In the Box

You know how when you have a big purse there are always a million things in it? Like a lighter, kniting, needles, a wallet, tampons, paperwork, hair ties, lipstick, Shakespeare's The Tempest (or maybe that's me), but the thing you need is never there?

Yesterday, I finished, except for felting, my guitar strap (need to go to Guitar Center today and get a knob put onto my guitar so I can use it), so I decided to clean out my stash box. In it I found: all my books, a baby hat in donated acrylic that I may never finish, yarn bands, empty Hefty bags, sock yarn, remnants of Cascade, a broken needle threader, a "doodad", many many DPNs without a home (note to self, needle case), a hair tie, trash, a bag full of scrap yarn...

And oh yes, size 8 straights to do the gauge swatch for my Central Park Hoodie

Oops

I suck as a blogger. I mean to, and then it does not happen. I've been busy! Doing things like....clearing out my iTunes! Yes, that's important...And finishing socks!

 


And an iPod case.


 

And now all I have is a felted guitar strap and a Central Park Hoodie and I will be done with my stash! That's right, with the exception of some sock yarn I don't know if I want to use and a ball I can't find, all the yarn in my stash will be significantly used enough for me to justify buying more. It'll be good, because I am not, strictly speaking, a stasher. And I want to start buying yarns that feel more "me". Less "ooh shiny MINES" and more, I could wear this, add it to a wardrobe. So, once the no-more-stash happens, there will be many hats (I need more hats) a sweater or two, and some bags. "Wardrobe"-"real knitter" things. Not just knick-knacks that I won't use. Because I tend to do that!

Simple Joy

I'm swatching. For a new project. Wendy's iPod sweater. My socks are done (pictures when I put batteries in my camera).

I'm making headway on my summer projects. I can play a couple chords on the guitar. I've driven around the neighborhood at a glorious speed of fifteen miles per hour. I only have three hundred pages left in the huge book i want to finish. It's been a pretty productive day. Add to that, two more skeins of yarn to use up before I start my Central Park Hoodie all makes me a happy nose-pierced knitter!

Sad Story

I just binned a pair of socks. The socks I knit last summer, the blue ones that I like very much. They are very soft and have lovely colors. And many holes. Those socks travelled with me to Europe. I should keep them for sentimental value. But I can't. Because they have irreparable holes.

 

I am considering buying more of the yarn and reknitting them to make myself feel better. 

ETA

Yeah binning is a lie. they're going in the back of my sock drawer.

BusyBusyBusy

it has been quite a semester. So I'll give it to you in pictures, while I sit back here trying to knit these freaking two-month-long socks! 

Moe's picnic inside in April. It was cold. 


My school is pretty in April:



 

Renaissance Faire!!




FINISHING THE SOCKS

 

PS. if anyone knows a good place to buy a cabled cardigan in summer (no time to knit one), let me know.

I Am Not Yet Dead

Hey guys, looks like I survived finals! And as soon as I find my camera link I'm going to try my damnedest to get back to posting regularly here! I really do adore this blog.

 

For a rundown, I'm home for the summer. And by summer I mean until July 12th when I go back to London. So, until it's warm enough to swim I have various projects going. I'm putting photos in albums tomorrow, learning guitar, going to start a recipe book for my mom and I, finish sewing some skirts, read some books and...

 

KNIT! 

Last night, last night I cast off ONE sock from the pair I started in MARCH. I freakin' hate finals. But I love y'all! 

As for book reviews, there are quite a few I should give, but I think I may just start up from now on again, with perhaps the exception of my favorite book of the semester.

I'm Alive!

And I have things to blog about, but it's the pre-finals/finals crunch. There's a chance of a lull in late April, but until then much love from the buried-in-work knitter!