Aug 23, 2011

Weaving - First Blood

I have the best husband in the world. I know, I know, everyone says that, but I'm telling you, it's true. Proof: he got me a loom for our first anniversary! I have wanted one to try my hand at weaving for quite some time; you can only look at the beautiful woven shawls being shown off on Ravelry for so long before you reach the point where you cannot live without a loom of your very own. What I love is that he even said "I know that this is de facto enabling you [to buy more yarn, which you really don't need], but I knew you'd love it." Did you catch that? HE ADMITTED TO ENABLING ME!!! That means I have permission (not that I need it) and encouragement to go buy a shit ton of yarn, right? Well, that's how I'm reading it anyway. Wheeeeeeeeee!

So of course, I had to play with the new toy right away! My excitement led to a complete disaster:

Yup. That would be the remains of a failed attempt at warping. Lesson learned: take the time to read the fucking directions thoroughly. Second attempt still wasn't perfect, but good enough. The beginning of the scarf looks like shit (along the edges mostly), but that's part of learning a new craft right? I mean, how many shitty garter stitch scarves, rife with dropped stitches and other such mistakes, did I, gleaming with pride, present my mother with? I call shenanigans on any knitter who claims not to have done the same when learning to knit. ANYWAY, second attempt:

See? Way better. I am loving the color combination - Malabrigo Merino Worsted (the softest, cushiest yarn there ever was) in Whales Road and Polar Morn. I wish I could be all "blah blah weft blah blah draft blah blah warp blah blah measurements," but 1. I don't know what half that shit means and 2. measurements? are you fucking kidding me? I'm just happy I got the fucking yarn on there right, what do I care about measurements? It's a scarf. It's scarf length and scarf width. Maybe I'll measure it when I'm done.

Other works in progress - the Farmer McGregor socks are coming along nicely. I made it past the heel and have decreased the gusset, so now I only have a few miles of foot left to go.

Isn't it awesome? It's been a while since I was so excited about socks that cause hand cramping every other row. The project bag is by Bad Amy Knits - super cute, right? I wish my project bags always matched the project...

Another sock, this time a plain stockinette sock in 716Knit's DK weight self-striping yarn (etsy shop). This is a sample base, and I have to say I love it. I love her yarn regardless, I mean it's self-striping and the colorway names are all Buffy the Vampire Slayer quotes - it's like they were made for me! This one is called "My Eyes are Hazel, Helen Keller." If you're wondering, the quote is from the first season episode "Out of Mind, Out of Sight." If you have no idea what I'm talking about, go watch the show NOW. Fair warning, if you tell me you couldn't get into it or something, be prepared for me to tell you to fuck off. The sock:

I'm using size 4 (3.5mm) chiagoos, magic looped. After a little research and no swatching, I decided to cast on 56 stitches, and it seems to be working out ok. Next time I'll probably go with 54.

In other news, as I was typing this, I felt my cat, Gumbo, under the couch, attacking my butt, which she tends to do sometimes. She got so into it and in such a frenzy that she managed to shake the whole damn couch! I was mildly impressed. Then I learned it was actually an earthquake.

Aug 21, 2011

Finished Socks - The Final Frontier

One of the reasons it takes me over a month to knit a pair of socks is that I spend too much time dicking around on the internet. I actually started this blog in the hopes that it will help with my motivation to finish, the lacking of which I suspect to be the cause of my being easily distracted by shiny things (aka ravelry). Don't worry, even I recognize that this is insane troll logic - just humor me, my non-existent readers.

So I feel it is only appropriate to start off this wacky adventure I call a blog with a finished object! Socks!

I made these for an astronomy/space themed swap. As always, it was refreshing to knit socks for someone who doesn't have hobbit feet, like myself. They are totally basic vanilla (aka stockinette) socks, knit for a size US 9.5. I used size US2 chiagoo needles (LOVE), cast on 64 and did a slipped-stitch heel. The yarn is Light Brown Hare's arctic hare base in the nebula colorway (hey look! space!). The colors are fucking gorgeous - really evoking images of all of those amazing nebula photos you see on NASA's astronomy pic of the day. Plus, it's a sparkly base, so even more spacey! The yarn really knits up beautifully - no icky pooling in sight, see:

The photos do not do the colorway justice, but you get the picture.

In other news, as mentioned in my opening post, I dropped a fucking stitch today. Normally, this isn't much of an issue, but I'm knitting socktopus's Farmer McGregor Socks, where every other row has traveling twisted stitches. I had to tink back six rows, which happened to be basically all that I had accomplished today. I know it doesn't sound like much, but the nature of the pattern means it takes me a fucking year to finish a damn row. Anyway, here's a pic. I am further along than this, but not really by much.

The yarn is Wollmeise Sockenwolle 80/20 Twin in Johannisbeer und Brennessel, and it is so lush. Wollmeise is my absolute favorite sock yarn, mostly for the colors - rich, vibrant, and deep. This colorway (and its name) makes me think about eating a giant bowl of red currants in a field of stinging nettles. Stunning. I hope to finish these socks by the end of the wollmeiseholics (ravelyr group) Wollmeise Withdrawal Madness Month KAL - meaning I have until the end of September. I'm screwed.

Yet another knitting blog

Ok, I guess if you're not super-involved in knitting and/or ravelry, you don't know that every knitter and her circular-needle case has a blog where he/she displays her beautiful (or not) project photos and bitches about dropped stitches. Some are amusing, some are insightful, many are inspiring and some are just self-involved prattle.

This will be the latter.

Oh, and I dropped a fucking stitch today. It sucked.