I went to Stitch n Pitch with the arm warmers and I finished one while bored one evening. It helped that the lap blanket was too gargantuan to feasibly travel with it. When my fingers turned black yet again I knit a swatch and washed it dilligently in hot, cold and lukewarm water. I was amazed when the little blighter hadn’t bled…at all. Not a single drop of color bled out of the yarn. What the hell?
In any case, I’m back to the beginning of the color repeat and am going to start the second tube eventually. And by eventually, I mean not for a while.
I went to a Brewer’s game with a ton of people from my gym and knit a sock from the nosebleed seats. I finished it right as Ryan Braun hit a homerun to help us win the game. It was pretty great.
The Gemini pullover is done and has been worn once to work but it needs to be put away for a couple months until it’s cool enough to warrant wearing it. The wool and alpaca make it a really tough sell on super hot days.
Finally, I have finished the blanket.
Final dimensions of this beast is 50X60″ and it’s amazing. I’m almost tempted to keep it and knit something else for the babe, but I’m going to the shower soon and have other things to knit instead.
I’ve also made a vow to never knit with MadelineTosh yarns ever again. This blanket took forever to knit and was, predominantly, knit with yarn that had been made into sweaters, washed at least twice and never blocked properly. The color bled in the water every single time I washed it and it’s so infuriating that, after nearly 10 washes, the yarn is still losing color. A note is definitely going in the bag to put a color catcher in with this blanket whenever it gets washed and dried so the olive green color doesn’t stain everything. What a disappointment. I also have an issue with how it blocks. I gently stretched the blanket to stop it from rippling and to stop the edging from curling, but I don’t think there’s any merit in blocking Tosh yarns because they don’t block. Ever. They never keep their shape even if you let it dry in that shape for DAYS at a time. I believe my stash is Tosh free aside from a skein of sock yarn, but I will never buy Madelinetosh yarns ever again. It’s simply not worth the hassle.
Once the blanket was done, I dove into the stash and went searching for stuff to knit and came up with my large cone of Shelridge Yarns SoftTouch Heathers in colorway Sand. I then rediscovered the Line Break shawl from Veera Valimaki while at the store on Sunday and started knitting.
I started this little guy on Monday night, got to the 90-ish stitch mark, realized my stitch markers had moved and had to start over. This is about how far I got after a couple innings of the Tuesday baseball game and now I’m about two rows away from finishing the whole damn thing. Each row takes about a half hour to knit and, while I had hopes to finish it last night, the eyelets are just not as big as I thought they’d be so I keep making the executive decision to do ‘one more row’ which ends up being a few more rows, blah blah blah. So I’ll probably never be done with this thing. No I’m kidding, it’s happening tonight.
I’m also working on a puerperium cardigan and a baby sophisticate cardigan for the same baby the blanket is for. I hope to have them done by the shower…we shall see!
So, despite the heat, I’ve gotten a ton done this month. Let’s hope the rest of the season goes that way too!
I started knitting a pair of gorgeous socks about six months ago.
The plan was that they’d be for me. I bought size 1 needles from knitpicks, had the yarn (ToshSock in Lapis, for anyone who cares) ready and cast on the toe and knit merrily along until I reached the heel, which was going to be an afterthought. I knit in the contrasting color and finished the rest of the sock’s body. I picked up the stitches for the heel and knit that. I kitchenered the heel together. I put the sock on.
It was too big.
And not an “it’ll shrink to fit” kind of too big but a too big that prompts boyfriend to slip it on his foot and not want to take it off because it fits him perfectly.
I was pissed. I knit these socks for ME! This yarn was expensive and I vowed to not knit socks for Boyfriend. Especially since these socks were made before the 1-year mark and thusly, would enact the curse I knew wouldn’t affect him because he loved me more than my neuroses over knitting, but still. I had standards to uphold.
The sock and its yarn went into the stash to be on time out until about a week ago when I dragged the gorgeous skein from the bin and decided I would finish the socks because why not? I couldn’t let Second Sock Syndrome take its affect for so long. That and I wanted to cast on a pair for myself so I had to make sure there was enough yarn for two pairs in this stash of 1.5 skeins.
So I had boyfriend try the sock on only to realize that it’s probably a bit too short. I ripped back the ribbing and knit in more stockinette before starting the ribbing, which I made twice as long as I usually make it and I even did a 2×2 ribbing, which I only reserve for my hats.
It took three days of knitting on-and-off during the nights to finish the sock. I took a picture and sent it to boyfriend.
His first words? “There’s a hole. Right in the middle.”
He was joking of course, because he knew the hole was for the heel and I hadn’t woven in the ends. But I still called him a jerk.
I started knitting the second sock so as to avoid a perpetual Second Sock Syndrome and I have gotten through two increases on the toe. My hope is that tomorrow I’ll be well on my way to a finished toe and/or body of the sock. I want these babies done before fall so he can have super-warm socks to wear when we go to a football game this winter.
Remember when I wasn’t a sock knitter?
I’m also working on an intarsia sweater… the one from Fall’s Interweave Knits, the Plowman Cardigan. Although I’m not totally sure I can actually call it the same thing because I’ve changed so much.
For one, I’m not knitting it in pieces. I think sweaters knit in pieces are stupid, so I don’t like to do it that way.
Two, I’m knitting it on size 6 needles and the stitch count is different. I had already cast on a cobblestone and been merrily knitting away with that when I petered out and decided I didn’t want to knit it anymore and put it away. I ripped back to the beginning of the stockinette and picked up all the stitches before doing a lot of calculating to make sure I could do it all correctly and I started knitting.
It’s been on hold for a while now as I can’t knit it at work because it’s not all yarn from work, and the intarsia means I have four balls of blue lying around the two skeins of grey I’m holding together. In other words, it’s a mess every time I knit. I’m hoping to have it done by the time it really gets cold out, but you never know. It could be the sweater that never dies.
Finally, I ripped out the CF Games knitalong cowl. I realized I’d never wear it, so I tore it out and will do another project in the same timeframe in the near future. Probably only one color, though.
I hope everyone enjoys their long weekend and Labor Day. I’ll be working the whole weekend other than Monday where I will likely either be playing DnD with friends or knitting. I knit during DnD so I guess that shouldn’t be an “or” statement. Have a great weekend!
I’ve been out of range of the blog for a very good reason:
My hands have been on a pair of needles almost every minute they’re not eating, drinking coffee, sleeping or wandering around town in the rain.
It’s been five days since I was last at work and I’m having a tough time adjusting to the whole ‘sitting at the desk in the mildly dark lighting trying to organize the 80 million things I have to get done.
[may it be known that it took me two days to write this post.]
I’m writing emails, email writing (get the difference?) proofing emails, filling out requests for barcodes and proofing site creative along with the 10 million other things. My knitting sits next to me, spilling out of the bag, staring at me. Judging me. Whimpering at me to be knit.
So. Seattle. It rained a lot. We left a snowstorm and came to a fresh mist of rain that kept the ground wet for the entire visit to the city.
I knit Brother’s Huskies hat on the plane(s). I previously had finished the fair isle so I felt confident leaving the cream color at home and just finishing with the purple. I did finish with about 10 minutes left and pulled out the Chevry shawl but found that the yarn was tangled into a mess that rivaled some of my most serious yarn barfs so I put it back and sulked for the last 20,000 feet of the flight. I realized I left my darning needles at home so I would need to make a purchase upon getting to the yarn shop.
I have a tendency to get extremely flustered when flying and when people ask me where to go when I possibly know less than the person asking about that city, I get frustrated and snap every so often. Mom would ask where we’re supposed to go (as if I’m supposed to remember from a year ago) and Boyfriend bounced ideas off me and I clenched my jaw and walked a few steps ahead of them to avoid freaking the frak out at them(even though I did anyway). Boyfriend, in all his amazing intuition, found the rental car place, we got a car and Siri brought us to the hotel.
By 3 p.m. we were in the hotel room (sans view, even though we asked for one) chilling out for a bit before we decided to go venturing out. Mom chilled out at the hotel while boyfriend and I went to a yarn shop near Pike Place Market. The yarn shop (So Much Yarn, in case anyone wants to know.) was little and the owner/woman working there were sweet. They immediately asked to look at my hat, asked if it was a certain kind of yarn and was baffled when I told her it was MadelinTosh. It’s like she didn’t believe me. She then spent the better part of 20 minutes showing me the most expensive yarns in the place. I found the sale yarn (it’s a sixth sense, I swear) and got three skeins of Prism Symphony in a Marina blue and a sea green.
Of which there is no image. I didn’t get home until 10 p.m. last night and yarn was last on my mind.
The green was an impulse buy as there was only one skein and it’s 120 yards but it was too gorgeous to pass up. I got two skeins of the blue with the intent of making myself some flip-top mittens. I also got some size 6 circular needles from Knitter’s Pride. They’re purple. That’s all I really cared about. I forgot the darning needle and boyfriend created a notification for when we got to the next place.
Upon returning to the hotel at one point during this day, I noticed that there isn’t a 13th floor in this building. The elevator just whizzes past 13 on its way to 14 and there’s no button.
We met Brother for dinner right down the street from the hotel and about a 10 minute walk for us from the yarn shop. We drank, had a great meal and drank some more while Brother got to know Boyfriend and we all caught up with everything going on that side of the US.
Saturday we slept in late and got to Emerald City CrossFit for our WOD. If you want to read more, head over to KnitEatLift.
We headed back to the hotel, cleaned up and set out for the Monorail, which took us to the Space Needle
Then went to Pike Place Market where I found some raw honey and dark chocolate covered bing cherries.
We then went back to the hotel and made the attempt to go to the Freemont Troll and the yarn shop out there, but it turned out to be too dark too soon (4 p.m.. Seriously) so we put the troll off for Sunday but still went to The Fiber Gallery where I hit the motherload.
Upon entering the shop, I instantly made a beeline to the notions rack and picked up a packet of soak in Aquae (I figured unscented would leave me with a wet-dog smelling hat, so Aquae seemed masculine enough) and a set of darning needles. Then came the real shopping:
I got two skeins of Sincere Sheep for a second Chevry. These skeins, while pricey, have 330 yards of DK weight yarn and look at the colors!!! I’m not sure if there’s going to be enough yardage for it, but I can fib it a bit as the B color uses significantly less yardage than the A color. I’ll figure it out.
I also got two skeins of some gorgeous Malabrigo Rios without a plan to knit anything with them but because they’re so gorgeous I couldn’t help myself. I finally got one skein of blue Malabrigo Worsted for a blue beanie for boyfriend(It’s a web-developer thing). He liked this color best after going through all the colors in the shop to find the perfect blue for his hat. He won’t be getting it for a while as I have stuff to knit for myself first, but I’m sure he’ll appreciate it when it’s actually finished. It’ll be the first thing I knit for him and, not to worry, it’ll be at least February before I knit it up.
Sorry, no images of this stuff either. Again. 10 p.m. and sleepy.
Bag stuffed and belly empty, we went back to the hotel and had a delicious dinner at the restaurant at the base of the hotel (no room service, so annoying).
Sunday was a fun day indeed. Mom, Boyfriend and I went to the cafe across the street (same one we went to two years ago… killer pastries) and went to a Green Bay Packers bar for the game (10 a.m. game. oy to the vey). I knit the Chevry for the entire game and made good progress on it. No pictures, though… sorry.
After the game, Mom and brother went shopping and boyfriend and I went to a brewery tour.
It cost $1 and you got 5 samples of their brew AND got to keep the glass. Red Hook is nationally-distributed and did I mention it’s pretty delicious?
I knit whenever in the car and we took the scenic route back to the hotel. We had Potbelly for dinner and didn’t see Mom until the next morning.
Christmas Eve was interesting. All three of us didn’t want to do anything so we bummed around. I realized I had effed up Chevry and couldn’t figure out how, but, after taking the entire shawl off the needles and ripping out five rows, putting all the stitches on the needle, I figured out my idiot problem of knitting too much. I fixed the issue and kept merrily knitting along.
Mom, Boyfriend and I went for a walk to the market and saw the fattest pigeon ever.
They got sweatshirts and we all got lunch at a cute little cafe. After we cleaned up and went to Christmas Eve services where I belted out Silent Night via candlelight and we both got to pull out our German. It was a very nice service and maybe next year we’ll get to see the live-nativity thing everyone keeps talking about.
After services, we drove back to the hotel to find that EVERYTHING WAS CLOSED. Seriously. The entire city had shut down in observation of the holiday. We were starving and didn’t even care what food was available. Pizza places were closed, the restaurant downstairs was closed, and everything seemed dark. We went for a walk in the hopes we’d find something and, miracle of miracles, we found a Subway. Dinner was had and it was all well and good.
The next morning, Christmas, was a slow one. We got lucky and had breakfast served to us through the hotel (as everything was still going to be closed) and went to Brother’s for an extremely paleo dinner and presents and hanging out. Brother got me a Paleo slow cooker book and I gave him his hat and the Leg Lamp from A Christmas Story and a bunch of other little tidbits from A Christmas Story. He gave Boyfriend a couple large bottles of beer. We watched A Christmas Story (sensing a theme here?), ate a delicious dinner and then watched Ted and Kung Fu Panda (We’re nothing if not immature at times). I knit for the entire day. We left shortly before too-late and went to bed early knowing it was going to be an early morning.
Mom’s birthday(HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOMMY!) was a day of travel. We packed, I in a frenzy as always, and we made it to the airport, sat in the ever-growing security line that was about 800 people long and made me want to have a panic attack in the hopes it would let me through security faster. The flight was cramped and we watched The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King as soon as we hit 20,000 feet. I knit and knit and knit. I finished the fifth and final chevron and started the last rows before the border only to find out it’s a 24-row border. Ever-growing.
So. Many. Stitches.
We unpacked, started laundry and went upstairs to finish watching LOTR. I knit some more. I finished the four rows before changing colors and put it away. Today I sit at my desk, Chevry staring at me.
I can’t wait to knit you tonight.
Did I mention all the ends to be woven in?
My hope is to finish this thing by the end of the weekend(I do realize it’s Thursday and I work a lot over the next three days) because I want to wear it. Now.