We are not happy. We got a tetanus shot yesterday and our arm is swollen and hot and painful. Very very bad for the knitting progress.
Why a tetanus shot, you ask? Well, I’d rather gloss over that part of the story. It was wet, it was early, and I come off looking less than gazelle-like.
(Hey Mom! We are tetanus shot buddies! I’ve emailed Mom what happened because I know she won’t laugh at me. Moms aren’t allowed to laugh at their kids when they are total klutzes, see?)
Here is my right ankle, as of yesterday afternoon.
Why no, I don’t usually have a doughnut-like swelling around it.
Oh, and when I got home yesterday I discovered there had been a water main break and there was zilch, zero, nada water for several hours. But thankfully we did get water again.
And then . . . the fire alarm went off. It was a laugh a minute, lemmee tell ya.
We shall move on . . .
The SSRP box arrived while I was away, and I went to the post office to pick it up on Wednesday.
This will no doubt garner me some criticism about my being a yarn snob, but I gotta say that on the whole I was disappointed with the contents of the box. A lot of chenille. A ton of Sirdar yarn, some Bernat yarn — cotton/acrylic blends. Not a whole lot of yarn I consider “snobworthy.” And this is the Snob Stash Reduction Project, after all.
I read the guidelines that were enclosed in the box about what qualifies as “snob” yarn, and I think most of the box contents don’t qualify.
But there were a few things. This is what I took out:
Three skeins of Noro Kureyon, four skeins of Big Kureyon, a skein of Colinette Skye, and two skeins of Jaeger Persia.
And this is what I put in:
Three skeins of Noro Silk Garden, one skein of Colinette Giotto, three skeins of Colinette dk cotton, and ten skeins of Rowan 4-ply cotton.
I did replace what I took with a more than equal amount of snob yarn, so I feel I played by the rules. And there is actually a nice lot of Cascade 220 that I left in there, so someone might enjoy that.
Now I have to mail that honking big box that I can barely lift. Given my current injured state, I may need to wait til Monday to do that. But I’ll send it off as soon as I can — promise!
Blog Comments Q&A
Some recent questions from the comments:
How the heck do you knit with Lucy on your lap?
Lucy is a very knit-friendly kitty. She doesn’t mind when I let my knitting rest on her. In fact, I think she rather enjoys it.
But last night Lucy practiced her kitty ballet:
Curious to see how the stripes match up when you do your seaming or does it matter? Could a circular needle have been used and gone continuously from rt front, back, then lft front to avoid matching?
Well, yeah, you could knit it in the round, but then you’d have skinny stripes on the body and much fatter stripes on the sleeves. Know what I mean? No the stripes don’t really match from front to back. Does it bother me? Not even a little.
Here’s a Klaralund sleeve-in-progress:
Although the cable eats up alot of stitches how do you think a saddle shoulder would look?
I did consider a saddle shoulder, but decided that the cable was too wide — I don’t like a saddle that wide. As a matter of fact, I’m not that fond of saddle shoulders anyhow.
The Liam pattern will be available for sale in the near future. I’ll let you know.
Yes, I know I said that about my other designs and they are yet to appear. I’ve been working on making them available, but as it’s now autumn, I think we’re going to wait until spring for their debut, as they are summer designs.
And Shelley left this somewhat cryptic comment yesterday:
Are sure you are knitting right?
So I’m gonna tell you why.
I was at Knit Happens all day Wednesday, and at one point Holly, Shelley, and I were the only ones in the shop. A woman came in — apparently her first visit to the shop. After chatting with Holly about various things, she approached me and told me I was knitting wrong. She seemed to think that my Klaralund was biasing. Which it’s not. Not even a little. I pointed that out to her and she insisted there was something wrong with the way I was knitting. Insisted in a not very nice way. At that point I figured it was best to simply ignore her (always seems the best bet when dealing with snotty, I’m-always-right types). So she then said to me “How did you get in the newspaper?” in a somewhat belligerent tone.
Shelley and Holly are witnesses that not only did I not kill her, she wasn’t even bleeding when she left the shop. I think they were both impressed by my restraint.
Twenty people reached my site by searching on “open heart surgery.” Huh?