No time! Am off to sail to Half Moon Bay. Wheeeeeeee!
Monthly Archives: August 2007
Work’s been crazy, which is just one way to say “I’m a lazy blogger.” But I have a few moments now and would like to show ya’ll just why some ‘goody two shoes’ knitters praise the act of swatching. As I’ve mentioned, I’m all over IK’s Hedgerow Coat but can’t for the life of me figure out which yarn to use. I was attracted to the ‘superwashiness’ of KnitPicks Superwash Merino (aka: Swish) but then read of its not-so-super-washiness. So I swatched. Sure ‘nuf, after a quick handwash and blocking, it shrunk by more than 1/4″ from side to side (stichwise, right?). Can you imagine if I’d actually washed it in a machine?
It was superduper yummy soft but it was a little drapey-er (don’t you just love all these new words you’re learning?) that I wanted so I swatched up some Cascade 220, which I really don’t love to knit. Sure, it doesn’t split, and it knits up to gauge, and it’s sturdy, but it’s not that buttery softness of merino. Can you say spoiled? I hated the look and feel of it before washing but I was surprised after blocking how soft it became. Not nearly as soft as Swish, but much more bearable (and wearable). Plus, I was happy with its ‘bounce’.
Just to compare, I then swatched up with what I’m 99% sure is Paton’s Classic (I lost the ball band but that’s what I believe it to be). It worked up similarly to 220 but has just a little less bounce, in my studied opinion.
As much as I hate swatching, I’m glad I did. I was all ready to buy Swish but would have ended up being disappointed. As it stands, 220 is winning the fight . . . for the right . . . to Heeeeedddggeroooow (sung to the tune of a certain Beastie Boys song). Any other suggestions?
Speaking of hot babes, check out my beeeaaauuutiful seester:
Sporting a gorgeous handknit tank (TLC Cotton Plus in Kiwi) that shows off her luscious curves. I’m so jealous!
Ed. note: For some reason my photos are loading. I’ll post them as soon as I can.
This month has been insane. I keep getting farther and farther behind in my blogging duties — every time I have a minute of free time, I realize that I have so much to report that I don’t have time! So this post will be a hodgepodge that will hopefully get me back on my blogging track.
My great friend Julie came for a visit from Portland right after deadline.
If you can believe it, she hadn’t been on a plane in 10 years and had no idea you couldn’t walk through a security checkpoint with your shoes on! We took her sailing on Tess (before we sold it), enjoyed some of Marin’s beauties and watched a teensytinsy baby quail get hit by a speeding BMW.
We were tooling around the Marin headlands when we saw this flock of quail on the road. We stopped to take a few snaps and generally enjoy their quailness.
This is a tiny two lane road so when I saw a car coming up behind, I put my car in gear and was easing forward to scare the quail off the road. The asshole in the speeding BMW couldn’t be bothered to slow down (“Gee, why is that car stopped in the road?” never crossed his mind) and swept past, plowing right through the little flock. Miraculously, only one baby suffered damage — which we witnessed as it rolled off the windshield and tumbled onto the ground. It was awake and didn’t appear to have anything noticeably broken but it was clearly in shock. We grabbed some napkins (so we wouldn’t leave our scent on it) and carefully tucked it under the shrub its family was hiding in. I’d love to believe it got its wind back and joined its family but I can’t quite make myself do it.
I perked up when Judy from Knit2Purl2 sent my shipping confirmation. What would I get? What would be substituted? The excitement was overwhelming. And then I realized she’d shipped to my billing address instead of the shipping address I’d included. Ah well, what’s a few more days of waiting. YIKES! It was torture, that’s what. But it finally came on Thursday and I got just what I thought I’d be getting. I forgot to take a before shot but this box was crammed with wool. After I pulled my trusty FoodSaver out, this is what was left:
I didn’t vacuum the Lopi because I’m planning on slippers for my bro for Christmas. I want to get them out of the way asap.
Thursday was also the day our friend Marsha dropped in for a quick sail before heading into the City for a convention.
We had a great time, even though I got lost in the crack alleys of SF before I clawed my way out and back over the bridge to the safety of Sausalito!
As far as real knitting goes, I have one last panel to finish and sew on before I can put this puppy to bed, so to speak.
I think he likes it!
I sewed two cabled panels together last night and it looks great but, boy, is this sucker heavy!
Here’s my process for this puppy:
I knit up two skeins Lion Brand Wool-Ease Thick ‘n Quick for each panel, then strung a line through the stitches knowing I’d be picking them up later to ‘finish’. The only reason I did this was because I decided to add a sixth panel and only had 17 skeins of yarn — one short to just use three skeins for each panel. While working the sixth panel, I kept checking with Hubbo to see if it was long enough. When he approved, I bound off and picked up panel #5. I worked most of the rest of it on its own but just knew I’d missed a row here or there, thereby totally mucking up how they’d sew together, so I stitched them together and found that I had to add a few rows to make them exactly the same length. I’ll repeat this process till its done, which should be soon!
BTW, I got an email from Knit2Purl2 telling me she was sold out of the O-Wool. Now I have to find a substitute yarn before I get to cast on. <sniff>
Poor Hubbo! We have a great jazz series that’s played at a waterfront park here in Sausalito. Last Friday we took our dinghy (small boat with a tiny outboard) over to meet up with friends on a big powerboat. Owner of said boat has a thing for fat rats — guinea pigs to be precise. He promptly trotted them out and handed us each one. Pet pet stroke stroke — “Is this all they do?” — and we handed them back. A little later Hubbo started sneezing and then his eye started swelling up like a balloon. You could actually see it swelling. Time to go home!
Of course Hubbo, being a guy, declined everything but allergy eyedrops and a couple Advil: “Benedryl makes me feel goofy.” Sniffling, sneezing, tearing. This was at the height of the swelling:
A quick Google on guinea pig allergies shows that it’s not the dander or fur that causes the allergic reaction but the protein from their spit and pee. Eeeeew!
Just so I won’t leave you on that lovely note, I bought a whole wad of Malabrigo and Lopi Light today from Knit2Purl2. So much that I was afraid to tell Hubbo. But when I found they also had the O-Wool used in the latest IK for the Hedgerow Coat, I crumbled. I called Hubbo to talk me down but he was no help. “Buy it! You deserve it.” Wha? Who are you and what have you done with Hubbo? Boy, that’s gonna be a biiiiiiiiiiiiiig box o’ yarn!
The last couple weeks have been tragically frantic. Thankfully they weren’t frantically tragic! Most of it is explained on my Tess blog so check it out for all the
excuses valid reasons for my failure to blog recently.
Alas, I have no pix of Rob’s blanket, which is just screaming along. He wanted something extra big to fit him so I added a sixth panel and several more repeats of the cable. I have one panel completely finished, four are nearly done (I used up two skeins of yarn for each and then lifelined them till I could figure out how long to make them), and I’m half a skein into the sixth. BTW, he’s learned not to utter anything but high praise about the goldarn thing!
Speaking of high praise, I finally sent Sandy’s Latoya tank to her. This was her response: “I really like it.” Umm . . . like? WTF?! I not-so-gently reminded her that we don’t live in the same state so I would never see her NOT wearing it and she could have just as easily lied and said it was absolutely-without-a-doubt the most gorgeous thing she’d ever laid her baby blues on. Not surprisingly, she amended her statement.
This is the best photo I have so far but she claims she was planning to wear it to work tomorrow and promised to have someone click a snap.
PS: Here’s another shot of Aaron’s disaster slippers.
You can see how much bigger the “shoe” portion of the red slipper is and how small it is on the brown one. Ugh!