I have beads .....

..... but seeing as they're clear and white beads I'll have to photograph them in natural daylight tomorrow. I'll do that and post them in the morning.

One down, one to go

Here's half a pair of the Dead Simple Lace socks that I mentioned in my last post. Better get on and knit the other sock or I'll have one warm foot and one chilly one!

No real news today so I thought I'd share a couple of photos with you. The one above is a shot of a gorgeous daffodil (I just mis-typed that as dafoodil - ha!) which is part of a huge bunch that Veryan kindly gave me.

And the picture below is Jemima and Martha enjoying some newly-laid turf. Aw!

I'm off up to Cambridge to see Chris this afternoon. Fingers crossed that when I come back I'll have some beadmaking ability. Have a great weekend!

Docs & Socks

Still miffed by the lack of beads? Yeah, so am I.

Thing is, I'm not myself. Well I'm me, but I'm not right health-wise, if you see what I mean. I hate going to see the doctor. I have an if-it-ain't-broke-don't-fix-it attitude to life and I always worry that they'll find more wrong with you than you think there is, so I tend to avoid health professionals as much as I can.

But lately I've had to accept that there's something not quite right with me. I went to the doctor early this morning and she is slightly baffled by my symptoms. These are too boring and numerous to list but let's just say that they're lady problems. Not actual ladypart problems but hormone-related ones. (Oh dear - is that too much information?) Doctorlady has narrowed it down to three possibilities. As such, I had to go back a bit later for blood tests so they can get more of an idea of what's wrong. I'll have to wait a couple of weeks for the results.

I was going to make beads today but all the to-ing and fro-ing with the doctor thing has put the kibosh on those plans so instead I'm knitting. A sock. And yes, I know I started a separate blog for the knitting but I couldn't be arsed with two different blogs so you'll have to put up with the occasional knitting-related post here!

I got a new book the other day called Socks From The Toe Up which is written by Wendy D. Johnson of Wendy Knits. She is an awesome sock knitter who writes about her work on her blog. One of my fave web reads. Anyway, the sock I'm working on is a pattern from the book and it's called 'Dead Simple Lace'. I'm knitting with a gorgeous pinky-purple cotton yarn. I'm looking forward to wearing these ones. I think they'll be nice and comfy.

I'll let you know if a miracle occurs and I create some un-cake-shaped beads .....

They're everywhere!

Now I can even adorn my earlobes with cupcakes courtesy of the fantastically talented Helen Prole of Beady Bugs. Aren't these fine silver earrings just so sweet? Helen made them for me and I love them - they are so small and perfect. And so very very shiny. I've been wearing them all weekend. Thanks HP! Helen is a fellow perfectionist and her work always makes me gasp in wonderment. If you've never had the pleasure of seeing her magnificent animal beads and superb jewellery then do head on over to her website and have a virtual wander through her galleries. You're in for a treat!

I've had another action-packed weekend. I seem to spend most of my life on trains at the moment. I travelled down Winchester way on Friday night and stayed with my friend Elaine for the weekend. I haven't seen her since I moved so we had a good old natter, ate lots of pudding, did some shopping and basically had a great time. We went and saw Lesley and David, some of Mum's friends, on Saturday evening and we had a fabulous dinner aboard their boat, Nautibuoy. It was such a lovely night.

Then yesterday evening before I caught my train home I made a flying visit to see Helen and James who again I hadn't seen for six months. I'll sound like an old person when I say this, but I can't believe how much their children, Ben and Emily, have grown! We had tea and cake (Helen knows me too well) and a very quick play of Guitar Hero on the Wii. I tell you, I am totally pathetic at that game. I selected Weezer's My Name Is Jonas as I know it inside out and back to front, but no, I was thoroughly useless. It's official - I absolutely suck at Guitar Hero. What made me laugh was that little three-year-old Emily knew all the words to the Weezer tune. That child has taste!

Yep, I'm still making Cupcakes!

Here's a shot of a whole bunch of them. Lots of glassy, cakey goodness .....