Tuesday, September 19, 2006


It's Talk Like A Pirate Day. I'm very afraid that my husband and son are participating. Anyway.

No posts yesterday because my morning was interrupted by a sighting of the dreaded mouse. In my son's room. Yes, where the cat lives. Let's just say that Albert the cat is not a mouser.
Last night the internet connection was messed up, so my apologies for no post yesterday.

More Look Back and Cringe Posts:

Chris has some really good arguments against an 80's comeback.
I'm not positive, but I think I saw Beth on an episode of "Dallas".
Tiphanie reminded me that we weren't all teens and 20-somethings in the 80's. Some of us were Punky Brewster!
Katie was adorable! She did however remind me that overalls are not flattering on anyone who no longer wears diapers. I'm not wearing overalls again no matter what.

I had big problems with overalls and stirrup pants back in the 80's. They were made for people of normal proportions. I'm only 5'7", but most of it is legs. Stirrup pants cut into my feet while the crotch of the pants landed somewhere between my knees and where it was supposed to be. Which meant that I was constantly pulling them up which in turn cut into my feet even more. Stirrup pants were a vicious fashion circle for me. Overalls were always flood pants for me. Alternatively, I would adjust the shoulder straps as long as possible so that the bib was way down and again I had the hanging crotch. Real attractive. Of course we didn't call them overalls back then, they were bibs. As in, "what are you wearing to the hockey game tonight?" "I'm just wearing my bibs".

In knitting news, I've completely fallen for this. Who hasn't? I've told myself that I'm going to take it slow. It could take years because at $8.50 to $9.50 a skein, this is going to end up being a throw that costs well over $200. I've completed two squares and started on a third and I've come to the conclusion that even with all the new worsted weight self-striping yarns out there, you couldn't substitute. Part of the fun is that you never know what the Noro Kureyon is going to do next. (including when it's going to break in a very random fashion, but that's a whole 'nother post) It's like a great mystery novel, you really don't know how things are going to turn out until the very end. I'm addicted. It's just fun knitting. Like knitting should be!


Kat said...

I love that blanket - maybe we can get a group together and we all buy a skein of Kureyon and then it can travel from house to house as we knit it. When it is finished, we can have a rotating schedule for use! :-)

Chris said...

I had the EXACT same problem with stirrup pants. *shudder*

Sheepish Annie said...

Stirrup pants never worked well for me either...I'm not that tall, but what height I have is all leg. Arrrgggg...(that's me being a pirate in uncomfortable stirrup pants)

Beth said...

Yes, stirrup pants were a pain. I wore mine with granny boots and big sweaters. How could I have thought that looked good?!

Tam said...

Ah yes, the pain of stirrup pants. I remember it well. I, too, am tall/leggy and I spent a lot of time with the crotch of my pants down around the mid-thigh area. Very attractive. (not)

I totally agree with your assessment of Kureyon. It's one of the most thrilling yarns to knit with. If you want to be REALLY addicted, try Silk Garden. That stuff is like crack. Same colors but a much nicer hand and better drape. The bad news is: same gobs of vegetable matter and random and inconvenient knots but it's well worth it.

Debby said...

I love the 80s (Pretty in Pink!), but after reading your post, maybe not the clothes. My personal favorite outfit was cotton pants with a big flowered print, a neon (as in highlighter) yellow shaker sweater, and big dangly earrings. I don't think I ever got to the point of doing the one earring or mismatched earrings like Madonna, though.

I'm envying your long legs, as I'm not short, but have to hem everything because I have short legs. The shoulder pads were great though...it actually gave me shoulders. :)

tiphanie said...

Lizard Ridge. Mmm. You're right about the addictive nature of the throw.

Stirrup pants- blech.