Wednesday, 11 April 2012
Scarfs and other Winter things
The WG will be going to intermediate school next year and that means uniform. This is the last year that I get to dress her, kind of. Make no mistake, she chooses her own clothes every day but I still get input to the larger wardrobe. The boho crochet beanies I made her last year are the envy of many a little girl at her school, as is her pencil case. These are one of a kind things that nobody else has, that make her a little exclusive. So she's keen for more.
Ruffled scarves are easy peasy, but look somewhat complicated and they use quite a bit of yarn. It's simply a matter of crocheting a foundation stitch to your desired length, then adding 3 for the first treble. Then you crochet two trebles into every stitch till it's spirally and ruffly as you want it to be. I used the Moda Vera Willowy from Spotlight (it's on special for $3.99 a ball) and a 3.75mm hook. 5 balls though is a lot of yarn for a scarf. Still it's exactly what I wanted it to be, it reminds me of a carnival and I'm sure it will brighten the greyest winter day.
I'm making another in black and silver.
Meantime I've had some adventures with the girls. Western Springs was sadly missed, they (the girls) decided they just had to go to the movies. I wanted to go so badly on the off chance I would meet up with Aunty Mum who was up visiting Auckland from Tauranga. Unfortunately you have to learn to pick your battles with teens and tweens without letting them know there is a battle of wills.
I made the argument that it was a waste of a lovely day to spend it in the dark in a movie theatre, that rain was coming in the next few days but they held firm and pooh poohed my forecast of rain in coming days. Deciding it wasn't a hill I wanted to die on, I dropped them at the mall and came home to do some housework in relative peace for a couple of hours.
The Man Child has no interest in being seen at the mall in the company of his 10 yr old sister (and up until her second year at school she was dead set she would marry him, cried her eyes out when he went off to intermediate and left her at school by herself and would love her friends to see her with him!) despite the enhancement being seen with a somewhat comely 16 yr old female cousin would afford, stayed home to help his dear old Mum. He really can be very good. He mowed the lawn and cleaned the deck while I vacuumed and dusted.
This afternoon (apparently sleeping until midday is de rigeur for school holiday teens although the tween is usually up by 9am) we are heading down to Save Mart to see what we can find amongst the racks.
Then I expect there will be a fashion show.