So, after intending to do it for absolute ages, I finally took the time to photograph my yarn stash for my Ravelry account. (Now, have I uploaded those yet pictures to Ravelry? No, I have not.)
And I have to say: it really helped me figure out what yarn I should – and should not – buy.
Turns out, I have a literal rainbow of colors; I own every single color of the rainbow – except pink. (And really, is pink part of the rainbow? Technically, no.)
Most of my yarn is acrylic, as I’m concerned about cost. While I would love to buy $30/skein yarn, it is not in my budget at the moment. I am thinking about buying through KnitPicks, though, as I’ve heard a lot of good things about them.
Most of it is worsted weight, so I couldn’t make a sock out of what I have, which is one of the next projects that I’d like to undertake. That, or a Christmas stocking…
I think, for now, I’m going to choose my patterns for my yarns, and not vice versa. It’s stashbusting time!
There’s a lot of perfectionist tendencies in me for many reasons, none of which I will be going into here. It took me an incredibly long time to realize it, but the single-most destructive thing in my psyche is that tendency toward perfectionism.
Why? It retards my growth.
I lean toward not doing things unless they can be done perfectly – which doesn’t allow me to start things at all.
So, as one does, I turned to Voltaire.
This wasn’t my natural inclination; as many of my former college classmates can attest to, anything to do with French philosophy is persona non grata with me. However, when I find myself grappling with my perfectionistic tendencies, I turn to a quote that I found in Gretchen Rubin’s The Happiness Project:*
Perfect is the enemy of the good.
You can’t do anything good if it has to be perfect all the time. And you can’t learn anything new if you have to know it, the best, right away.
So, I remind myself not to fall into that trap. Am I perfect at it? Not even close. But I am good enough – and that’s all you need.
Let’s start at the very beginning: cooking/baking and I have a difficult relationship. I have a lot of Southern background in me; therefore, food = love, in my mind. Biscuits? Gravy? Macaroni and cheese? Mashed potatoes? Anything fried? Anything sweet? Yes, please.
However, my waistline does not agree with this ideal eating plan, so I don’t bake sweets and try not to even buy them. I like the idea of cooking more than the actual process, just as I like the idea of baking. The Great British Baking Show introduced me to the non-sweet side of baking: breads, savory pies, etc. In particular, it introduced me to the idea of baking from scratch – starting with yeast and using the old world recipes.
So, after reading a recipe on the Kitchn that inspired me, I started with a 50-50 loaf: half-white, half-whole wheat. I should say that this recipe is not for those who are short of time: it took 5 hours from start to finish. Starting with yeast and warm water, I took advantage of the Florida heat and didn’t even have to put the bowl in a warm area to rise – the heat in my house took care of that.
While I would love to have a KitchenAid stand mixer (blue or green, if you’re buying), the fact remains that we don’t have enough counter space or interest to make it a sensible purchase. So, I hand-kneaded the bread, and let me tell you: there’s something cathartic about it. You have to put a LOT of effort into it – but be careful about overkneading. (Trust me, I did not get there: if anything, I was afraid it was being underkneaded.) I wouldn’t say that you can knead your troubles away, but it doesn’t hurt.
Also, I didn’t realize that there were special instructions for making your bread into a loaf shape: again, another article on the Kitchn saved me on this. But here’s a picture of the loaves as they went into the oven:
And here’s a picture of the finished loaves (already half-eaten, as I forgot to take a picture before we cut into them).
They were insanely delicious. For someone who is a so-so cook, I made a great loaf of bread.
We just finished them up today (with a little help from my mom) and I will be baking another loaf this weekend. I bought some raisins, so we’re either having cinnamon raisin bread, or if we’re out of cinnamon, just plain raisin bread.
(The ultimate goal is to make a braided loaf – a challah-like loaf, if you will – but I want to get my bread-baking confidence up first!)
Have you baked bread before? Did you find it surprisingly easy? Or will you never bake it again?
A few weeks ago, I was all set and raring to go to my first knitting class at my local yarn store. (A Good Yarn, by the way. They are great.) However, as this winter was wont to do, the instructor (the fabulous Ann Weaver) couldn’t get to Florida because she was snowed in. (Womp, womp.)
However, I’d already bought the pattern on Ravelry, so I decided: let’s go ahead and give it a try. It personifies what I like so much about knitting – there’s only really two stitches you have to learn and everything else is a combination of those two stitches. You can’t screw anything up too bad.
I personally am not sold on cowls; they’re just not something you can wear down here in Florida, and maybe it’s just me, but I feel like I’m being choked when I’m wearing one. However, I am sold on color.
I wanted to do an experiment in color without buying any more yarn, so I just used what I had on hand. Thus, the ombre cowl was born. The beginning:
The braiding was a really good technique to learn (even if I hated it by the end). I love striping and it’s a great introduction to main colors and contrast colors.
I loved the addition of the blue into the cowl – that pale blue color is just as pretty in person as it looks in the pictures.
My absolutely favorite thing? The slip stitch blocks in the upper third. Such a cool trick to learn – there’s a Ravelry pattern, Yon Tartan, that uses the same techniques to make a really cool (obviously) faux-tartan pattern.
So, anyone want it? If you want to pay me the shipping, it is yours. (We’ll Paypal it.) Leave me a comment on my Instagram and I’ll send it your way!