Thursday, March 15, 2012

Random Giveaway Thursday: Donate to D4D and Get a Handknit Hat

B and Hyatt are famous.


Dogs 4 Diabetics rolled out their new website which includes a feature highlighting this dynamic duo. Click here or on the photo above to see it for yourself.

Hyatt will be signing autographs later this week.


Now here's where it gets fun. While you are on the Dogs 4 Diabetics page, head on over to the donate page, drop some cash into the D4D till and I will make it worth your while.

I am offering the chance to win a custom hand-knit hat as a Thank You for donating. If there are any doubts about my knitting skills, check them out here, here or here. You can chose the yarn color and even specify the pattern (beanie? slouchy beret? earflaps? adult? child?). And I am a yarn snob, so you won't be getting any cheap acrylic yarn. Think Malabrigo (aka, knitters crack).

Leave a comment below letting me know that you donated, by midnight PST on Monday March 19, 2012, and I will use a random number generator to select a winner by lottery. If you donate more than $50, I will throw in a newborn hat for you to gift to a new baby in your life. And don't lie about donating, I have ways of checking, plus, karma will so get you. Upon being selected, I will ask for proof of your donation before confirming you as the winner.

Now to get serious. Type-1 Diabetes, or juvenile onset diabetes, is a crappy disease. It arrives when you are a kid, and stays for the rest of your life. There is no cure, and there is currently no real understanding as to how a child gets the disease. Your body stops making insulin, which is the hormone that processes sugar, so you have to inject the exact right about of insulin each time you eat anything with carbs. You better be good at math. On top of that, you have to test your blood sugar up to 10 times a day (sometimes even more) to make sure your body is processing everything correctly. Too much insulin/not enough sugar, you go low and at best are dizzy, can't think, and slur your words. At worst, you risk coma or death. 2-6% of Type-1 diabetics die in their sleep from low blood sugar. Not enough insulin/too much sugar, and you go high, with blood thick in your veins, a foggy mind, and nausea. Let's not forget damage to your nerves. Many type-1 diabetics will go blind as a result of high blood sugar nerve damage. On top of that, exercise, stress, lack of sleep, you name it, can affect how your body uses insulin. It's not uncommon for B to be working in the yard and stopping every 30 minutes to guzzle Gatorade or gnaw on glucose tabs because his sugar is plummeting.

Because there is no cure, type-1 diabetics and their parents (remember, for the most part, it hits in childhood, as early as age 2) have to learn how to manage their disease, and fast. There are all sorts of gadgets out there that do their best at electronic micro management, but (a) they are not always reliable and (b) you have to stick yourself with a needle to get any information.

Enter Dogs 4 Diabetics. These dogs are trained to pick up the scent a diabetic's body emits when their sugar is dropping, and alert the diabetic that a low is on its way. It's magicial, painless, and SAVES LIVES. The trainers at D4D teach the dogs not to give up on their alert until they get treated. Hyatt will start with his normal alert, and then move to dancing, alerting me, jumping on the bed, and if we are still not believing him, he will whine and finally, bark. I can't even count how many Saturday mornings I have been in the kitchen and B is still sleeping when Hyatt starts his dance, leads me to the bedroom, and jumps on the bed. Sure enough, B is usually between 68 and 54 (approaching coma-numbers for some). I shove a handful of glucose tabs in his mouth and he goes back to sleep. It's scary to think how the morning would be different if Hyatt was not there.

So donate! Read the other personal stories on the Dogs 4 Diabetics site to hear how others' lives have changed after being paired with alert dog. This organization is wonderful. They provide the dogs free of charge to their clients, which means one less bill to worry about on top of the lovely pile medical bills that accompany the disease. But no charge for dogs means D4D relies entirely on donations, and it's not cheap to train these dogs.

So give D4D your money, and I will knit one of you a hat. Heck, if I get more than 50 comments with donations, I will pick two winners. I'm feeling knitty.



The fine print: Comments must be entered by 11:59 p.m. PST on March 19, 2012. Upon being selected, you must provide proof of your donation be confirmed as the winner. If the person selected did not, in fact, make a donation, I will select another (proper) winner. Because the hat is made to order, please allow for 2-3 weeks knitting time (I have a day job, you know) once you chose the pattern and yarn color. This offer is limited to a single color hat, we'll save the fancy colorwork for gold status donations. Seriously though, if you donate over $500, no need to be chosen at random, you will just get a hat, in as many colors as you want. I will pay the cost of yarn and of shipping to a destination of your choice. Only one entry will be counted per person.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Knitting, lately

The knitting needles have been on fire these past few weeks as I attempted to make up for my end-of-twenty-eleven slacker tendencies and get all these new babies wrapped up in their knits. For more intimate information and my personal comments on the pattern, yarn, etc., click the "Ravel It" link after each project's description to get the dirty details off my Ravelry page.

For Our Nephew, Hudson

Pattern: Garter Yoke Baby Cardigan by Jennifer Hoel (free!)
Yarn: Knit Picks Stroll Kettle Dyed Sock (discontinued)
Needle: Addi Turbo in size 4
Buttons: picked up from a teeny mish-mash shop near my family's mountain cabin
Blue & Gold for U.C. Davis. Go Ags!

 
A quick seamless top-down sweater. I used fingering weight yarn when the pattern 
called for DK so that it would be light enought for summer.
Next time I will use DK to make it even faster.


Hudson's Hat

Pattern: Easy Peasy Newborn Sock Hat (free!)
Yarn: Claudia Handpainted Fingering in Walk in the Woods
This yarn is the squishiest sock yarn I have ever knit with.
I recommend everybody buy some and cuddle with a skein at night.
This is the perfect hat pattern to keep any newborn's head warm, and stylish.


BFF's bebe, Ewan
(our other nephew)

My best friend had her baby last week. 9lbs, 13oz of chubby cheeked awesome.
(And all the mamas in the house are saying OUCH along with me, yes?)
I can't stop staring at pictures of him.
Once I get my hands on him in person (and with permission from his parents),
I will inundate this place with his chubby cheeks.
Until then, here are some more of his knits.

Ewan's Blanket


Yarn: Plymouth Merino Superwash Kettle Dyed, in Blue and Green; 
Plymouth Merino Superwash Solids in Red and Brown Heather
Needles: Addi Turbo size 8
Ravel it

I don't knit blankets for many babies because they take forever.
But nieces and nephews get them (eventually).
This pattern was really fun to knit, however, and did not leave me with the desire to crawl into a corner and never emerge by the time I finished. I may even knit it again one day. 

Ewan's Matching Hat
because you can't been seen with a fancy blanket
wearing a mismatched hat


Pattern: Hospital Hat by Annika Barranti (free!)
with multicolored ribbing concept snagged from
Bedtime Stocking Cap by Amanda Keeys.
Yarn: same as above
Needles: size 7 DPNs

And check out the baby sweater and matching hat I knit for Ewan here.

And finally, a hat that I finished for a special birthday in December, 
I can't resist sharing the details so I can show off these adorable pictures
(courtesy of Jamie)


Jamie's son, Samuel (on the right, above) turned 5 in December.
His favorite colors are "gold and pink" and he loves all the bells and whistles.
Sequins, glitter, you name it.
I knew exactly what this boy needed.
Tassles and earflaps.


Pattern: Thorpe by Kristin Kapur (free!)
Sweet Georgia has the most amazing colors. It's like being in a wooly candy store.
Needles: Size 9 (too big, next time, size 7s)

The best Thank You you can give a knitter
is genuine excitement for a handmade gift,
and to be seen wearing it in public
This guy makes me want to knit for him all day.


The needles are still blazing. I just cast off the Peurperium Cardigan for another baby, and it is just waiting for buttons. On the needles now is a cute spring sweater for D. It's time I knit for my own baby!

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Random Thought Thursday

Two nights ago, after putting D to bed, B heard D talking, checked the monitor and then sprinted from the room shouting "Be right back!" over his shoulder. He burst into D's room and emerged a few moments later with a happy, if slightly bewildered, toddler. On the monitor, all he saw was one little leg sticking up in the air. Making a lightening-fast dad connection that D was nearing success at climbing out of her crib, he sprung to Super Dad mode. As he catches her in the act, D plops back into her crib and says "I seeping!" Right.

Two and a half weeks ago I gave up refined sugar after reading this article in the Huffington Post linking refined sugar to acne (they also link dairy to acne, but no way will I ditch the dairy). I am not big on cutting things out of my diet completely without a solid motivating factor to keep me from temptation, so I was not (am not?) sure I could follow through. After the initial 3-day sugar detox where I wanted to crawl into a hole with Lamar Odem's candy stash, I was feeling more normal. That is, only thinking of cupcakes every few hours. And every few days, I swear I am going to quit, but I promised myself a month to really test things. Here I am, two and a half weeks later with noticeably clearer skin. B asked last night if I was wearing makeup after I washed my face. Never happens. How's that for motivation? And not to get all crunchy on you, but that afternoon post-lunch tired feeling? Gone. Note, however, that I did spend an evening eating raw honey with a spoon. A girl still has to statisfy that sweet tooth.

Check out the latest 3D printed bling that B surprised me with this morning:


Yep. iPad stand. I'm all about the fancy.

I am on a competition-level reading streak lately, that can only be broken by a book so disengaging it makes me wonder if I have read all the magic page turners out there (you know who you are, Maine). Having just finished Dash and Lily's Book of Dares by David Levithan (excellent) I am having a brief tryst with Gods in Alabama by Joshilyn Jackson before hitting this month's book club book, Excavation by James Rollins (which has mummies in the description, meeting my hope that book club membership will expand my reading horizon). I am not alone in my reading streak. B is fully immersed in the Game of Thrones series, plowing through book 4, with a brief break to fly through last month's book club book, The Lover's Dictionary by David Levithan. And D is currently best friends with The Little Mouse, The Red Ripe Strawberry, and The Big Hungry Bear, which we snagged from the library and which was my sister's favorite book as a toddler. When we get to the page where the mouse tries to disguise the strawberry with nose glasses so the Big Hungry Bear will not find it, D shouts "Nose! Gasses! Eye-bow!"




In a moment of forward thinking last Fall, B snagged many many bags of bulbs and planted them all over the front yard with D. She used to grab his hand each day and lead him to the front door and say "bub? Side!" (Translation: "Bulb? Outside?" B would dig a little hole and D would drop in her little bulb. And now, we are graced wih the benefit of B's foresight. Leaving the house when your family is still sleeping is made so much better when you are greeted with this:


And this:

I just bought a man on the street a coffee, a turkey sandwich, a banana and a mini donut. B is cringing right now after my financial support of the murder/saxaphone player. But I pass the man everyday, and he always looks sad and slightly embarassed to be holding his sign, and not at all like he is on drugs. Today is one of those bright but chilly days where a hot cup of coffee would go a long way. And once I was already in the Starbuck's line, why not add some sustenence to his caffeine hit. I'm not going to lie, I was inspired by Lily's purchase of a bag of fun-sized Snickers for a homeless man in Dash and Lily's Book of Dares. But if this man turns out to also be a murder on the run, then I am cut-off from good deeds.

Friday, March 2, 2012

The Enforcer


This is my dad. We call him Al-fay-fay. Or Daddy-o. Some call him Grandpa. 

Others call him the Enforcer, on account of the fact that he slapped 
a guy in the men's restroom at Zachary's Pizza
because he didn't flush the toilet.
True story.

Today is his birthday.

Happy Birthday Daddy-o.

This guy has no shame in testing out his new Shake-a-Weight 


Nor is he embarrassed to shed a few tears 
at his daughter's wedding.


He will happily indulge in self-portraits


And can always be counted on for an excellent hug.


He calls his oldest granddaughter "Hertz"


His beard is no joke.


 And I think
if his nieces were to vote
he would win
for favorite Uncle


But one thing I know.
He definitely wins for favorite dad.


Happy Birthday.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Random(ish) Thought Thursday(ish)

Yes, this post is very much delayed. Depending on the state/country you live in, it may no longer be Thursday. But rest assured, it is Thursday in California. Therefore it still counts. No morning post on account of the fact that I was very engrossed in editing a brief on BART today. But I still have stuff to say. So here goes. And be sure to check in a few hours, for yet another post. Gotta love that pre-scheduled post feature.

1. Today is my best friend's due date. It's her first baby and she and I are all in a tizzy with excitement. We did the mandatory outing to get Prego Pizza on Tuesday. And here we are at the end of Thursday and still no baby. Unless her labor is like B's sister's, this baby is going to blow the Prego Pizza statistic numbers (and his due date).


And yes, in case you were wondering, once again I got covered in sawdust.
That's my leg D is building a sawdust castle on.


Hyatt was less than thrilled over D's new restaurant entertainment.



2. We have a superhero at our house these days. Anyone need saving?

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