Blog Tricofolk

Steeking is just as mesmerizing and heart-stopping in French, non?

Another Completed Butterfly

Cookie has finished her Butterfly!

Butterfly Collar Reloaded

Well, I screwed it up again. See, I only read the second part of the errata. I ignored the first part, which instructed me to ignore the first part of the collar pattern. So I ripped it out again. Now I've got it.



Judy sent me an update photo of her Butterfly blocking.

Stephanie is blocking bits of her Butterfly too.

Ribby Cardi Knitalong

I must have misunderstood Carole. She is hosting a knitalong for the Ribby Cardi and has set up a blog for it. So head on over and join her there. Sorry for the mix up!

Offline

Sorry I've been offline. Wes has been "fixing" my computer. It has been making an ominous sound like someone is inside making a smoothie. Now it's making a different, more irritating, equally disconcerting sound.

I worked all day on Friday and today and am also working tomorrow.

My son happily received his new scarf today. The report from Wes was that the scarf was worn every time they went outside. I am very pleased. I didn't get to block it. I probably never will. Here it is in it's native habitat, nestled under some dirty mismatched socks.



I had a few Butterfly disasters tonight. I went out to knit with some Purlygirls. I sewed the fronts on to Butterfly. I picked up all the stitches around the neck but something didn't look quite right. Then I realized that I had sewn one front and one sleeve onto the front of Butterfly. Rip, rip, rip. Sew, sew, sew. Pick up 142 stitches. Then I start to knit the collar. I end up with the wrong number of stitches. I rip. I count. I knit. Still wrong. Rip, count...then I remember. There's errata for the collar. What a dope! I even posted the link here a few weeks ago. It was all too reminiscent of the time I sewed one of the sleeves for Lottie to my sweater shoulder to cuff. Or the reversed fronts for the Cursed Baby Sweater. What's my problem?

The Big Sack almost has both sleeves. Hopefully tomorrow I'll get all the parts on the needles and start the raglan decreases.

Mixed Blessing

I finished the last sleeve of Butterfly on Wednesday night. I was supposed to go to Stitch 'n Bitch but our usual spot closed early, even though we were told they wouldn't. Seven of us managed to regroup at the Tea House though. After finishing the Butterfly sleeve I resumed work on the second sleeve to the Big Sack sweater. When I got home I realized I was doing the increases on the Big Sack sleeve at the rate of the decreases from the Butterfly sleeve and had to rip out about a dozen rows.

Also on Wednesday, my four year old son asked me to make him a "red scarf." I was very excited to have a family member give a hoot about having anything handknit and told him I would. When he woke up on Thursday he demanded his scarf. I explained that I didn't have any red yarn and that all the stores were closed.

"I want my red scarf!"
"Honey, I will get some red yarn on Friday and start your scarf," I explained.
"This red yarn right here," he shouted from the kitchen. "Here, I'll show you."
He brought me over to the leftover yarn from Paula.
"This is purple," I told him.
"Make my scarf!"
"Okay..."

So I sat down to make his scarf. I decided on stockinette with a small seed stitch border and a keyhole so it could be short and not too much of a choking hazard. After about fifteen minutes he came back to see if I was done yet. I told him it may take a few days. He decided to "help" the whole process by screaming, "Mommy, make my scarf!" whenever I paused to rest, eat, go to the bathroom or prepare food (even for him). He also announced that he wanted a hat and coat to go with the scarf.

I always wanted my family to be more interested in my knitting. That will teach me.

Absurd Web Search of the Week

"kim possible naked"
Dude, she's a cartoon. A cartoon fifteen year old.

A Reason To Be Thankful

The pile driver is moving out.

Since I pulled out the camera I also grabbed pictures of the sleeves of Butterfly, which are nearly complete.



And a little detail from the Big Sack.



I have 12 inches of the body and one sleeve so far.

Ribby Cardi, The Knitalong

I have been given the blessing of Carole, who had expressed interest in hosting a knitalong, to go ahead and start a knitalong. So there you have it. I'll be hosting a knitalong for the Ribby Cardi. (Have you picked your color combo yet? Better hurry before it's all gone.) Please spread the word. And if anyone out there has a knack for snappy buttons, let me know.

I Was Not Exaggerating

The view from my front hall stairs.



My four year old took one too.




Kill me now, please.

Noise Pollution

I am going insane. Evil developers have torn down the lovely 100 year old house next door to mine to build bland, awful townhomes. If this isn't bad enough, we are now a week into the "pounding 12 foot long metal tubes into the ground" period. There is a massive machine (like a fork-lift with a 20 foot high jackhammer) that mercilessly pounds these pipes into the ground. They start promptly at 7 am each morning and this morning they were right outside my kitchen window. My teeth were rattling;my ears drums were throbbing;I wanted to kill someone. So I took my son out to lunch. I'm hoping I can bill the contractor for it.

I'm half-way to the armpits on the Big Sack (one sleeve is also done). I put the second sleeve to Butterfly in my purse and knocked off maybe a dozen rows this afternoon.

Fluted Finished

They're done. I'm so glad they're done. I don't hate the socks. I just didn't have fun knitting them. It felt like homework. But it's all over now.

Strangely, I don't feel the startitis setting in yet. Now that the socks are done my size 2 needles are free to finally make my Bohus cap I bought at camp. But with two big sweaters still on the needles I don't feel "free" yet. And the Floral Felted Tote is begging to be started soon. We'll see what happens.