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Do Not Click Buy....

So I made that new years resolution to work from stash and to try and hone down all of the excess of wool, gorgeous wool, that inhabits my home with me. The yarn skein to mammal ratio is slightly terrifying, the yarn skein to human ratio is somewhere approaching ridiculous. When the pile of stash boxes reaches over my head and Gypsy thinks it's a mountain to be conquered...

I promised myself that if I really wanted to shop I would look for other knitting tools that I have been clicking back to over and over again. I've purchased some stitch markers, some new needles (I now have something like four sets of size 2 needles), a new project bag. But no yarn. 

It's been 25 days. I've looked at yarn. I've though about buying yarn certainly. There has been browsing around etsy and Webs and The Loopy Ewe. I considered putting in a near wholesale order with Kathryn at Ewetopia on her sport weight sock wool--but resisted as I knew the BMFA skeins were on their way.

The goal i…

One Plodding Knit Stitch at a Time

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It's much harder to be a prolific knitter when social obligations call you away from the needles for more than one evening a week. I'm enjoying being very social again but I've overdone it a bit and found myself duly leveled on Saturday. An ambitious cold virus set me sleeping 36 hours straight, interrupted only by one attempt at a warm cup of tea and two feedings of a cat who would not be ignored. Gypsy was very confused and worried that I wouldn't get up otherwise, always nice to have someone squeaky fussing over you.

Fortunately AudioGirl and the Therapist are happy to plan knit nights and someday I might be able to lure the Cartoonist over for a civilized evening of tea and biscuits and swearing at wool.

In the interim, I make no progress on the blanket, nor the shawls. I did however take possession of the last yarn purchase of 2010: four skeins of Socks that Rock in Medium Weight. It's approximately a sport weight, for those playing along, which puts it in the…

Guilty Expression

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There are rumors going about that I have shamefully been ignoring my to-do list in favor of yet another pair of 2x2 rib socks dubbed Purple Pond.

You should in no way believe that I've been trying to figure out best stitch count for me on size 1 needles so I can start knitting up the fingering weight yarn rather than going out and buying more sport weight yarn. Nor that I'm going with a count of 64 stitches because 72 just seems excessive when I do 48/52 on size 2s....

Nor should you be tempted to think that I turned the heel of Sock 1 at the Brunette's hotel room last night while we waited for Restaurant Man to join us so we could head to dinner.*

There might be some truth in the fact that this Knit Picks Stroll Yarn in Make Believe gets much muddier as knitted and isn't so bright. I know this happens when you squish colors together, I've seen allusions and explanations on blogs of dyers and yarn teachers. But I'm not sure how I feel about the end fabric yet.…

Knitting Deadlines and Obligations

Though I've knit a little each day of the new year, it hasn't been a great amount. Most days I think I've managed a total of about four rounds on a sock. Considering November and December's output, I'm not particularly impressed with myself. My knitmeter on the sidebar of the blog still sadly says that I have not knit this year, because I don't put things in until I finish the item.

Granted, this could be just a little whiplash from the holiday knitting. There were an excessive number of City Shawls. In thinking about it though, I realize I have a fair amount of deadline focused knitting that I need to get started on/back to/cracking the whip so that perhaps I will have things rolling before August...

My mom asked for a knitted headband in black. I made her one in green--which she wears a lot but it's kind of a strange shade and doesn't work with all of her clothing. Black would be better. I would be very happy all winter if I could live in a modified v…

Last of Last Year...

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I did finish two pair of vanilla socks during extended meetings and such last year. The Incredibly-Patient-Mother got the Water Lily Socks for Christmas.  She will wear wool socks and it makes me happy to think that she'll have warm feet.  I inherited her perpetually cold feet.

These socks are for me though. I've decided I'd like to have about  a dozen pair in my sock drawer so I don't have to do sock laundry every weekend between now and May. Of course, as I only have about five pair right now (Green, Teal, Burgundy, Blue, and those White/Purple/Green, yup five) that's going to be a bit of knitting. Still, I said I was charging in and making progress on some stash this spring, right?

Anywho.



How Many Meetings Socks (Rav Link)
Needles: Size 2 (2.75 mm)
Yarn: Ewetopia Fiber Shop Merino Sportweight in Spruce
Stitch Count: 52
2x2 Rib, Flap/Gusset Heel, Continue ribbing on top of sock, Rounded Toe.



Squashed Bugs Socks (Rav Link)
Needles: Size 2 (2.75 mm)
Yarn: Sanguine …

That New Year Not Quite a Half Marathon.....

It's going to be a coming from behind what with all of this already lost 9 inches of afghan knitting due to user error but dang it...here I go on my 20km journey.

I'm a KnitGirllls fan and hang out occasionally on the Rav Boards. One of the recent threads was chatting about what we'd like to do for 2011. I'm amazed how no one ever seems to say "I want to spend the next year buying lots and lots of stash!" No, we all say that we're going to lose weight. I'm no different, but it's interesting to notice. We all seem to have way too much wool and be aware of a societal requirement that we proclaim that we need to reduce the amount.  I wonder if other crafters feel equally guilty? (Besides quilters and sewers who are pleading similar excesses of fabric) I can't remember my best friend ever saying he has too many fishing flies or supplies for them. It seems that perhaps because this is a predominantly female craft that storing extras, spare parts, e…

A Dunk in the Frog Pond

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Had a rather interesting mishap with the Lattice and Lace afghan. Apparently, at some point about 9 inches ago I shifted the pattern and decreased a four stitches.  I'm not exactly sure how that happened.  I'm going to blame eggnog. So I dropped just those end stitches and fished out a crochet hook to fix it...



And I was really just going to do that, but I know I've made a couple other clutzy mistakes in the past few inches. Ones I had decided I could live with in an acrylic afghan that I'm going to give away five minutes after it's done to whichever of my friends speaks up the loudest. This assuming that the Incredibly-Patient-Mother doesn't want it. It does kind of work with her current living room decor....anyway, not the point.

I frogged. Frogged back to the row where I decided to shift things. I lost 9 inches of knitting, which isn't an unbearable amount but it's very sad.  Gypsy thought she should be allowed to attack the yarn while I'm unwin…