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Archive for October, 2006


Deep breathes. I finally finished those lovely lace up fingerless gloves just after midnight on Wednesday night. They turned out most beautifully and I’m very proud of them. I wrapped them up as soon as I finished them and gave them to my friend first thing yesterday morning. She oozed over them, it was really wonderful, as most of you know it’s a great feeling to have things made by your hands appreciated so much. Another girl I work with asked me where I had bought them! Nothing makes you feel that great!

So in natural progression I have finished that project and begun on a pair of mittens. I’m using one of the yarns that I bought on Monday, it’s self-striping, and not to sound disappointed, but I’m not terribly pleased with the progression that I’m seeing. It started off beautifully going from an ivory to pale blue then to brown, then it then it went black and tan and three shades of gray…I picked it because of the beautiful blues and browns that were on the outer edge of the ball of yarn and now it seems that none of those colors are on the inside. I’m sure that these will be fine, but they may be fine for someone for Christmas * laughs *! Terrible I know, but there is a certain amount of bitterness that follows when your colors knit out so much differently than you imagine them to look. There’s a certain amount of loss in control that happens that for those of us who have anal tendencies (such as myself) we get a bit flustered about it.

At any rate, I’ve been (slowly and rather not so fervently) knitting a messenger bag as well. Just with a cheap dirty blue yarn. I should probably pick that up again this weekend, I’d like to get it finished, especially since I’ve been griping about not having a good purse for the fall season all this week. I bought a really pleasant, colorful fabric to line it with, and some fantastic coral buttons to scatter on the flap, but you can’t really say that any of your work is fantastic until it’s finished. I’m saying all of this so that maybe I’ll get on the ball enough to finish it. I think I’ll break between mittens to finish the bag…or to at least get further with it. There’s just only so much motivation you can get by knitting a giant rectangle, I have to picture the end product, and currently it’s been pushed to the back of my mind somewhere awaiting a miracle.

I’m so glad that the weekend has arrived, and I pray so that I find a pure laziness there.

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Have You Any Wool?

Yesterday I visited our local yarn shop. I love how yarn shops are always in cozy little cottage like houses that make you feel as if you could simply fall into the bins of yarn and never wake from your slumber and be perfectly happy that way. I should be flogged for not making it there before last night, but it was perhaps a good thing. Upon the initial shock of the heavenly materials and vast array of colors I found myself listening to the chirping and laughing from the room adjacent to me. There was a rather giddy group of women (and one man) sitting around a family table drinking glasses of wine and knitting happily. It turns out that this group of people (and whoever else cares to be in attendance) meets every Monday night to share and work on their projects. I know that to most of you who have been knitting far longer than I know of groups like these and often find yourself knitting with your friends, but for me this was quite a treasure. I have been wanting to join with a group or start one of my own where people did just this, knitting through projects weaving in the stories and laughter of the people around you. Knitting has become my yoga, my Zen, my happy place. So, next Monday night I will be in attendance.

I was feeling somewhat in a rut about the fingerless glove project that I had been working on until last night. I had trouble getting the tension right on my first glove so it turned out large enough for a good size man to wear so I’m having to do it again. This I believe has a tendency to bum anyone out who has to make three gloves. You start to loose steam and feel like a little bit less of a knitter. These are a gift to my friend Lacie at work for her birthday. She had looked through my newest addition to my knitting book collection “Alterknits” and picked them out, I lied to her and told her that they were terrible and I couldn’t do them * insert evil laugh here * little does she know that they are turning out most beautifully. I’m thinking today is the day, today is the day that I will finish them, today they will go into a brightly colored box to be tomorrows gift, and how excited I am…so maybe not today…but tomorrow.

I was given an ounce of enthusiasm back after purchasing the beautiful new yarns, I always seem to gather enthusiasm from being in certain company. The company of books at a book store makes me want to sit and write for hours. The company of yarn and fellow knitters makes me want to knit the world a blanket to clothe it’s ugliness in. It’s a disease, I know.

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"I am woman above all else" \n\n“,0] ); D([“ce”]); //–> My mother-in-law (which is a lovely woman, not to be confused with the normal evil connotation that quickly follows that expression) gave me a small green cabinet out of her house. She is in liquidation mode, as am I only in a different sense. This cabinet is going to be my knitting cabinet. It oozes charisma and deserves to be filled with things of it’s equal. Currently my knitting is spread from a roll-away box under the spare bed to a plastic drawer in the spare closet, to whatever surface it lands on. Such works and yarns deserve better.

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The Beginning of the Skein

This blog has been created after a long dark treck through the densest of the forest of self doubt. I have been struggling with my own lack of confidence and self motivation for many many months now. I have been afraid of my needles! I’m not quite sure why, I suppose there is some terrifying childhood memory that I am surpressing, but being that I can’t come up with a logical explaination of why yarn and needles scare me, I must move forward.

I fear my own failure, therefore I do not try, and I am now trying to get past this. So what if I mess up? So what if I drop a stitch? Every great knitter has begun some terrible catastrophy I am most sure. So I am starting this blog to motivate me, or rather that you might motivate me to continue. To challange myself. To give greater reason for buying beautiful yarns that move me to tears when my needles lie in their basket untouched.

I left my camera at my mother’s this weekend while I was visiting (side note: I swear that woman uses a wand instead of needles to create her knitting. She does some of the most beautiful work, but my wands are broken, so it will be a while before my hands can work such magic.) Anyway, I will attempt to get photos soon so that the motivation runs deeper. But for now you must deal with my words, and just trust me.

So…this is it…the beginning of my skein…may beauty find me here!

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