Happy Monday all. May I present . . .
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The May Contest
Here’s what you gotta do. Using 8 characters or less, email me (see the contact me link in the sidebar) your choice for a personalized license plate. Said personalization must have to do with knitting. One entry per person, please, and I’ll draw a name after 5pm on Friday, May 16.
The prize for this contest was generously donated by a reader who asked to remain anonymous. (But I can tell you that it is no one connected with Knitty, in case you were wondering if this was an advertising ploy. It ain’t.)
An adorable Knitty license plate frame and bumper sticker. See how the contest and the prize go together so well? Aren’t I clever?
Lunch with a Knitter
On Friday I had the good fortune to meet in person Pamela McGarvey, a knitter I previously knew only through online contact. Pamela emailed me and very kindly offered to take me out to lunch. We met on Friday and had a lovely lunch, lots of knitting talk, and I got to see her great MDS&W photos. Thanks, Pamela!
Photographic Memory . . . huh? I Forgot the Question
I mentioned last week that I easily memorize charts for arans. In my comments Friday, a question on exactly how it is I do that.
For the most part, aran designs are symmetrical around a center design, one side sometimes mirror image of the other. After I do the set-up row, I scrutinize the chart. It’s easy for me to memorize what the cable twists are and on what row they occur. Generally each pattern on an aran is divisible by the same number. For example, you might have a motif that has an 8 row repeat, one with a 12 row repeat, and one with a 24 row repeat. If the 8 row repeat has a cable twist on row 7, I put in my head that on row 7, 15, and 23 I have to do a cable twist on that 8 row motif. So I define all the motifs according to the one with the most rows. Make sense?
After one pattern repeat, I have each motif memorized (and it usually doesn’t take as long as a full repeat to do that). I just have a really good memory. I can still remember every word of the Christmas pageant my second grade class put on (and that was a million years ago).
A few years ago I won a bet with my brother — he refused to believe that I could recite all the lyrics in the Who’s rock opera Tommy. So I did.
What can I tell you? It was New Year’s Eve and we were drunk.
Oh . . . I almost forgot
I finished St. Mortiz yesterday, didn’t I?
Happy Mother’s Day To Me
Meet my new furry friend, Lucy. She’s a two-and-a-half-year-old Siamese Himalayan mix kitty. She just came to live with me at 7:00pm last night, so we are still very new friends, getting to know each other. More about her tomorrow!