zombie boy

Sometimes you just stumble across an amazing pattern, amazing and quite pricey, something that will not fit your monthly budget because, despite trying to save, you have already bought that yarn and this yarn (although, you promised yourself to only use what you already have at hand in 4 large Ikea boxes and never buy a skein until you unstash) and have like a $50 pre-order for eyes.. But then you suddenly receive something extra, and it's so conveniently transferred to your PayPal account that the temptation is hard to vanquish. So, yeah, I submitted and bought the patterns I wanted :)

This is the Zombie boy called Vasiliy. It actually seems to me that was the original name when I first saw him, though later he's become a nameless zombie boy.

Have you ever bought a perfect pattern? The one that you just folow along and everything looks according to the picture? Well, this is the one. Except that I stuffed the head too firmly, and Vasya got a chin :)

But look at these sweet hands with fingers,

 

these lovely feet with toes,

  

And an awesomely ugly and detailed face :)

He was exactly what I needed for a change, my meditation and brain cleaner. Next time I hope to give him a kawaii-er look :)

You can buy the pattern here: Zombie boy

The author also offers a Christmas version.

crocheting vs knitting

I have recently bought over a kilo of kids' cotton yarn for 2 garment projects.

The upper row of off-white cotton was going to become a light springy pullover, which I planned to finish before May holidays.

It was supposed to be something very simple: simple 3/4 raglan sleeves, plain stockinet.  I bought knitting needles and decided to refresh my skills. The pullover grew very slowly. About a fortnight of morning drives to work and several lunchtimes allowed me to almost finish the back. I actually started the raglan part yesterday. The stitches weren't very neat, but blocking should've corrected that. Anyways, it looked airy and light - just what I wanted.

Until I discovered a mistake in the raglan part. 5 rows below the one I was working on... Taking into account that I had already slipped a stitch in the front part and had to fix it on a different set of needles with more adventures, well... This time I didn't cry or threw tantrums, I just pulled out the needles and made two tight balls to straighten the thread.

Yesterday evening I picked up one of the Japanese pullovers from my to-do list and in an hour with Dean and Sam managed to finish a decent part of the hem. Let it be airy but lacy, it's its fate then.

That was a little reminder to myself why I DON'T FREAKING KNIT!