So, it’s been far too long since I posted. I really should try to make a habit out of blogging about my knitting, since it does seem to consume my life. Even during final exams. I had to hide my knitting in my wardrobe so it wouldn’t drive me to distraction. Now that, my friends, is something sad … at least in the interests of graduating from college.
And what, may you ask, was I knitting that was so gosh-darn distracting? I will tell you what: my very first sock! I bit the bullet and ordered 10 balls of variegated, teal sock yarn off eBay, and it’s absolutely gorgeous. I consulted Chelle to ask her opinion on the matter, and this led me to Jaywalker, which is a simple pattern for a beginner (namely, me!). Even if they are on US 1’s! I think I nearly passed out at the thought of working on needles that small, but I have survived to blog this, so I think I’ll be all right. Anyway, as of now, I have almost finished my first Jaywalker. I would actually be done by now, but I seem to have forgotten my darning needles in San Diego, and I am too cheap to buy another one while I am up in San Francisco. Thus, my Jaywalker I sits on two US 1’s, just itching to be kitchener’d.
So, Chelle was also right in thinking I’d get addicted to socks. I went out to my LYS today (the staff were super-helpful), and I bought 3 skeins of Louet Gems Pearl in Fern, wound them up into balls, purchased along with some DPNs and went along my merry way. There was a bit of a detour while I was winding, though, as my aunt found herself wanting a v-neck sweater. So, while I wound, she picked out a pattern. It looks promising, and the next time I’m in town (likely this summer), we’ll head out to the LYS again and pick out yarn for her sweater. Or maybe we’ll just scour the internet because I can’t drive. I really haven’t thought it out that far yet. 😀
Oh … that Louet will hopefully be turned into a pair of Hedera. This really is the time I wish school was over. And I’ll fix my pictures, and blog more, and perhaps all will be well with the world. Except gas prices. I don’t drive, and I still look at them and shudder.