A blog about my life, knitting, and other stuff.

April 13, 2004

The Pick Up Artist

It has been a really long time since someone tried to pick me up. But tonight as I waited for the other members of my knitting group to arrive someone did. I'm a New Yorker. I don't smile at strangers or make small talk. Now folks in Seattle are a little more relaxed. So it wasn't terribly surprising to have some middle aged guy see me knitting and ask what I was making. I was working on Broadripple on two circulars so it looks a little unusual. I curtly told him it was a sock and put my head down and kept knitting. He started asking me more and more questions about knitting. I tried to keep my answers short but civilized assuming that his order would be ready soon and he would go. Then he pulled up a chair and sat down. I put my head down further and pretended to count stitches. He starts asking about sewing and crochet. I feign ignorance. Then he says, "So, what do you do when you're not knitting?" Without looking up I said, "Raise my children." Then he left.

The back of Lottie is complete and I'm about 30 rows into the front. I'm ready to make the heel flap on my first Broadripple. I'll post pictures tomorrow.