Quickie post today, I know it's terribly disappointing. A full day at work in front of my computer left me with strained, dry eyes. Need to rest. Plus, I don't really have anything else to post... but... ehem... moving on.
Toques for my nephews and niece:
Kaylee's Toque Pattern: Brioche Helmet Hat from Interweave Knits Fall 2005 Yarn: Bernat Satin from the big stash of acrylics. I hope it's big enough after all this. I love this pattern, but the k3tog when combined with the yarn overs from the row below are a killer!
Nephew Toque #1 (twin boys... I wouldn't want to tell them which toque goes for which twin... they decide for themselves!) Pattern: I used the short-row directions from the Brioche Helmet but knit the earflaps and brim in garter stitch and the hat itself in stocking stitch. Yarn: stash acrylic.
I did raglan decreases for the top, I love how it looks with stripes.
I have one more "boy" toque to do and then mittens for all... yeah, this post should have waited. I blame NaBloPoMo...
I've had a few questions lately about how I knit the mitered corners for the Leftovers Blanket. I needed something to post today to do more rounds of the solid colored bands, so I thought I'd start the next one and document the corner. You're welcome.
This band is 18 stitches, knit on to the previous round like so: on the wrong side (WS), slip first stitch, knit to last stitch, slip stitch (sl 1), pick up & knit one from previous band, pass slipped stitch over (psso). Turn work, slip first stitch with yarn in front, knit to last stitch, knit through back loop.
Knit to corner of previous band, and begin short rows: On WS knit to last unwrapped stitch (in first row of short rows, knit to stitch attaching to previous band) wrap stitch and turn: bring yarn to front, sl 1, bring yarn to back, return slipped stitch to left needle, turn and knit to end. Continue in this manner until there is only one stitch left. You will now begin to knit, picking up wraps. On WS knit to first wrapped stitch, pick up wrap and knit together with stitch, turn and knit to end. Continue in this way (slipping the first stitch of WS rows and adding one more stitch each row) until all wrapped stitches have been worked and you are back at the previous band.
And, there you go.
I hope this was clear and/or helpful. If nothing else, it is a post, and I haven't missed one in November. NaBloPoMo!
Yesterday was sunny (for the most part) and warm(ish). Would it have killed you to do that for one more day? Really? Not in the plan. Nuh uh. Not at all what was agreed upon.
If you need me I will be holed up in bed with my knitting and my computer (blog reading, catching up on Corner Gas) until the situation is rectified. Cowl in some of my handspun. I'm using the patterns from the Spiral Boot sock (!). This will be a gift for a co-worker
I don't think unseasonably warm weather and sunshine are too much to ask on one's birthday, are they? (clever how I snuck that in there, huh?)
I'll spare you the complete blow-by-blow details of the surgery and my day yesterday, but wow, was that a long day. Lots of waiting around. Lots of time to get nervous. The surgery itself was over so quickly, though while it was happening it seemed to take forever. (Hold your eye open while someone is randomly touching it and count to 40 or more...) The pain was minimal, more of a cutting onions kind of pain than anything else. After the numbing drops wore off my eyes clamped shut. It was like they said "Look, we had a meeting and, well, you don't seem to be too discriminating about what you let happen to us right now so we are making the decisions." and stayed shut.
After eyedrops (with the help of the Boy who had to actually hold my eyes open) and a nap, I was much better. I had my follow-up already this morning and my vision is just slightly better than 20/20! It is truly unbelievable. I've worn glasses since I was 10.
This morning before I got up I was lying in bed thinking "I wonder what time it is? I'm too cozy I don't want to find my glasses to see. OH! I don't have to!" I imagine I'll have that kind of moment a few times before I get used to it.
I was slightly disappointed that I didn't get the super cool huge brown wrap-around sunglasses for after the surgery. The ones they provided are just not as awesome.
But, I did get to wear eye-shields for sleeping I was debating whether to post a picture of me in the eye-shields but, honestly, it made me laugh everytime I looked at it so... you're welcome
...and they gave me this REALLY awesome FANNY PACK to hold all my drops and sunglasses & eye shields. Yes, a Fanny Pack. You're jealous. I know.
Today I get to use the computer! and watch TV! and read!! (when I told the Boy I wasn't allowed to do those things yesterday he said "Those are your favorite things!") But right now, I need a nap (my appointment was at 8! what?! on a Saturday??!!)
This was the last morning I will need to grope for my glasses on the night stand
In 6 or 7 hours... these babies will be gone!
I'm nervous but excited. I have my ipod, knitting (1x1 rib... should be easy to knit while I can't see so good). Thanks for the suggestions for audio books. I had read the books that were suggested already so I went with David Sedaris (I've never read any of his books). I have snacks. I have my wallet. I'm...
I'm nervous but excited.
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Completely unrelated: My Christmas Cactus is blooming for the first time ever! I didn't think it would ever bloom!
I'm starting to get a bit nervous about tomorrow's laser* eye surgery. Not full-out "I don't know if I can/should go through with it" nervous, but nervous all the same. To take my mind off that, I have been thinking about what I need to get ready just in case I can't/don't want to see for a while (i.e. if my eyes are too sensitive and I would prefer to keep them closed or in the dark).
-I should clean my apartment since the Boy will be here helping me and cleaning, while not my favorite activity, is just obsessive enough to get my mind off the slight nervousness. -I should cast on for a simple knitting project to work on while I can't/shouldn't/don't want to do anything too strenuous on the eyes. I was thinking a plain sock, but then I realized that I should work on something at a bigger gauge** so that there would be less chance of dropped stitches. -I should get some groceries so there's something to eat on the weekend
*whenever I say or hear the word "laser" I automatically then hear the Austin Power's "laaaaaaayzer" pronunciation and i nearly laugh out loud **without fail, anytime I write/type the word gauge I have to re-do it b/c I've written/typed it "guage"
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(This is exciting huh? All thanks to NaBloPoMo!)
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The following is from an MSN conversation with a friend at work the other day. I saved it because at the time it seemed blog-worthy. Aaaaaaaaaaand, now you get to read it:
you know how sometimes while you're at work you end up reading something*** or doing something on line that's totally not work related just for a little break and before you know it, the sureptitious online activity is making you laugh so hard it's really obvious so you have to supress the laugh and it makes you cry a little and then you start to make that wierd breathing thing that could be laughing or crying but no one would know the difference because you're silently shaking and breathing funny and tears are coming out of your eyes...?
***for the record, I was reading this at The Bloggess when the above occured
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Coming Soon: Monkey 2: Let's Get Going**** crappy flash photography brought to you by the Northern Hemisphere and its black black sky
I finished the 1st Monkey sock Tuesday evening and started the 2nd right away (yay me!). I was going to take inspiration from Heather and work on a sock stash for emergency Christmas Gifts, but I've only gotten 1.24 socks done so I'm not sure how well that will work out...
****My only defense for this is that it's early/I haven't had coffee. Sorry.
For the past, oh, 6 months or so, I've been idly saying "I'd like to start swimming for exercise" but so far haven't made it past that stage. I was all gung ho to start in the summer (Olympics power of suggestion what?) when the Mono hit and I was out cold for 4 weeks. (that would have made for an interesting rescue situation in the pool: "I don't know, she just fell asleep coming in to the wall!") Then just when i was getting my energy back and started trying to find a pool with lane times that fit "my" "schedule" (i.e. not early morning, but not late evening after my butt has hit the couch due to winter etc), the dreaded Death Flu (comes with bonus hacking cough) hit and I was out cold again.
Then, last week a coworker and I were discussing getting off our butts and I mentioned my swimming "plan". She said she had found a pool, open to the public, that had lane swimming pretty much all day. SO... (drumroll for this is truly a momentous occasion) we went swimming Monday after work.
During the day she had asked me how many laps I wanted to go for so I said I thought I would try for a certain length of time rather than laps so I could try to pace myself. She asked "how long do you want to go for then?" to which I replied "I'm aiming for 20 minutes." She laughed and said she was thinking like an hour, but come on people, I know myself.
Sure enough: one lap in and I was thinking "WHAT am i THINKING?" I never did count my actual laps but we swam for 30 minutes (a new PB!)(personal best)(because I'm obviously training for the Olympics) and then sank gratefully into the hot tub. I'm surprised I made it home afterwards. I was wiped out.
This will get easier right? I will get "in shape" and will have stamina and endurance and all those mythical words that athletic people throw around with nary a care in the world. My legs will stop shaking one day soon right?
Today is Remembrance Day in Canada (I know it is elsewhere also, anyone want to tell me about their country's Nov. 11 traditions?). When I was growing up, all elementary school kids would memorize poems to recite to honor this day. There was a contest with the winners reciting at the town's Remembrance Day service. I think when I was a kid there were many World War II veterans in my town, but now that I'm old(er) there are only one or two veterans from that era left. I love the fact that we set aside a day to remember our veterans and those who have died fighting for freedom for others.
This was my favorite of those poems, one that most Canadian kids of my generation will likely know by heart still, 30 years after having memorized it:
In Flanders Fields In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved, and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders Fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders Fields.
- John McCrae
Currently our soldiers are in Afghanistan fighting to rebuild and to give the country back to its citizens. We are losing more of our soldiers than is comfortable (that "comfortable" figure by the way would be zero lives lost), but I do believe that they are doing good work there and I feel we need to support them whole-heartedly, no matter our beliefs, political or otherwise. We're there now due to decisions made by previous governments and the soldiers are doing good work and working hard and in dangerous conditions.
We still need to remember, and the poppy is still an apt symbol.
****** No matter whether you love or hate Don Cherry (if you're Canadian you probably know who he is and feel one way or the other), he is a great advocate for our soldiers. His tribute on Saturday's Coach's Corner had both the Boy and I sitting silent (me teary-eyed).
The video is about 5 and a half minutes long, but it is powerful. Watch it if you can't get to a Remembrance Day service today.
When I first met the Boy (before he was my the Boy), I would ask him "Are you gonna bring me something?" every time he was getting ready to go on a sales trip or to a trade show. The first time I did that, he brought back a package of coupons from the hotel. Coupons for services available only in the city where the trade show was held. Excellent. Thus began our friendship. I continued to ask him almost every time I knew he was going somewhere and he would sometimes bring me little things from the hotel or the conference.
One time he was going to a trade show in Jasper, Alberta and I asked him "Are you gonna bring me something?" and he asked what he should be bringing me. So I told him "it's Jasper. There are touristy gift shops everywhere!" He brought me this:
They were so touristy bad I loved them dearly. I used the mug at work for a long time. The keychain ... um... it's just hanging on a hook in my entryway.
Moving on.
Last year he went to Las Vegas for a trade show (there really was a trade show) and brought me this mug:
I love it even more than the one from Jasper! It is so incredibly touristy tacky. I was using it for my coffee for a long time (it's a big mug!) but unfortunately the mug started to crack so I stopped using it. :(
All this nearly pales in comparison with the best thing he's ever brought me from a sales trip however. He picked this up last week in Nelson, BC. A pound and a half-pound of Oso Negro Coffee!!!!
I have had this coffee before at a coffee shop/diner/breakfast spot in Bowness (a secret place that you don't want to go to. don't try to find it). It's always so busy there that it's hard to get a table but their breakfast is so good and they serve the BEST coffee... Now I have some for my very own home. MMMMMM.
*because "Fiber Sunday" doesn't have that nice alliteration and I keep forgetting can't get decent pictures for Fridays
I can't find the note that came with this Spunky Eclectic FOTM offering, so I don't even remember what month it was. So, fiber and colorway remain a mystery.**Update thanks to commenter Sherie: "The spunky fiber is May 2008 - Rosebud - Corriedale". Thanks Sherie! Good eye! I do know that I like it much more after plying than I thought I might. The rose tones are just rich enough to not be too cutesy with the light green. 4 oz, approx. 308 yards/281 meters. It's probably close to a sport/light dk weight. I ended up going much thinner than I had intended with this one! It's a curse.
This weekend I decided to dye some merino roving I have had on hand for a while. I split the 1/2 pound lot into 2 and dyed the first half with some purple Tintex dye I think I picked up at the dollar store and a few dashes of Olive Dylon dye. Not overly surprising then that the purple didn't actually come out purple but more of a burgundy-ish. At first I was disappointed that I didn't get the rich purple I was aiming for, but now that I see it in the light, I quite like it.
The second half was an experiment. I had 3 pots of Jacquard Dye-na-flow, which is admittedly more of a paint than a dye. I did a small scale test with some wool yarn, and it took the dye and didn't wash out after heat setting. So, I gave it a go. Again, the aim was for Royal purple with some Emerald Green accents. Um. Yeah, that didn't work. I can see that had the colors set in the fiber it would have been exactly what I wanted, but, alas. I'm contemplating over-dying this but I don't want to end up felting the fiber. I might spin it and then think about dying it.
However, while I was taking the pictures I had the two braids laid out beside each other and I kind of liked them together. I may either ply them together or do each separately and use them in a stranded/fair isle project. Hmm. I'll have to think on that.
Meanwhile, I started on the next batch of Spunky Eclectic FOTM fiber waiting for me:
4 oz hand painted Finn in the colorway "Acadia". I'm already in love. I think this will be mittens. **Update: I finished plying at 3:30pm! I can't believe that: It's only about 120 yards (maybe a tad less) and it's approximately an aran weight throughout. I love love love it. I'm going to try mittens, I may need to pair it with some other yarn though. (I realize there is not a huge difference between these two pictures but I just love this yarn!)
Also: I can't believe I made it through week one of NaBloPoMo without dropping out!! Yay me and my incessant blather! Yay you too! (for reading/commenting and/or for participating also)
OH, and also the 2nd: Thank you to everyone who has been taking part in our poll at He said/She said. It's a lot of fun to read all of the responses.
I finished my Spring Forward socks on Thursday evening. I love them. Pattern: Spring Forward from Knitty Yarn: Silver Pine from Gaslight Dyeworks Etsy store. I love this yarn! So soft and has a slight sheen. It was wonderful to knit with and feels so good knit up. Yay! Also, the colors are perfect for today's West Semi-Final Riders game (yes, I'm from Saskatchewan. I'm one of those people... )
As soon as I finished the 2nd Spring Forward sock, I cast on for a new sock. It is just FLYING off the needles! Pattern: no-purl version of Knitty's Monkey pattern. I chose the no-purl version (Ravelry link) because, well, frankly, I hate purling on DPNs, especially at the beginning or end of the needle. Yarn: Lang Yarns Jawoll Silk
Earlier this week my friend measured her head for me (i was knitting her a toque)(it's done now)(pics soon) and gave me the measurement in centimeters. I had no idea how big that was. I needed inches.
I'm Canadian! I'm supposed to know the metric system!!
The thing is that I use both. The reasons for which one I use for which situation are arbitrary and sometimes inexplicable. I don't think I'm the only Canadian who does this. We switched in the 70s and I'm sure I learned some of both in elementary school. Plus, I grew up on a farm where farmland, distances and weights are all in the Imperial system.
A short list of my confusion in measuring:
On the farm (or in my hometown area) I know distances in miles. I can sense it, plus the roads are laid out in a mile by mile grid. However, on the highway (even the highway to my hometown) I think in kilometers.
Measuring my knitting is in inches. Measuring my knitting needles is done in millimeters (with their US equivalent number).
Cooking is a mix: If I have to measure something out using a cup or spoon, I think in, well, cups or table/teaspoons. But if I have to use a prepackaged measure of something (soup cans etc) I think in metric.
Temperature for cooking is in Fahrenheit, however, temperature in regard to the weather is in metric. If i hear the temperature (outside) in Fahrenheit I can't do the mental calculation.
Weights for cooking (and also for knitting/spinning) are primarily in pounds but for some things I think in kilograms more (meat).
Weights for depressing myself and sobbing quietly by the bathroom scale are in pounds. Depressing depressing pounds. (thought: kilograms would look like a much smaller number... maybe I should switch that one?)
So, what does this all mean? It means I'm doing NaBloPoMo and no subject that makes me think for more than two seconds is off limit.
I love Discovery Channel. I want to be a Mythbuster. Mike Rowe is awesome. Any storm chaser kind of show or How It's Made or what have you and I'm hooked. Discovery Channel Canada has a few shows that are not on Discovery Channel in the US. One of them is Canada's Worst Driver.
I don't know how many Canadians are reading, but if you are, you HAVE to watch Canada's Worst Driver. Honestly, it's the most cringe-enducing, hilarious reality type show there is on the planet. Honestly. It will make you feel both like a professional driver and like someone who has never set foot in a vehicle at the same time.
The premise is that people nominate their friends or loved ones to be named Canada's Worst Driver. The 8 contestants and the friend/loved one who nominated each of them gather at "Driving Rehab" where they have have their licenses taken away and they have to take part in driving challenges and get instruction from professional driving instructors. The idea is that each episode one of the drivers will have changed their bad habits and learned enough to get their license back and leave rehab. The one who is still there at the end loses his license and is named Canada's Worst Driver.
I don't know which part is better: the in-car cameras catching all of the bizarre reactions and strange reasoning while the bad drivers do the challenges, or how they blame their bad driving on the one who nominated them.
There's the monster truck driving princess girl, or the 60+ year old woman who gets a "rush" from running stop signs and admits to drinking while driving (!!!!), or the woman who cries whenever she has to be on the road... and so on.
Mostly I just hope that I never ever see any of these drivers on the road for real. And, I wish I could nominate random people on the road on the way to work...
I know I'm not American, but I was so hopeful for your election last night and what a result! I don't mean to alienate anyone, but from afar this feels like a good thing for all.
I wasn't going to watch any election coverage. I figured there would be no definitive news until late, and I had a PVR-full of saved TV and movies to watch, but then I saw that Jon Stewart's Indecision '08 was on so I started watching that. I realized that it was live, so I stuck with Jon & Stephen. Then, at 9:00 mountain time, he announced that it was official. I felt chills and, as mentioned, he's not even my president.
I was hooked for the rest of the evening. I listened to commentator after commentator talked about how historic this was and how "you'll always remember where you were" (In my apartment, on my couch, knitting Sheri's toque). I watched the concession speech, and then somehow managed to miss the beginning of Obama's speech. But when I got to it, just: Wow. I had a big grin and chills and, as mentioned, he's not even my president.
I have such hope. Wow.
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In other news:
I am scheduled for laser eye surgery (EEE!!) on November 14. I'm trying to come up with ways to fill the hours and hours and hours when I'm not going to be able to see well enough to knit/watch TV/read (or maybe i'm just not supposed to try? haven't read all of the literature yet. should get on that). So I was thinking about downloading some audio books. Unless I can get the Boy to read to me... hmm.
I haven't ever listened to any audio books, so I thought I'd ask you all. Any suggestions for books to listen to? Books you listened to that were well read? Books to avoid? Sites to get them from?
(I plan to have a plain sock that I can knit on my sock-sized circulars just in case I can't not knit)
I was working on the 2nd of my Spring Forward socks on Sunday when I decided to check the foot length on the first one. I put it on and that's when my heart momentarily stopped:
Somehow I dropped a stitch on a decrease round on the toe. Enter the trusty crochet hook and a blunt needle and: Barely noticeable. And even I only notice it because I know where it was. WHEW.
After a very stressful end to my day yesterday, I came home, put some chicken in the oven (cheatercomfort chicken: made with Shake N Bake), rode my stationary bike for 20 minutes (6 km! woo! i'm so out of shape), then settled in to start a toque for my friend from work, Sheri. As I was about to start, she called to tell me that the stressful thing at the end of the day wasn't actually nearly as bad as it had seemed. What a relief! It seemed a nice coincidence that I was about to knit something for her right then!
(Hi Sheri!)
So, after the stressful day, I enjoyed an evening of comfort knitting (simple 2x2 toque with fold up bottom) in front of the football game.
I wonder if the Redskins predictive powers will be back this year? Every presidential election since 1936 (except for 2004) has been accurately predicted by the outcome of the Redskins last home game before the election. If the Redskins win, the incumbent party remains in power. If the Redskins lose, the incumbent party is out. The Redskins lost last night so... we'll have to see if it's back!
Yesterday morning I woke up at 8:15 after a good night's sleep. Got up, made coffee, sat down at my computer with my orange juice and realized it was actually 7:15! I forgot about the time change! It was like a vacation... an extra hour to read in bed with my coffee...
Then, the Boy called and we went for breakfast/brunch. We quickly got into our usual argument. We don't really ever fight but we do argue a lot. Over very very important issues like: Where did the Calgary Flames get their name? or Was the movie Hollywoodland based on true events? We have a current on-going argument over brownies. He feels that I've been misleading with my question (we decided to start asking people) but I think he's just wrong. So I told him I was going to put a poll on my blog. He responded that we wouldn't get an accurate response because (and, you can be mad at him for this) only "old ladies" read it. (Yes. I know. He was kidding but still. Be mad at him, not me).
So he decided that he was going to start a website to ask the question. I suggested that we could co-author a blog and have the internet help us resolve our arguments. Google is our usual go-to for argument resolution, so why not take it a step further and actually poll the internet?!
So, if you would like to vote in our poll and humor us, you can do so: He Said/She Said. It will probably be a once-a-week thing. I'm sure it will be thrilling. You won't want to miss it.
Any suggestions for free-poll or statistics gathering gadgets? Let me know. For now we're going with the blogger gadget on the sidebar but I kind of would like to imbed it in the post (and I'm not currently smart enough to figure that out).
Here are the latest two skeins that I have spun. I have a tendency to spin fine (sometimes TOO fine) and decided to consciously spin fatter this time. I always feel like I should be trying to get as much yardage out of the roving as possible, with is why I end up spinning so fine.
120 yards/110 meters, 4 oz BFL top from Spunky Eclectic FOTM club from August "Thermograph" approx. worsted weight The colors in this FOTM club roving were not "me" at all, but the BFL is so soft and squooshy I decided it needed to be a big bouncy yarn. I love how it turned out, even though I wouldn't wear something made from it. I think I need to spin like this more often!
164 yards/150 meters, 5.5 oz Viscose/mohair/wool/nylon sparkle/soy silk Roving from Gaslight Dyeworks Etsy store. approx. worsted weight I love how this turned out! I have never spun a blended roving like this before and it was so interesting to see how it was coming together. It has a bit of everything (sqooshy wool, sparkle, smooth soy silk) and I love how it turned out. I'm not sure what it will become, but it might end up as a Christmas present of some sort.
A couple of weeks ago, my coworker and I were discussing homemade halloween costumes. She has an 18 month old and didn't want to buy her a costume. I got really into the idea of making a costume (shocking, I know) and started thinking about it. We had been talking about making a set of wings for her little girl and my brain kept working on it.
So, as often happens when my brain is already working on a craft project, eventually my hands got into it too and Wednesday evening I constructed the wings.
I took 2 wire hangers and bent them into a wing shape. Then i bent the hook down and duct-taped the two together. I wrapped it really well (with clear duct-tape b/c that's what I had on hand) so that it was sturdy.
Next I cut the legs from a pair of (new) nylons and slipped them over the wings. I gathered them at the center and wrapped the excess around the join. This provided a bit of padding, which was a bonus.
I sewed 2 strips of 1/2 inch elastic into circles and slipped them over the wings for arm straps. I hot-glued them down, then started wrapping the join with ribbon, hot-gluing as I went. I covered the straps as best I could.
Then I painted the wings with acrylic craft paint and voila!
My coworker and her husband loved it and after some initial hesitation their little girl loved them too. Her mom had made her some antennae from pipe cleaners and attached them to a headband to complete the butterfly costume. They brought her in at lunch yesterday to see everyone (and gather arm-loads of loot!) and she looked so adorable!
I've decided to attempt to take part in NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) in November. Prepare for a month of rambling, incoherent posts which may or may not have any knitting or crafting content... Just like this:
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This morning, while glassesless (in the shower to be exact) I encountered a spider, inches from my face on the inside of the shower curtain. Now, I'm not afraid of spiders but I don't necessarily like them. I am perfectly capable of taking care of getting rid of them (picking them up, flinging them outside, squishing them with tissue, stomping them etc.) but my first instinct when confronted with one while half-blind was to swipe it off the curtain. Immediately after this action I realized that I now could not see where the spider went. So I spent the rest of my time wondering if it was on me somehow. (Sadly, it did not survive its morning experience)
I can't wait for November 14, when I am scheduled for laser eye surgery. No more scary half-blind encounters with creepy crawlies!! Woo Hoo!!
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So, you see, November should be an awesome month of exciting posting! Aren't you excited? hmm...
(apologies for the crappy lighting/indoor evening pictures, but it's dark early... and I'm lazy)
I finished another sock! Yay! I realize this is not as exciting as if I had actually completed a pair but it's a sock and it's finished.
In order to avoid the dreaded SSS (second sock syndrome) I immediately cast on and knit 2 rounds for the second sock.
I know! I'm as shocked as anyone.
Now, if you'll excuse me I need to go cough for several hours due to the awesome cold I havestart another new project knit on a sweater that has been a WIP for too long and watch the Flames game. (but really I'm going to end up starting something new. Don't tell).
