my lovely lady lumps.

For what seems like months, I've been working on a little amigurumi sleepy eyed cat. I got the pattern instructions from this blog - and good thing, too - since the original instructions (and what you have to follow for some of him) are in Japanese I'm happy to announce he's done! hoorah! The crocheting sort of hurt my hands since everything's so tiny, but the photo ops are totally worth it!

hey! who's in my bed?!
oh! heh, it's you! Well, you better wake up because it's time to smell some flowers.... the only nice thing in the whole Book City basement!



Hey! That's *MY* miniature sample bottle of Marc Jacobs!.....but you look so cute nestled up with it I guess you can have it...

I haven't named him yet, but Patrick seems to think his name should be Abraham Lincoln Jr.

The other day while I had my camera at work I took the time to try & capture the fear & disgust & general trapped-in-ness I feel while there..

Sadly, this doesn't even come close to showing how I feel while at my job. But that doesn't matter since this morning I got a lovely phone call from a woman I interviewed with last week. "The job is yours if you'd like it." It took all I had not to weep into the phone that YES! Yes I wanted that job! Yes I wanted to be set free from my current situation! Yes I never wanted to have to cry in a supply closet! Yes I wanted a job with higher pay & shorter hours! and most importantly... "YES! I wanted a job that is a 5 minute walk from Romni Wool!"

It dawned on me that I really don't have much in the way of 'respectable work clothes' so I whipped up some pants this afternoon. I did this also because I'm ever so slowly starting to focus on what I want to start making for my line. (This 'line' will be incredibly humble, and long, long overdue since I'm going to make clothes geared towards girls like me... girls with junk in theys trunks.) Anyhow, pants have long been an enemy of mine, but I think I actually like these:
I took a picture of me wearing my spring jacket that I made - nothing is more satisfying to me than to know that the only child who was exploited to make my outfit was *myself*. The front of these pants isn't what I like though...it's the cute pockets on the back. In trying to get a good shot of my own ass I learned a couple of valuable lessons:

1) it's super, super hard to get a picture of your own bum - most of your photos come out like this:
2) it's probably best to get someone else to take the photo & never show it to you because I probably erased about 30 photos of less than flattering shots.

3) use the self timer. DUH!



I swear to you the pockets are even. It's my rump that makes them look askew. Here's a detail shot that I took by accident but that I actually like:

So - pants, kitty, and I cast on for the 'Pentagon Pullover' from Knitting Nature. I feel like a well oiled crafting machine!