Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Elijah

Ok so a little late, but better than never right, I've cast on for Elijah, the cute blue Elelphant by Ysolda Teague. The last one had a wee demonic slant to his eyes no doubt the reason Peri felt he had to be duly attacked and kept under guard. This one I swear is out to drive me insane. You start by casting on six stitches and joining in the round. I mean that's fairly simple even with small toothpicks. Seven times I tried and seven times those darn six stitches stitched me up. They twisted and turn and lumped together until I decided Elijah would have to live with a nipple in the middle of his head. Then we have the trunk. The trunk that everyone thought looked like a duck bill so now I've ripped it back to see if the second attempt can make it more pachydermy. How can a stuffed toy cause such angst? Maybe I'll have answers in the morning. If I survive the night.

On a completely different note, I found out last night that my eldest daughter has been reading my notebooks and journals for years. This makes me feel somewhat uneasy not because there's anything terrible in them but because the writing in them is my deepest soul revealed. I put the craziest thoughts down, for instance in 2004 I put that I wanted to walk up a mountain. I don't even remember writing that, but it was definitely my handwriting and not my evil twin, which I don't have but wish I did at times because then I could be bad and blame her. Sorry I digress a little. Anyway this year I did walk up a mountain. A big one.


This is an active volcano in the middle of the north island. It took six and a half hours to walk over the Tongariro Crossing but it was worth it.


5 comments:

Willow said...

That's exactly why I don't write in a journal...

Ally Johnston said...

Tell me about it.

Bonnie said...

I often wonder if anyone looks in my journals. But you know, I don't think anyone could ever figure out what I am trying to say. I have so much rattling around inside my brain.

raining sheep said...

Boy, so glad I don't have children around the house anymore :) I hope you are doing well and I admire you for casting on for the Elijah elephant. I just don't have it in me to do toys, they are actually more work than a sweater. Hugs.

Thimbleanna said...

I want to walk up that mountain! I love that kind of stuff. Sorry about your journals -- that would definitely bother me. I guess that's why I never kept a journal -- I knew I couldn't really write down my very deepest thoughts out of fear that someone would find it.