All better!

She's all better, with a brand new conrod (and one in the wings), and I finished the merino I was spinning when Derek (the brute!) stepped on her (jk, honey :). I started a scarf... I cant see the details but maybe if you biggify...
I finished Joy's socks, but to my utter surprise! (not), they didn't fit her. I have learned a lot from this pair though and will do better on the next. The second had two holes in the heel, not sure what I did there, but it was also tight around the top. I thought I would make my life easier by binding off the same way I knit; now I know why they say to knit from the back of the stitch...

And I know I haven't posted enough of these, but if you're on facebook, look me up, I have bunches of pics of her there :) (look for Rebecca Pennington in the Reno area)
Joy went to the doctor yesterday, the first time since she was a week old. She weighs 9lbs 14oz and is doing just fine! Although she does have a bit of a cold with congestion (its so pitiful!), she is right on target with her growth. I love this outfit and those shoes!!! She is adorable. I may be prejudiced here, just let me know :)
On a sadder note, our Sansa, the "kitten who never grew up" is missing. DH says he saw her yesterday (she stays in Jari's room most of the time) but we can't find her anywhere in the house. She is an inside cat, but will sometimes sneak out the back door when its open; someone went out yesterday and didn't close it good and the wind opened it. We haven't seen her since. Keep good thoughts about us finding her, we miss her very much already.

An Unpleasent Surprise

I didn't want my next post to be negative, the last one has enough negative in it to last me till next winter. But it seems I don't have much choice, either I don't post or I tell you all what happened.

I've been trying to get myself back to spinning, so I've been sitting in front of my wheel at least a few minutes every day. I bought some green merino to kind of get me kick started and had been working on that. I finished a bobbin full one evening, and decided I would leave it on the bobbin and spin the other bump, then ply from the kate on my wheel.

That night, my husband (he's been on graveyard) comes to bed quite late. As he climbs into bed, he says "I'm sorry, I think I broke your spinning wheel." I had been brought half awake when he opened the bedroom door, but sat bolt upright at this muttered line. "WHAT?" came my startled cry! "Sorry, I went to turn off the light and stepped back and lost my balance. I stepped on the foot thingy and I think it broke."
OMG!!! I was too tired to get up and go look at that point (not to mention terrified to), but I had spinning dreams all night.

See anything wrong?
How bout now?
It's called a conrod. Its a thick plastic rod (same material as the drive band) and is attached to the treadle and to the drive arm (is that the right word?) with screws. The conrod broke where the screw goes through it in the drive arm. So my wheel is sick :*(
I've ordered two of them, all I have to do is figure out how to get the broken piece out of the drive arm. I think it will be easy to fix after that.

I guess it isn't all bad. My foot itches horribly to treadle my Joy (of course, now that I can't), so I started to dig through my bag of goodies and decided to try another pair of socks for Baby Joy (ironic?) since the ones I started before were supposed to be for a preemie, and she is past that now. Maybe I will get these done before she grows out of them :)
Next step, the short heel!

Arrrggghhhh! I hate this time of year!

I know I'm not the only one winter does this to; its cold, its dark, and its depressing.
I hate that I don't want to do anything that I enjoy, I have to force myself to spin, or crochet. The only thing that doesn't suffer that I love is reading. Plenty of time for that. I don't want to post on here, guess that's pretty obvious.... I don't want to go out side to work with the animals; I have great plans for an old silver sided shed out back, I want to move it over to the sheep pen and set it up as a shelter for them, but I can't seem to talk myself into going out in the cold to clean the damned thing out!
I started crocheting hair scrunchies again, hoping the fact that they are small and quick will help me get back to where I want to be and not put me off when I look at one... you know that feeling you get that says "That job is just too big for me right now, I think I'll go lay on the couch!"? Yep! Thats the one!
I just went to find my pile of scrunchies to take a picture, cant find them. I had them in my hand yesterday, all in a row, and I remember putting them somewhere.... I'm in a fog. I wish the sun would come out. As soon as I find them I'll post a picture.
Oh, and for the worry warts, don't mind me, I do this every year... pretty much.