(By which I am not refering to a chlld from Jalalibad!)
In 1996 working for the American Red Cross during a hurricane, I slipt and fell down a flight of exterior stairs, ending up with four torn ligaments in my ankle. As you can imagine, I was laid up for quite some time. Knowing I'd be spending a lot of time in bed with the foot elevated, I had the Best Beloved (1) move the tv upstairs to the bedroom and (2) go buy me a lot of worsted weight yarn, and I started work on the afghan pictured here (I imagine, 9child, that this is where I gained profenciency in knitting and watching TV!). In time, my ankle healed, and the unfinished afghan got stuffed into a bag.
I gave my partner two skeins of Lorna's Laces Shepherd Sock yarn in the Pinstripe colorway for Xmas, because he's been wanting some fingerless gloves so he can still type when his hands get cold. I, being the loving man I am, offered to learn how to knit said fingerless gloves. Here's where the 'because I'm dumb' part comes in: I don't have a pattern. I thought about doing the Broadstreet Mitten from Knitty for him, since they're made with a sock yarn, but he wants the thumb to be cut off, like the fingers. Is that something I can do? Just bind off where I want them to stop? Also, the instructions for the other hand say 'just reverse the instructions'. Vague much, then?
After a bit of a hiatus and since winter has finally returned, I started back up again on the mittens I'd started for myself. This is a two layer mitten, with an inner layer of baby alpaca and an outer layer in a border leicester cross handspun that I picked up at Rhinebeck in October. I did the inner layer first using a provisional cast on, then went back and picked up the stitches for the outer layer. The basic idea came from Priscilla Gibson-Roberts, with short-row shaping for the end of the mitten, and I took the palm gusset from an issue of Interweave Knits. The decision to do it as two layers was mine, as I figured the baby alpaca yarn would be more comfortable and the double layer would make it a lot warmer. I got through all the gusset increases last night and hope to get through the rest of the hand (or at least to where I separate the stitches for the short rows) tonight. Then I'll have to make another one of these so I can actually use them.
This is bad... It's like when I got my first computer; I stayed up late every night surfing the internet, only to realize a couple of hours before I had to leave for work that I had to sleep. This time it's an Artisan 70D.
OH MAN, am I a knitting fool. Just for a test drive, I made a scarf for a friend at work. She thought it was way cool. My inbox is now an order taking center. Eight down, 5 to go. Not to mention the 4 my partner wants for people at work, the five my mother asked for and the ones my cousin wants to "sell" for me.
Pass the Starbucks...this is going to be a long week.
On my way to my grandmother's yesterday, I stopped off at Shirley's Yarn & Gifts (Rte. 1 in Hancock, Maine, if you ever find yourself in the neighborhood) to see what they had on hand. They've got some really nice yarns and the staff are all very friendly, so I always enjoy visiting there. Anyway, just before I could ask, one of the staff pointed out to me that they had just gotten in some Malabrigo yarn, which I've been dreaming about for a while now and really obsessing on recently. If you haven't seen/touched it before, it's a wonderfully soft merino singles yarn, all handpainted. It's kind of like a yarn version of heroin - one touch and you're addicted. It's the kind of yarn that makes you want to strip down and jump naked into a giant vat of it...really! It's...well, you get the picture.
Here is an hilarious site about vintage knitting designs. I laughed out loud!
Years ago when I was first learning to knit, I had a couple of friends who knew how and I was discussing my progress with them. Over the course of the conversation, one of them happened to say, "Oh yes, and knitting is great because you can do so many other things while you're knitting." To myself, I thought, "Uh, OK. Whatever you say." But, I had to resist my desperate urge to wholeheartedly disagree. Surely I listen to music or the radio or I listen to what's on TV with only the occasionaly quick glance up, but to what the hell else could she have possibly been referring? Reading? Sex? At this point, I guess I'll never know.
A slow period at work gave me a chance to finish up the love blanket square. It turned out almost exactly the correct size, so blocking it should be a cinch. I should be able to get it washed, blocked and off in the mail Monday. I was also able to knit up a swatch of the new Silky Tweed yarn. I've attached photos of both.
After work, I'm planning on driving 3 1/2 hours to my grandmother's for her birthday. I'm thinking it won't be that fun a drive on little or no sleep, but it's my favorite place in the world. How could you not love a place that looks like this? Aside from that, there's a really nice little LYS on the way that I haven't visited since the summer. I only want to touch the yarn...no, really. :-)
Someone on LiveJournal posted a link to The Panopticon today. It's fabulous. I giggled. It totally needed to be shared.
Here is my latest jacket for a woman at work