All that and he fixes cars too…
My car is, well, I don't want to say elderly. Perhaps proto-vintage is a better term. He (His name is Theodoric and he does not truck with nicknames. In fact, he prefers you to use his full title, Theodoric King of the Ostrogoths, but I don't encourage this.) will be ten this September. We have a complicated relationship. He's not yet broken 60,000 miles, yet the total of his repair bills would basically finance a new car. I find this distressing. We've been in counseling, and seem to have reached an understanding, but, heeding the once burned twice shy theory [...]
Dippers
I am, for once in my life (and much to the surprise of anyone who has met me), done ahead of schedule. Yes, that's right, the Dippers socks are done being knit, done being photographed, and the pattern done being written. You may find the pattern here. You may also shower me with adulation, expensive presents, and, barring either of those, pictures of your completed socks. One more picture, mostly because I'm smug and self satisfied. Possibly even smugly self satisfied.
The Vapors
No I'm not dead. I am, instead, alternating between knitting and having the vapors. I think the vapors are underrated and are a perfectly valid coping technique for many of life's ills. I am, as they say, bringing them back. Between fits of the vapors I'm knitting away, and have approximately 10/11ths of the second Dippers sock done (what? Yes I count the stitches in a sock and then keep track as I go along, and yes I do like irreducible fractions). With luck they'll be done tonight, photographed tomorrow, and available on Tuesday...barring more vapors.
Dippers
I'm pleased to announce the official name of the newest sock. They are now and shall henceforth be known as Dippers. The first sock is done and the pattern is 90% finished. It goes out to the noble and startlingly attractive test knitters/proof readers tomorrow, and should be up for general consumption some time next week. If your life will end if you are not one of said test knitters, find me on Ravelry and let me know. Holy crispy critters Batman, that was quick. I've been inundated (which is, by the way, totally awesome) and need no more test [...]
Super Stealth Knitting
What's that Mr. Security Guard, you'd like to look in my purse? Sure, go right ahead. That? Oh, that's my knitting...would you like to see? Out comes 3/4 of a sock and scads of yarn. Thank you Mr. Security Guard, I will enjoy the concert. Now it's hardly my fault that he was so distracted by the knitting that he didn't notice the wee tiny camera tucked discretely in the back of the knitting case. Nope, not my doing at all. Such lax security leads to picture taking opportunities. Presenting the charming Mr. Folds:
Just. Keep. Knitting
I have to learn to knit faster. Alas, I feel this is likely accomplished most successfully by spending more time knitting, and neither my wrists nor my schedule allow for any more time spent with yarn. Generally, if I knit every day, and knit faithfully on just one project (ha), I can get a sock done in a week. That's a sock, not a pair of socks. The second one takes longer. That's also just the knitting...not the dreaming up. If I actually swatch (granted, a hell of an if) it takes even longer. To judge from the (flattering, yet [...]
Slant
As promised, the pattern for Slant is finished. The Ravelry page is here, and the pdf of the pattern is here. Thanks to everyone who said nice things about them, and special thanks to the valiant knitters who bravely tested out the stitch pattern instructions and pronounced them intelligible. One last pic and then I promise to stop showing them off: What's that? Oh. Yes, I totally am that pale. It's cold here, it happens. Not that it will be any different when it warms up, I just have more of an excuse at the moment.
Clamorous Rabble
Alrightly then, it seems you folks like your socks. I shall heed the outcry and have a pattern up promptly. I've got a draft written and it's in the hands of another fantastic test knitter. How about a sexy glamor shot to tide you over till then: Yeah baby, who knew I'd be showing my feet to the internet with such shocking abandon.
The Yarn Shop Next to the Brewery
The full phrase is "the yarn shop next to the brewery is open late on the night of the homebrewer's meeting." It has become our household's way of saying serendipity. I realize that the phrase 'the yarn shop next to the brewery' is much longer than the word serendipity, but secret phrases needn't be efficient. We've actually encountered several yarn shops that are brewery adjacent (boy might say breweries that are yarn shop adjacent). We tend to find them on trips, one in New York and one in Bulgaria. Perhaps more importantly, there seems to be a yarn shop next [...]
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