I have lots of photos to share today! Yippee, unfortunate for you, you must muddle through a lot of words also because I also have a lot to say.
I’ll begin with my rant of the day. Knitting has or perhaps had, become quite popular, we watch the resurgence with excitement, a glimmer in the eye of the fiber arts community, finally there would be recognition of our form. Knitting books were popping up on every corner end cap in every store all over the country, and books with stylish patterns tantalized the eyes of even the most fashion backward knitter. In bus stations, in airports, in doctors offices all over the world you could see people young and old stitching away at the latest pattern. Me, though I am “trendy” with some things, I am quite steadfast in others, this is my art, this is my yoga, this is my rebellion. When a new book came out last month I was of course out of the starting gate ahead of that pack to get to the local book store on that Tuesday to check it out, could it be added to my drool-but-not-buy-list? However when I got to the book store it was nowhere to be found. I stood stone still in-front of the book shelves that once overflowed with all of the newest and best knitting books to find them spread apart and lacking in title and excitement. Irritated my friend and I rushed to yet another store, only to find it the same way. The once floor to ceiling racks of knitting books barely took up floor to mid-waist. I stood staring, mouth agape, a tear trickling down my cheek. What has happened? Have we the faithful to suffer for the indifference of those who no longer consider knitting “trendy,” must we all be forced to look at ten books full of nothing but 101 scarves because that is all that “they” can knit. *screaming* IT’S STRAIGHT KNIT PEOPLE, IT’S NOT THAT FRIGGIN’ HARD!!! Had only I thought of publishing a book for five thousand of the same scarf in different colors, I’d be rich. But now I stand unable to get my greedy hands on a new book, I NEED THEM…I NEED new patterns…they are my crack and I must suffer because there is a newer and perhaps easier drug out there, puff painting perhaps.
On that note, to show my knitting failures at long last. First we have the giant yamaka, the color I am still quite captivated by, but it doesn’t make the bloody thing fit, unfortunately , so now it just stares at me from my basket of unwanted projects. This basket floats quietly next to the Island of Misfit Toys. Maybe one day I’ll actually rip it out and try to start over, until then I’ll let it fraternize with Rudloph and that kid in the green hat with the poof ball, maybe this will fit him….HEY KID!
Next we have the TERRIBLE attempt at the Juliet pattern. This would be what yarn vomit looks like…what not to knit…a garment out of this garbage….I now have $100 worth of this lovely Colenette Prism if anyone is interested in a trade or I’ll sell it to you for half price since two balls are already wound!
This would be when the sweater finally started looking better…unwound…get that garbage off my needles. There is my pile of yarn puke! A shame really…
In keeping with my disasters I felt that I could use a bit of an unravel last week. So I went and got my hair cut. Very exciting, it was fairly longish and I needed a dramatic change. I was so happy with it, I still am. I LOVE IT. Here are a few photos of that. (per mother’s request)
As for knitting successes, I do have a few. Yay! I have been working away at the Rebecca “crop” sweater of which is be anything but cropped on me. The original alteration as seen below was elongated, mine will be elongated even further. I like the look of long lines to make the body appear longer, being that I’m a slight woman, this is good for me. I am using Elsebeth Llavold Cotton Patine and I am absolutely smitten. Here’s what I’ve got so far. A lot of this has been knit on the road this weekend. Jonathan and I took an improptu trip to Florida on Sunday and came back just a few hours ago. We went down to visit his grandmother and then went on to Destin for the night. AND being a good little knitter I also looked up the local yarn shops. The one that I went to Unwind in Ft. Walton Beach was about the cutest with the best curb appeal that I’ve seen by a yarn shop in a long while. We were driving through on Sunday and I spotted it…my yarn dar was going nuts. I started clapping my hand excitedly and squeeling about how beautiful it was. Jonathan rolled his eyes and slowed down so I could eye rape the yarn in the window. I could almost smell it. The other shop in Destin didn’t have an address written but we found it by accident at 11pm next to mattress warehouse…the big red sign in the dark red “Destin Mattresses” and right netx door “Yarn Shop,” this made me giggle a bit as a thought of me wallowing on a mattress naked with Malabrigo flashed in my head, but my actual desire to go there was very little. I wanted to get a good photo of Unwind, but my camera batteries were dead by the time that we go there . I did however get three skeins of Malabrigo in colorway Applewood, it’s an interesting color, but it’s Malabrigo, and you guys know my vice. And I suppose that there is no trip to the beach complete without beach photos. So here are two of the better ones…unfortunately I had handed over the camera to the husband and requested “cute photos of me” I came back with about a dozen of nothing but my butt and me making strange faces.