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Let’s talk about moderation.  Specifically, my lack of moderation.  Popcorn and ice cream after dinner followed by girl scout cookies (thin mints, please)?  Not a problem.  That’s future Freshy’s problem.  She’ll be older and wiser by then, so I’m sure she can handle it.  Reading ten books at once?  Child’s play, in my opinion!  I’ll remember where I am in every one of them and will know exactly what’s happening….  Although now that I think of it, maybe that’s not true, but I’d like to think I can handle the challenge.

Presently, I have two projects on the needles, the lace baby pillow and Deco (ok, three if you count Rob’s hat, which I have mutilated beyond belief and is in a time-out until I can wrap my head around my varying gauge).  This is all fine and good, but I’m starting to get an itch in the tips of my fingers.  Wouldn’t it be great if I could just add another fun project in there?  Another sweater perhaps, one with cables all over.  Or a tweedy skirt to wrap up the end of winter.  Or maybe a fun gradient scarf to play with colors and welcome spring.  Or how about getting a jump start on summer with a flowing linen tunic.  Yes, yes, YES!!  I want it all!!  I want it right now!  Fade in to a warm sunny day: I’m giggling as I skip through an open field, arms stretched out towards a bountiful basket overflowing with skeins of Shibui, Madelinetosh, Manos, Jamieson’s and all that is glorious.  When we finally touch… magic.

Fade out.  Yes, I have a problem with moderation.  Have you seen my stash on ravelry yet?  It’s bad.  Oh I’m sure it’s not the worst of the bad, but it’s pretty close.  It takes every ounce of willpower I can muster to resist the temptations in the yarn store.  I have a basket at work, where I put all the things I want on hold.  I take it out at my lunch break and fondle them.  Then I hang my head low and cry a tear or two as I put the basket away.  Finish the sweater.  Finish the baby pillow.  Use your stash.  Words that are daggers through my merino-loving, anti-moderation heart.

It’s a good thing I have a few goodies in my stash already, not to mention all those projects that I really, really, really had to have last year.  Honestly, the purpose of completing an inventory on my stash was so that I would be persuaded to use it.  You want to buy more Madelinetosh?  Get a hold of yourself, woman!  You already have fifteen skeins of tosh in your stash.  But I digress….

I have chosen to add the Simple Straight Skirt by Churchmouse onto the needles today.  I purchased the yarn and made a swatch for the project months ago, before Christmas knitting hit the fan.  Adding this project to the needles is really a necessity more than anything else.  I have the lace edging to finish on the pillow and then seaming, and I’m about ready to split for the sleeves on Deco.  Both of these tasks require my undivided attention.  Stockinette knitting is a must in order to maintain balance in my universe (kind of like reading Harry Potter for the umpteenth time in between all the other reads); it is the perfect project for the times that I want to knit care-free while eating popcorn and ice cream simultaneously.

Immoderation.  Totally necessary.

Did you notice something?  An absence of something?  I didn’t think so.

Well, I was told by my (sometimes) wiser companion that I should just blog as if nothing has happened.  That ridiculously long hiatus I took from blogging and knitting never happened.  I knew it wouldn’t be easy getting back into routine after being funemployed for so long, but almost exactly a year later, I’m still struggling to stay balanced.  It probably doesn’t help that I also have one of these things in tow now.

Of course she isn’t this tiny anymore.  Now she looks mostly like this:


Scout is pretty much the best dog on the planet.  I know that’s what everyone says about their dogs, but she really is the best.  So I can forgive her for eating up all of my free time… and socks.  Thankfully, she doesn’t seem to have any interest in my knitting.  Knitting.  That reminds me….

Just like work, I’ve been slowly reintegrating knitting back into my daily life.  I did my best to get Christmas gifts out to the family, but sadly, I just wove in my last end and took pictures today (incidentally, it was the first time I’ve used my camera since August).  I really am a poster child of procrastination, in case you didn’t already know that.  But what is family for, if not to forgive your faults?

There are some goodies in here, but I’ll keep the details on my ravelry page.  It just sort of happened that all the gifts were blue.

And I seriously did not plan this, but the two things currently on my needles are both yellow.

Right now I’m working on Deco by Kate Davies and a lace pillow for a baby gift.  I like working on multiple projects at a time, not necessarily in the same color family but these things happen.  When I get tired of working my fingers to death with the sturdy Frangipani yarn, I can switch over to some soft baby yarn and give my hands a break.  Also I’m crazy and love to overload myself.

I’m feeling like I’m finally back to full knitting production.  At least, my ravelry queue and yarn stash (which I spent a week creating a detailed inventory, no joke) are growing.  I think that’s a good sign that things in my knitting world are returning back to normal.  Which in turn means that things should be back to normal here on the ol’ bloggy blog.  Lucky you!

PS.  There are still a few travel posts that I want to share, but I’m not promising anything since I still have about 10,000 photos to sort through.  Remember that thing I said about procrastination?  Ya.  Don’t do what I do people.  It only hurts you and those around you.

Or: Dusting off the needles

Or: Getting over the “I’ll do that tomorrow” syndrome

It’s been almost three weeks since I’ve arrived back in the states and I’ve been riding out all the classic excuses for the lack of posts and general productivity, including but not limited to: jet-lag, catching up with friends, organizing my things, establishing a new home… But after a while, those excuses get played out and you just start looking (and feeling) like a bum.  Believe me, there were days that I pulled out my computer with every intention of blogging about Cambodia and South Korea, and then I thought: maybe tomorrow.  That happened a lot.

The truth is that the last three weeks home flew by so fast that I’ve hardly had any time to process anything and now that I have access to all my things again, it’s like I just acquired a bunch of new toys.  There’s so much that I want to do right now, that I hardly know where to start…  Ok, you got me.  I totally know where to start: my yarn stash.  I pulled out my storage bins of yarn and gazed upon the treasures that I left behind.  I felt like I just walked into a yarn store where everything was free.  So many things to touch and sniff and play with, that I couldn’t even grasp the fact that I had to choose only one thing to work on.  Would you believe me if I told you that I haven’t knit a single stitch or taken a deep whiff of merino wool in the last 16 weeks?  I hardly believe it myself.  So you can imagine I was a little overwhelmed with my options.  In the end, after much hemming and hawing, I picked out my first handspun mini-skeins.

I began spinning them at the Knot Hysteria retreat in November and left the retreat with bags full of roving in all kinds of colors.  When I got home, I went on a spinning kick.  I spun four more mini-skeins right off the bat before getting completely distracted with other things (isn’t that just how it always goes?).  I finished plying the last one right before I left on my trip in March.  For as many WIP’s as I have lying around, I just can’t bear to see these linger in that pile for any longer.  I’m knitting a garter stitch cowl and am alternating the skeins every RS row.  There’s no pattern or logic to which skein I pick next; that’s what makes this project the perfect thing to get me back into knitting.  No rules, no pressure.  Just knit stitch.  I love how all the colors are playing nicely with each other.  You wouldn’t think it, looking at them individually, but this is turning into a real winner.

PS. I plan on getting my last month of travels posted on here real soon.  Just bear with me while I get back into the swing of things.

You know what cures sweater knitting?  Mitting (mitten knitting).  If it’s not a word, it should really be one.  Mitting.  You’re welcome.

I had to give up my job at the yarn store recently.  It was a sad day for all of us (me especially, since I just gave up the best thing an obsessed knitter could ever have: an employee discount at their favorite LYS), but it was just one of things that had to be done.  Before I left, they graciously let me go on one last shopping spree with my discount (which basically means I worked for free that day).  And hoo boy!  Did I ever go on a spree.  I bought some Fibre Company in Canopy Fingering, which is splendidly soft and I want it all over my face and hands.  I bought all the things that I’ve been wanting but never got before.  Believe it or not, my self-control is rather strong and most days I come home after a hard day of yarn fluffing with no yarn for myself.  I just don’t talk about those days.  Probably because I’m in a dark needy mood for not having purchased yarn and also most likely because those stories aren’t any fun for anyone.

Wanna know what is fun?!  Mitting.  Mitting llamas!  Llamas all in their neat little rows!  Llamas laughing and prancing.  Big llamas, little llamas, left llamas, right llamas!  I’m crazy about llamas!!

Best thing ever about mitting:  throw caution to the wind and forget your swatch!  Ya I said it.  The thing is if it works out, then perfect!  You now have a mitten!  If it doesn’t, well then sorry, but you’ll have to unravel that mitten cuff.  But it’s tiny, so who cares?!  Yes, this is seriously the delusional speech that I gave to myself when I started this project.  No, I don’t regret my decision.  I started mitting the left one, then I figured out what I really wanted and started the one on the right.  Soon, there will be a row of big llamas over the little llamas and they will dance and sing together on my hands while I wave frantically at random people so they will be forced to look at my llamas.

Ask me if I’m also crazy enough to start knitting my second mitten from the same yarn balls as the first but from the opposite end because I didn’t want to break the yarn but I still wanted to see my big llamas.  If you’re afraid of the answer, I will just reassure you and let you know that I got this.  It’s going to be ok.  The llamas said so.

Have you knit any llamas recently?  If you had a llama, what would you name it?  I would name mine Dolly.  Haha, get it?  Dolly Llama.  We’d be best friends.

Linking with Tami and other WIPers.

First of all, thank you so much for your kind words and support on the last post.  You have all given me a lot to think about.  I think that has to be one of the things that blogging is great for: a meeting of the minds.  I can’t really do that without you, so thanks!

While I’m pondering over writing patterns, I want to show you the progress I’ve made on Rob’s socks, er…sock.  I just cast off the first one late last night (while watching the election results come in).  I’m so happy with the results (both sock and election), which is great because that will motivate me to knit the second one (and continue to live in the US, har har).  I’m really digging how the colors came together and how the effect changed when I switched to ribbing from stockinette.  This is the first time I’ve knit with seriously variegated yarn like this and I have to admit that at first I was skeptical.  Sometimes color can be overwhelming to me.  I rarely match.  Most of my wardrobe consists of solids.  I rarely wear prints.  It’s been fun watching the magic of these colors coming together and perhaps it’s giving me a little more confidence knitting with variegated yarn.

The other day at work I picked up Leslie Ann Bestor’s book of cast-on’s and bind-off’s.  I think this is going to be a great reference book for me.  It’s really well laid out and the instructions are clear and concise.  Oh I know you can find all these things on the internet and youtube for free.  Call me old-fashioned, but I really do like the act of flipping through a tangible book and having everything I need all in one place.  I ended up using Jeny’s Surprisingly Stretchy bind-off for the cuff.  It involves processing each stitch with a yarn over before casting it off the needle.  I love how it looks and how (duh…) stretchy it is.

Socks look so strange when they’re not on feet.  I suppose that means I better get cracking on the second sock so we can stuff some feet into them.

I want to know: Do you use variegated yarn often?  If so, what projects do you use them for the most?  Are you a sock knitter?  What’s your favorite way to cast-off on toe-up socks?

Linking with Tami’s WIP Wednesday and Ginny’s Yarn Along.

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