Fake Parenthood

When friends move across the country and leave their stuff at your house, it is a nice thing to send it to them. It is sort of unreasonable to delay the shipping of said thing(s) because of a complex plot to actualize an inside joke in a bizarre, cross-referential way. But if it’s even occurred [...]

Cabling Without a Cable Needle

Last week, while working on my completely ridiculous super-bulky cabled earflap hat of doom, I took the occasion to take some pictures of cabling without a cable needle to show you guys.

As he leaned over my shoulder to take pictures of my fingers, Jared mentioned that I might want to deal with the real [...]

Annisthesia

I love how lace looks while it blocks. The curves that were squashed on the needles curve elegantly; the noodle-like appearance disappears into smooth flatness, open work blooms, and stitches even themselves out.

My husband looked at the large crescent on the floor, grabbed a couple of zauberballs and my pinbox, and did this:

Now I am [...]

One Wild Ride

At midnight on Sunday night/Monday morning, Jared & I had been on the road for 15 out of the previous 30 hours. Here’s how that happened.

Saturday, I got off work at 5 p.m. We ate dinner and got on the road around 6, heading south. After a near-disastrous stop at Sheetz, involving a very difficult [...]

Finishing Day!

Yesterday was an amazing day for finishing things.

After six and a half months, Sunrise through Whitewashed Windowpanes are finished. Pattern: Windowpane Socks by Chrissy Gardner, published in Interweave Knits Spring 2008. Yarn: Louet Gems Fingering (white) and Trekking XXL (multi).

These socks were begun in January for a class taught in the spring, and they were [...]

The Hat that would not be Knit

Keep guessing on Jared’s sock symbol… nobody’s guessed it yet.

Jared’s socks were one of a dozen things I could have been doing yesterday afternoon. I could have been cleaning one of the three narsty fleeces still taking up my floorspace, or spinning some more green Romney, or packing for our weekend away for goodness’ sake. [...]

How well do *you* know my husband?

August socks are ripping along with speed and facility:

I like guessing games, and I have a little guessing game for you this morning. At the beginning of this socky project, I had Jared flip through Folk Socks and pick out any pairs of socks that he wanted to be his. Somewhere along the line, the [...]