Baby Brainstorming ...

Oh the babies just keep coming ...

Someone I know is having a baby. A baby girl. And dad of said baby girl sort of loves Star Wars. So much so that if said baby were a boy, they were going to name it Luke Skywalker Kinne. They may have been kidding ... though I doubt it.

Anyway, mother of said baby girl, STOP READING NOW.

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I mean it. Stop it.

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If you keep reading, your baby will come out a liar.

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Ok, so Star Wars. I love Star Wars crafts. They're so easy. And adorable.

And the only girl in Star Wars is Princess Leia. What what is the most iconic Princess Leia outfit?

No, not the gold bikini. Not till she's older. No, it's the side buns.



And pretty easy to knit.



So something special for baby. Maybe a bath towel or robe.



(with buns?)



White with belt and buns?

Maybe some wash clothes to go with it?










http://www.angelfire.com/space2/swcharts/knit.html

All My Friends Run ...

... and I think they're effing crazy. I'll admit, I wanted to run. I bought the shorts and the toe socks and the jacket that made me look like a "girl who runs". Then I started running, and it sucked. But I kept going, and it sucked a little less. But it still sucked. I don't like getting up early -- I like my bed. I don't like exercising at night - I like my post-work sweatpants time.
I did one 5K, raised some money for cancer research, and hung up my running shoes. I prefer yoga. It's quieter and doesn't make my feet hurt.

But it seems like everyone I know runs. God bless 'em. Someone has to, I suppose. My co-worker Dana ran her first half-marathon over the weekend. Again, God bless 'er. I couldn't do it. She came to me a few weeks ago and said she wanted her name on a headband so people could shout her name as she ran by. I figured I could embroider it with yarn or thread, but that seemed a little boring. No No, this lady needed some bling to go along with her "Black Girls Run" ensemble. "How do you feel about sequins?" I asked one morning? She squealed and clapped! I was on to something.

I gave her two options:

The final look:

It looks good with the medal ... :)

I like to think I played a part in her success, even though I was probably still in bed when she crossed the finish line. But if any of my other (crazy) running friends need a reason for the crowds to shout your name, give me a call. Everyone needs a little bling.