t want to go home to an empty house, so I decided to take a walk. Street musicians greeted me downtown, the sun shining brightly through the branches of the trees. I stopped and got some coffee, settled down to read my book in Friendship Square, (The Zoo Keeper’s Wife, very good. An incredible true story from the Holocaust.) but never got more than a a few pages through my book without someone stopping to say hello.

The Saturday Farmer’s market is the highlight of Moscow’s small downtown district, with fresh produce, art, craft vendors, lots of food, live musicians and crowds of people to watch. Moscow also provides some amazing people watching. We have a lot of… for lack of a better term, hippies. The dread-locked, hemp clothed, “Don’t Pave Paradise” bumper stickered people. Those, co-mingled with the sorority girls and frat boys, makes for an interesting combination of people, coexisting in a small town.

I wasn’t sure that I’d like living in such a small town, but now I realize that it’s this kind of small community that I thrive on, and it may be a harder adjustment moving to a bigger city when that time comes. You should all come visit me out here and see how pleasant living in a small town can be. (That means you, Hilary!)