I’ll be leaving soon…

Once I stop breaking things!

I’m trying to build a wordpress.org site, and move on to bigger and better things… but shoot if all this php, css, htp, cyberduck, etc stuff isn’t really, really confusing!

Anyway. That’s what I’ve been up to – and what you can expect to see sometime soon-ish. Once my life calms down. It’s August, which means that I have no life for a bit while I’m training and while my staffers are in training.

Oh wait. This is a knitting blog. Hmm. Here go:

I have been watching the Rainey Sisters start knitting this and in a really wise snap decision, I rushed out and got enough yarn to start my own.  I’ve knit even more than what you see there – I’m only 5 inches from the point where I get to do an armhole (how did I find the time to get that far, you ask?  I have no idea.) and I love this knit.  The errata makes things a bit confusing, but I’m liking it.

So yay.  Knitting:  Success.  Blogging:  Failure.  Life:  Busy.

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I’m a Swatch-lete!

I was going to resist doing the knitting olympics this round… but I decided that a swatch a day should be doable (and easy enough to “work ahead” – which I guess is like I’m doping, but don’t tell!) and so… we’ll have a swatch a day… but probably only occasionally on this blog.  I’ll post them each day to the WTP blog, however.

Yarn: Cascade 220 Superwash
Needles: US #8
Gauge: 5 st/inch after blocking
Pattern: Barred Knit Pattern
Stitch Count Repeat: Multiple of 6 stitches
Book: A Treasury of Knitting Patterns
Page: 152

Comments: easy and pretty fun.

Secrets and Obsessions

I finished a blanket!! And, by my deadline! (check out Rav for the details.)

I’d been wanting to make Babette (which is crocheted! ::gasp::) because it’s just so freaking pretty – and it reminded me of the blankets that my grandma used to have – but with a nice new modern feel. But I knew that if I made the blanket for myself, it would take years. Probably even longer than my log cabin did.

So I pitched the idea to my mom (the one with the mad crochet skillz) that we BOTH work on it and present it to my sister as a graduation present. She liked the idea and one awesome yarn-shopping-trip later, we were all set to go. I did crochet some of the squares, though my mom did more than her share. I had the awesome job of seaming, weaving in the ends and making the border. The fun stuff right?

It was worth it. My sister likes it, and as a friend said: It’ll be perfect for those movie nights.

Next up:

I started a new, mindless sock.  I lurve it.  The yarn came from a sock blank swap that we had over on Ravelry and the package totally made my day.

I know that I promised that I was going to design a sock and show you the whole project along the way… but there are a few things stopping me right now, only one of which is that I haven’t yet come up with a stitch pattern that I want to use.  The other thing?

I have an addiction.  An obsession really.

I’ve become a twilight fan.

Luckily, I only started the series 2 weeks ago so I haven’t had to wait that long for the final book to come out (tonight.  Midnight.  Eeek!) – but I’ve re-read all the three books and I can’t stop thinking about it.  I joined a Ravelry group and it’s more than 3/4 of my posts (out of the last 30 days) on Ravelry now.  At knitting night last night, I was yelled at more than once for checking out some of the latest posts on the topic.

As you can imagine, reading about 2,000 pages twice (and daydreaming about irresistible vampires) has seriously cut into the knitting time.

Anyway.  I was ashamed and hiding my addiction, but now I just don’t care – I fully acknowledge that I have an addiction.  Kalani reminded me that this is the first step.  This should all be over in a few days and then I’ll hopefully be back to my knitting self.

And Mom?  You still cannot read these books.  Edward is mine and I don’t want him in your head.  I’m just not comfortable with that. Really, I’m just trying to protect you from this terrible addiction.  Yea.  That’s it.  I’m just looking out for your best interest.