When I went to knitting group last week, I brought along my lace-weight Clapotis for show and tell. One of the members expressed shock that I had actually knit something other than socks! (tongue in cheek, but with a modicum of truth, as well.) Hmm, guess I do knit a lot of socks, now that I think about it. With that in mind, here is the 9th pair I've made this year.
Sixth Sense socks from the Six Sox Knitalong. Lang Jawoll wool/nylon/acrylic. Unlike other Lang Jawoll I've used, this particular color wasn't splitty at all. And yes, they really are as narrow as they look. And no, my legs are not that skinny. I made the mistake of using a size 0 needle because I thought the rib pattern over six more stitches than I usually use for socks would end up too big. Guess not. But I was, in fact, saved by the rib because it still stretches enough to get over my chunky legs. Whew!
Yesterday, the mailman finally delivered Mason*Dixon Knitting, by Ann & Kay. I'd had the opportunity to look through the book twice, once at an LYS and then again on Wednesday at knitting group. I'm completely besotted with it and want to immediately knit almost every project. To that end, as soon as I finished the sock, and never mind that it was after midnight, I dug through the stash for some Blue Sky Organic Cotton that was originally destined to be a cabled purse. Now, I've always said there are two things I don't do with knitting. First, I will not knit with cotton. It has no "boing" and it hurts my hands. And I will never, ever, never knit dishcloths, because it just seems like a big waste of time. But you know what Sean Connery said, "Never Say Never Again." Yup, I succumbed to the lure of the "Ballband Dishcloth." I love its slipped stitched, colorful, cushy-looking self. Of course, the organic cotton in my stash is not bright, but rather, well, natural colored. But it is soft, soft, soft, and definitely does not hurt my hands as I knit. So far, I have most happily produced this.
One almost half completed, gen.u.ine. warshcloth. Oh, and I forgot, there's another thing I don't do - dye. But I'm now in search of techniques to dye this beautiful, soft, cotton dishcloth in a color that will brighten up the soon to be mine yellow kitchen. Outrageous orange? Yummy yellow? Glowing green? Oh, the possibilities. And because more dishcloths will soon join this little number, I can try them all!
On the moving front (you didn't really think I'd spare you that, did you?) Jim is bashing around the basement actually throwing things out! I'm stunned. Amazed. And staying far, far away. We've also decided that we are not going to have a yard sale, but will instead enhance the bottom line by giving our crap to Goodwill. But only the best crap. The rest awaits the garbage guys. Another decision made, and one less thing for me to obsess about. Life is good.
Have a great weekend! I plan to.