Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Monday, January 30, 2012

Fjord felted slippers

Been working on these for DH for months. Finally finished and felted today. My first attempt at an afterthought heel -- good thing this is a felted project, but now I know what to do next time. The foot part is looooong...so we’ll see. They are drying right now. Toasty warm, if nothing else.
Before
After
Clown shoes!

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Cheer Gear

These items will come in handy as holiday gifts for family members who support OWS, even if only from their comfy chairs in front of the computer. The Ed Hat does look a little like the one on the cover of Time this week, honoring the protestor as Person of the Year.  The yellow number is extra small, for pea-size headed Nate.   The cowl actually looks quite attractive! I have only just begin. Bought more yarn today to make Tastey a cowl and maybe gloves.
Hot Head
The Ed Hat



Tuesday, November 08, 2011

Another Halloween, come and gone

Halloween was postponed in out town due to the “freak” October snowstorm that toppled tree branches and power lines, making the streets unsafe for trick or treaters. I wasn’t up to celebrating Halloween on its calendar day, as I was still recovering from my very first root canal procedure, so I was relieved to be out the following Friday night. One benefit of the snow was that DH was able to create a Halloween themed snow sculpture, pictured here.


I’m thinking of taking a color knitting class at a LYS. I have attempted stranding but it is challenging. No samples to post yet. Not a lot of knitting getting done, either, overall. Maybe DH will have his slippers by Christmas. At least he can’t lose those at the Newark Public Library.

Tuesday, August 09, 2011

Lame-o Octopus

Spent a very nice weekend in Long Branch with Patty and Doug. I attempted to make another knitted toy for them, along the lines of Larry the Lobster from a couple of years ago. I ended up with a pastel octopus. Patty loved it, of course, but I don’t. I made a few mods on the pattern to make it faster, and I now see I used all the wrong colors. Saturated next time, not some lame-o neutral. Here he is, though, with his new pal Larry.


Sunday, July 31, 2011

The end of overthinking

It is the calories, dummy! Whether or not they come from beer or brachiole, baby carrots or chocolate soy milk. I already knew this on some level. Kessler posits that hyperpalatable foods stimulate certain individuals to the point of losing control. Our brains are wired to respond to the most “salient stimuli," namely fat, salt, and sugar. Cues and environment play a big role (read: rituals) in causing overeating.  Eating hyperpalatable food as a "reward” is where loss of control becomes a game of mind control. Without figuring out new ways to reward ourselves, we are doomed to treat ourselves to sugar, fat, and salt. The solution: learn new behaviors, avoid cues, externalize (talk about) your loss of control as if it were an outside force controlling you; basically, tell yourself to knock it off. Look at pictures of fat people. Make the connection between what you put in your mouth and your ability (or lack thereof) to bend down and tie your own shoes.

So it’s what we’ve all known all along: exercise more, practice portion control, eat only what you need for fuel. A lot of what Kessler writes about is directed to those who eat in chain restaurants and how the food industry plays on our weaknesses for the “salient stimuli.” We don’t eat out very often, but when we do, the choices for a healthy alternative are pretty dismal. It is making me re-think my cravings for Smashburger -- all those savory layers in the New Jersey burger. I am being manipulated! But I “like” it.

All things in moderation, n’est ce pas?  Maybe I’m over-thinking my overeating.

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Ganesh on the Jersey Shore

While I didn’t do much knitting on vacation, DH did a lot of sand sculpting. Here’s one of his more fabulous creations. He didn’t get to the Belmar Sandcastle contest on Wednesday, but he did spread a lot of joy in Ocean Grove.