A Penguin in Central Park...

I have been knitting my little fingers to the bone lately. I have the whole front and back of my Central Park Hoodie blocking on my bed as we speak. Which reminds me, I fucking hate to block. The whole process takes way to long and the only place I have to do it in my tiny apartment is on the bed, which makes afternoon naps (or an afternoon delight, if J were actually home) out of the question. Anyway, I got the whole body blocked so that when I get the sleeves done I can immediately start on the hood and get this bad boy sewed up by monday. That is my goal anyway, lets see if it happens. As it stands now, I am about half way through the first sleeve and I am beginning to wonder how it would look as a vest instead of a sweater. Of course we may have a larger problem. When I got the sweater all blocked out it looked HUGE! I suppose I will never know until I get it on, but as it stands it may fit J better than me. I made the 52" version, because I have huge knockers, but I probably should have jumped down a size or two. of course, it's not like I swatched or anything. There is a little pattern snafu on the front right panel, and I accidentally added 3" to the length (Because I REFUSE to frog it). Oh well, now we just play the waiting game.

I also made another Pasha, since I can't get over that pattern. I ended up giving one to Harley, and my sister says she is still carrying it around all over the place. I felted this one, which would have turned

out great, except I seamed her all together and stuffed her before I felted, since I wanted the seams to blend in. Well, when I pulled her out of the wash, she had gotten really fat, like Cupcake Royal had relocated to my dryer. So in a nutshell, her white belly is not near as felted as her black and yellow parts. Also, one of her wings sticks out, straight from her side. J thinks it's funny, so I haven't really worried about it all that much. 

In other news, I went to a new knitting group last night in Renton. I joined the Ravelry group like a month ago, and for various reasons had yet to make it to a got together. Honestly, i was also a little afraid that they would all turn out to be fire breathing or something. I actually had to give myself a pep-talk before going in. I mean really, I have moved to Eastern Europe alone, I could certainly go an sit with some people in a Starbucks. Well regardless, they turned out to be really nice, and didn't look at me like a was a freak, encroaching on their happy established little group. J thinks going knitting will be good for me, that only working and sitting at home is making me a little batty. Maybe he is right. But I had stuff to do this week, like officially change my name to J's last name. I even found the elusive Social Security office in Bellevue.