Knitting and The Day After.

What a day.
I'm a wee bit tired, but I've been sleeping weirdly lately -- my dreams have been too odd and vivid, and I've been waking up intermittently through the night with feelings of off and discontent: If only I could remember what I'm dreaming, perhaps I could pick it apart and resolve it. C'est la vie.

Picked up a cheapie digital camera that was actually 2 whole megapixels, mostly so I can take pictures of friends, cats, and finished knitting projects. (And I'm going to mock Fry's Electronics a little here: 2 MP camera for what you were charging for a Spider Man licensed digicam with 'VGA Resolution' -- which I forget, but I think was something like 720 x 480. Or less. Hmm...) After all, isn't the whole point of having a blog mentioning knitting and food to share pictures with the world? :)

I'm so pleased that I finished that simple shrug yesterday -- It's done, it's over, woo hoo!
I have a rather guilty love for Caron's yarns, but I've decided their patterns (albeit their free ones) leave much to be desired. And alternately, I love Lionbrands' free patterns for ideas and picking apart, but I'm none too pleased with their yarn these days. There's no winning, is there?
Current project: Twinkletoes in Cascade Fixation, color: black. I couldn't give up that project for long; I'm clearly either stubborn, a glutton for punishment, or both -- but the stretchy cotton is proving so much more satisfying to knit than cotton-ease.

The fiancé asked me two days ago what I wanted for my birthday, and I had a lot of ideas: I was eyeing the dark blue dreadnought acoustic in the Guitar Adoption Center's window, but since my best friend is already responsible for me getting my paws on a tiger striped acoustic from the same place, it might be a little overkill on the guitar front.
I suggested some plastic containers from the local JoAnn's for yarn storage, and he gave me a look for asking for something practical -- I about died on the spot laughing, since there have been times in the past that he's accused me of eschewing practical gifts in favor of frivolous things. (Rightly, perhaps, but hey. Gifts are meant to be fun.)

And then it occurred to me. Rockler's.
I want to make a spinning wheel: A few months ago, I bought Richard Schneider's No-Lathe Saxony-Style Spinning Wheel Construction Manual with the intention of making a spinning wheel, though life conspired to keep me from getting into the project. And, we have a Rockler's Hardware locally, which is honestly the best source in our area for non-pine woods. Red oak. Maple. Exotic woods.
So this weekend, I've talked him into setting foot in the Rockler's with me and figure out what it's going to cost to pick up the materials for making my spinning wheel. If it's more than half the cost of a Kromski Prelude, he's agreed to go halvsies with me on the Prelude itself.
I'll be over here, doing a happy little dance over getting a spinning wheel one way or another and mentally running the benefits of finished vs. unfinished.

Guess this means I have to figure out the best way to make him a space invaders sweater for his birthday. ;)