I have to confess something. I can't keep doing this anymore. It is sucking my will to live. I'm starting to break out in hives every time I think about doing it.
And by "it", I mean the Farmer's Market Cardigan that I've been knitting on since the Nixon Administration.
In the past week, I haven't done a single thing with it. I have it shoved in a large plastic bag (I love those huge gallon-sized plastic bags. Perfect for knits.) and it's been left completely alone. In my head, however, I've shamed myself so thoroughly that, if thinking about a project was knitting on a project, I'd have finished the dang thing and cast on for another one in laceweight yarn. Oy vey.
My relationship to this knit is not going well. If I had a personal relationship with this much hostile resentment simmering in it, we'd be having "the talk". You know, the one where you start out trying to be all "it's not you, it's me" and "I need some time alone to work on myself" and end up yelling about toilet seats and mothers and "why don't you clean up after yourself, you gerbil-faced buffoon??!?" Yeah. That's how I feel about it right now.
|Angry baby is angry.|
I've been knitting, not just thinking about knitting, this week.
These are birthday socks for my mom. (Hope you aren't looking, Mom, since I haven't gotten them to you, yet!) You know about Noro sock yarn, right? Gorgeous colors that drift ever-so-subtly from one rich shade to the next...and never a chance of making a perfectly identical pair of socks. I tried, really I tried. The one sock looks like I punted a squid, though. Just a little inky on the toes.
These are "Picky Pants", in a gorgeous shade of Malabrigo ("Lettuce"). Sorry for the crap picture. I love these pants so much...I just have to finish off the I-cord drawstring for the waistline of the pants and it will be good to go.
I also cast on for a second pair of Picky Pants, in Azul Profundo. I keep going around the house, hoping to use the word profundo in a sentence, because it just sounds cool. Profundo, eh?
Muy profundo, ci. I have profundo feelings about the Malabrigo. I like pizza profundo, it's supposed to rain-o profundo today...ok, I will stop.
It's been rather chaotic around here the past few days as well, unfortunately. We have had a bit of a cold making the rounds on the children, and that has reeeeallly cut into my knitting/sleeping/lazing about time. I will hopefully have better news to report next time! See you then!