It's Thursday. I'm freaking tired. Down to the bones. I'm taking a weekend off, starting tomorrow after work. I won't be back 'till probably Tuesday. I know you'll live.
Finished the socks at work. Hoping for action shots this weekend.
My rice cooker just spewed white goop all over my counter. I'm surrendering now and switcing off my brain for the rest of the evening.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Up Too Late
This post was actually supposed to be for Wednesday, but I got caught up in the last little bit of sock and then dinner and playing games with The Other Half, and all that jazz.
A Few Things, then:
Thing one: my boots get excited when I get home. How can I tell? They untie themselves. Maybe they just hate my feet... or my cruddy store-bought socks....
Thing two: I loved starting the sock, I loved doing the foot, I loved doing the heel... why then is the last part, the leg, giving me so much greif? Stupid leg. Just get knit, so I can cast on for my socks, and then TOH's next pair... and then my next pair... and also work on the d*mn sweater too....
Thing three: my yarn from Wolle's Yarn Creations arrived!!!! I am in love. Even though that might make TOH question my sanity (he doesn't get jealous over fibre) I have to say it. The colour is so much richer in the photo, and the yarn is beautifully, gorgeously soft. I'm still browsing Ravelry for patterns to make a good scarf for my Dad. I have some contenders but I have to find out if he'll think a little lace isn't manly. Elisabeth is just an awesome seller; she answered my questions promptly and even offered to correct my order when she thought I wouldn't want it (because the yarn really isn't good for socks, no sirree bob it isn't). She also threw in the most delicious jellybeans and a tea for me to try later, too.
Thing four: with the arrival of the yarn, I realise I don't have enough in the way of needles. <deadpan> oh darn. my life is over. whatever will i do </deadpan, load knitpicks.com>
Well, later... I have a budget, still. Which may get a little more wriggle room if my office moves... we'll have to see. Right now though: WAY past my bedtime.
oh, quick P.S. I'm a horrible yarn pusher and I'm forcing the one Knitting Broad to finish her socks, and I'm trying to convince the other, crocheting one, to take up spinning. I'm a bad, bad woman.... and I love it; not changing a whit about me. So there. Neener Neener.
A Few Things, then:
Thing one: my boots get excited when I get home. How can I tell? They untie themselves. Maybe they just hate my feet... or my cruddy store-bought socks....
Thing two: I loved starting the sock, I loved doing the foot, I loved doing the heel... why then is the last part, the leg, giving me so much greif? Stupid leg. Just get knit, so I can cast on for my socks, and then TOH's next pair... and then my next pair... and also work on the d*mn sweater too....
Thing three: my yarn from Wolle's Yarn Creations arrived!!!! I am in love. Even though that might make TOH question my sanity (he doesn't get jealous over fibre) I have to say it. The colour is so much richer in the photo, and the yarn is beautifully, gorgeously soft. I'm still browsing Ravelry for patterns to make a good scarf for my Dad. I have some contenders but I have to find out if he'll think a little lace isn't manly. Elisabeth is just an awesome seller; she answered my questions promptly and even offered to correct my order when she thought I wouldn't want it (because the yarn really isn't good for socks, no sirree bob it isn't). She also threw in the most delicious jellybeans and a tea for me to try later, too.
Thing four: with the arrival of the yarn, I realise I don't have enough in the way of needles. <deadpan> oh darn. my life is over. whatever will i do </deadpan, load knitpicks.com>
Well, later... I have a budget, still. Which may get a little more wriggle room if my office moves... we'll have to see. Right now though: WAY past my bedtime.
oh, quick P.S. I'm a horrible yarn pusher and I'm forcing the one Knitting Broad to finish her socks, and I'm trying to convince the other, crocheting one, to take up spinning. I'm a bad, bad woman.... and I love it; not changing a whit about me. So there. Neener Neener.
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