One Crazy Fiber Lady

Wow, 3 daily posts. ¬†What’s the world coming to! ¬†See, I either post every day, or not at all for weeks. ¬†I’m the same with email. ¬†I’ll either getting into frequent conversations via email or take a long time to reply. ¬†Can’t explain it, but there ya go.

Sooo… I spent last evening in the company of my Van Eaton wheel again while watching the Sox lose once more to the Twins. ¬†Love that baseball on the computer thing. ¬†

As I’m finishing up the second huge bobbin from this one ball of roving that I *thought* was all of 8oz, I noticed there was a considerable amount left. ¬†I broke out the scale and weighed what was left: ¬†almost 4oz! ¬†I pulled the other two bumps out of the closet and got a rough weight on them: ¬†14.5oz. ¬†I guess I have way more of this fiber than I thought ¬†I know, I’m a dork. ¬†And yes, those two bobbins are different woods, you’re not seeing things.

I’ve made progress on the newest pair of Sims Socks.¬†

I took this picture on the ferry this morning. ¬†I can honestly call them Sims Socks as I’ve returned to playing the game during my commute. ¬†

It has been a while since the last Sims post and I know ya’ll miss those! ¬†I decided to give the Adama family a little rest and started a new challenge. ¬†Reading the Sims group on Ravelry, I tripped on the ISBI Challenge. ¬†Sounded like fun so I decided to give it a go. ¬†Also gave me a chance to create a new dude using some models I downloaded. ¬†Meet my first torch holder: ¬†Karl Agathon. ¬†He’s a family sim with the aspiration to hit his anniversary. ¬†A pretty decent goal to reach.

I managed to get him hooked up with someone he met on a community lot:  Caryl Kimbell.  They fell in love and got married:

Shortly after saying their vows, Karl ran off to the bathroom.

Sigh.  Shortly after Caryl moved in, I had Karl head outside to work on a logic point with the telescope.  He was abducted by aliens.  A first for me.  So before I could get Karl to knock up Caryl, he was.

I love his maternity wear. ¬†Here he is going into labor in the disgusting bathroom. ¬†He’s the main cleaner in the house and since he was so tired, being preggers and all, the housework naturally suffered.

He’s a good dad to baby Hera. ¬†I had to make him quit his job shortly after she was born because the nanny’s are completely useless and without the ability to control the Mrs, Hera was left to lie around unfed and unchanged and exhausted. ¬†Poor little one.¬†

She did survive her infancy and grew into a spectacularly ugly toddler:

Karl had a job in the medical career and as you can see, he’s in work garb, not having quit yet. ¬†After he quit, I had him concentrate on keeping the little one alive and educating her in the things little ones need to learn. ¬†She made it to childhood:

She’s not a particularly cute kid but not as UGLY as she was as a toddler. ¬†I wonder how many generations it will take to breed out that green skin though. ¬† I always loved Caryl’s outfit. ¬†The t-shirt goes so very well with the hair doodad.

One thing I’ve discovered with this challenge is that sims, when left to their own devices, are pretty dopey. ¬†Caryl has a love of the piano and will sit and play until she’s starving and exhausted. ¬†She’s a knowledge sim and has maxed out her creativity by playing. ¬†

I find her sleeping in her food a lot, as well as passed out on the floor.  Sigh.  I had to put a stereo in the kitchen so I could have Karl wake her up for work.  Someone has to bring in the bread!

Hera is now a teen:

Caryl is an elder and Karl is a day away from being an elder. ¬†Woot, which also means in a day he’ll throw an anniversary party and hit his LTA and perma platinum. ¬†Hera is close to that magical spot where she’s on the verge of adulthood and I’ll take her of to college and give her the torch. ¬†I’ll miss my hunky Karl though

The challenge has provided additional knitting time as when Karl is asleep or at work (when he did work) I didn’t have to futz with anyone else. ¬†I could sit and knit while watching the others. ¬†It has been slightly frustrating to sit on my hands so to speak but that’s part of the challenge ¬†So far we’ve only had one social bunny visit:

and one hit desperation:

And on that note, I’ll get back to work

Craft on!