I did my first Russian join, using the Malabrigo worsted weight in that scarf – and wow! How have I played with yarn for over 30 years without learning that maneuver before now? That will see lots of use in the years yet to come, no doubt.
I did indeed acquire some better circulars in the size needed for them New Vol socks, so they’re once again being done with the 2-at-a-time method. Addi Lace Turbos for the win! I got ‘em both past the heels (my first ever short-row heel), and am now stitching up the legs towards the cuff. Despite working on my orange and white socks while watching the games on TV, and despite having the groomer put orange ribbons and nail polish on my dog . . . the Vols still ain’t doin’ that well. So much for bringing them luck. I know folks are griping about our quarterback, Crompton. But hey, at least he’s pretty to look at. Well he is – I’m just sayin’. . .
These past two weeks had me dodge a cold via the Zicam tablets, only to later scratch my eye badly with a metal mascara comb. You know the wirey sharp ones? Yeah, one of them. It landed my hiney in the ER and swelled up my eye something awful. Fortunately, eye wounds heal quickly, and now it’s like it never happened. But I was an ugly, snotty mess there for awhile.
In yet other news, remember that vest I made recently with Fiesta's La Boheme yarn? Fiesta is using my pic of it for their Ravelry page for the pattern - how cool is that?
Two weeks ago, I forgot to mention that our knitting group got the collective idea to caravan to North Carolina in a few weeks for the SAFF, Southeastern Animal Fiber Festival. Right then, I put my silly spending on hold and have been saving in earnest. Yeah buddy, I intend to do some serious financial damage on that particular Saturday. Yup, it’s just going to be one of those day trip things, but oh what a doozy this one will be! I feel like a four-year-old waitin’ for Santa!I’m still kinda wanting them clear clogs though . . . that might still happen. What?
And I did splurge on a book today, while at the Fertile Turtles knitting group. I picked up a copy of Spin Dye Knit. Excellent beginner info with enough pictures to make the text make some sense, bless her. But that’s it – no more frivolous spending for me until I get to the SAFF.
Jane returned to us with a blue hat on her needles that will be felted, and some more yarn she donated to the Zimbabwe thing. She’s got some things going on at home that may keep her away from the knit-togethers for a bit, so please keep her in your thoughts and prayers.
Mary Beth worked on some more of that little witch’s anatomy while wearing her own Colonnade Shawl. She pointed out that there are charities out there that accept just single socks for amputees – no kidding! Never mind what I found trying to google that one. If anybody out there knows of such an organization, please, do tell.
Angelika came in with dishcloths on her mind and cast one for one. I cast on for yet another Calorimetry. Shush you.
By the end of the afternoon, Oliver had entertained us with his Ladder Trick, and I had caught up with Jami for a brief gossip catch up. And we left the pushed-together-tables just in time for the next group meeting to arrive and need them. Sundays ain’t dead at that particular Borders, at least not in the last coupla years.
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