knit what? purl who?

It's been a while since I've posted anything, and while I'd like to say it's because things have been crazy, it's mostly because I've been lazy. I still haven't taken a picture of the brown sweater, but I'm wearing it right now if that helps. (Oh yeah, I can wear a wool sweater in June- three cheers for the Pacific Northwest! ) This sweater has gotten me over the "I don't like anything after I've finished it" problem I was having.

Well, the two people who actually read this might be interested in what I've been up to. I got some de-li-cious yarn to make the Jacket Worked in Rounds. I flew through it, and had about six inches of the second sleeve left and I ripped it out. I tried it on, and while the yarn is soft and wonderful and great to work with it wasn't a very flattering look on me. So, I started something else, we'll see how that goes. This stuff is so soft, even if I have to rip it out and start again I won't mind. I've also acquired about a sweater's worth of Malabrigo in the butter colorway. I've got a pattern in mind for that, too, but you know how plans can change.

While I was visiting my parents in South Carolina, I took my mother, who does not knit, to her LYS so that she could pick some yarn for a sweater for herself. Hooray for her, she picked some Rowan Summer Tweed in a red color. It's my own design, which means a lot of ripping, but it's going well. I will confess that, while very atteractive, this yarn is a little hard on the hands.

Sounds like the sockapalooza people are all way ahead of me, I finally decided on a pattern, and I'll tell you if you promise not to laugh. My sock pal mentioned that she's not into really lacy patterns, and she lives in Minnesota. In an attempt to be different, I decided on the cabled footies in the One Skein book. They'll be nice and warm in a worsted weight for those Midwest winters. Hopefully that's not too lame. For some reason, I feel like they need to be orange, so I am on the hunt for some orange yarn that's not ugly. The good news is that they won't take very long to knit.

I've also joined the mystery stole knitalong. I got some yarn, I can't remember what it is off the top of my head and I'm too lazy to get up and look. Now, I don't knit lace, and she specifically said that this pattern isn't for beginners, but somethimes I like to pretend I'm a superhero.

I also really want to make something from hemp this summer.

In keeping with my laziness you'll notice I haven't included any pictures. I promise I'll take one of the brown sweater soon!

Some stitch markers with no dang dangle. I'll admit to having lost most of my little plastic ones in couch cushions and dog bellies.

The red sweater for my mother is at the seamstress (otherwise known as my friend Tina with the working sewing machine who is capable of sewing in a straight line.) being prepared for the big steek. I used a crochet steek for my wool sweaters, but since this one is cotton/silk, I figured I'd better machine steek it.

It's been really hot this week (like 106 degrees) and it's wildfire city around here, not the right setting for a picture of the brown sweater. Someday, people (Secretly, I'm hoping to be a size 4 before I take the picture. It could happen).

I've started over with the purple yarn that was to be for the jacket worked in rounds. I think I may have to rip it out again. It fits, but isn't the fit I really wanted, and to be honest, I'm feeling a little schizophrenic about what I want it to look like in the first place. There is a pattern in the Rebecca magazine that might be the thing, but I CAN"T FIND THE MAGAZINE! My significant other works nights (and , duh, sleeps all day) so I can't go on a giant cursing, screaming, rip the house apart rampage like I really want. And I still have to find the right thing for my lovely Malabrigo. The Mystery Stole is working out all right, I'm finished with the first clue. If my printer had ink in it I would have printed out the second clue and statered working on it and would have just bought some more plastic stitch markers. Instead, I am making a hundred little stitch markers (which are totally cuter than the plastic kind) and brooding over the purple sweater and the missing Rebecca magazine. And the dogs are pouting because they want to go for a W-A-L-K. What a weekend.