Friday, February 27, 2009

No time

I haven't had a lot of time to indulge my knitting urges lately. I've been able to knock off a few rounds on a sock before going to sleep, but I haven't really sat anywhere for a good solid chunk of time - like, say, an hour or more - and been able to just knit. Work's been keeping me pretty busy, and I suspect it will continue like this for the next month, possibly the next two months, and I fully believe that work should take precedence over knitting - after all, I'm paid to work, but I'm not paid to knit! Still, this decline in time spent playing with yarn and sticks is starting to make me a bit sad.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Lost and found

In January, I lost one of my beloved Lantern Moon rosewood Sox Stix. It fell out of my handbag, and I thought it was gone forever.

Today, my brother found it on the floor of my office!

I now have a complete set again, which makes me happier than it should.

I am carefully choosing not to dwell on the fact that I have already ordered, paid for, and received a replacement set of ebony Sox Stix - I actually felt I should play it safe and bought two sets, because when I lost that rosewood one my sock knitting was forced to a complete standstill by the needle shortage. I am also carefully avoiding the fact that the reappearance of this needle doesn't exactly lead to a glowing review of the cleaning staff at the college I work at. It remained undisturbed on the floor for over a month! Oh, but I wasn't going to think about that.

I now have an empty set of sock needles. It would be bad for me to cast on a new sock and therefore have three different socks in progress, wouldn't it?

Thursday, February 19, 2009

That wailing sound

You may have heard it this morning. It was me, when I reached into my bag to pull out a sock while I waited 10 minutes for a participant to show, and withdrew this:

I couldn't believe it. These were Lantern Moon ebony Sox Stix, and I've had them for maybe one month. One month. Argh!

I've tried to Krazy Glue the needle back together - not sure yet how successful that will be.

My poor needle!

Friday, February 13, 2009


I know, I know. The last thing the Internet needs is another knitting blog.

Too bad. Here I am.

I have another blog, but for reasons that I don't want to get into here, I can't post any knitterly thoughts on that one, and that's starting to irk me, so here we are.

I learned to knit when I was 7 or 8 - my mum taught me. I asked her to - she knit a lot back then, and I was enchanted by how she could take a length of yarn, wave some needles around, and like magic fabric was created. So she taught me the basics - knit, purl, bind off. Notice that she didn't teach me how to cast on. This was likely a calculated move on her part - I couldn't just nip a ball of yarn out of her stash and start making something out of it. Not only did this likely save her from running into that frustrating wall when one discovers that one has, say, a sweater that is missing a sleeve because suddenly there is no more yarn, but it also prevented me from creating piles of just-started scraps of fabric. I didn't have the attention span for real knitting back then - couldn't even have finished a garter stitch washcloth, I bet. I lost interest in the craft entirely pretty quickly.

Fast forward to me in grad school, meeting people in my own age group who knit as a way to procrastinate decompress from the rigours of academia while still being productive. A spark of appeal. In January 2006, I asked my mum to show me how to cast on, and she happily obliged. I went out and bought some yarn - some Bernat baby cotton stuff - and knit myself a scarf, making a basketweave pattern by alternating sections of knit and purl stitches, and I just cast on until I thought it was wide enough and then knit until I thought it was long enough. By the time the scarf was done, about a month later, I was hooked.

The scarf was followed by two baby blankets, a stockinette lap blanket, and the beginnings of a large stockinette blanket that was actually just completed in 2008. By late 2006, though, I was getting pretty bored of knitting rectangles.

So I started in with the socks.

Now, in 2009, I've just finished my first skirt (piccies coming soon) and I will be starting my first sweater. I still think of myself as a beginning knitter, but a moderately competent one.

Oh, and for anyone wondering? I'm still a grad student, though that must come to an end this year. I must produce my thesis. It will be oh so good to be done with that phase of my life, but in the meantime, the pressure is crushing me a wee bit.

So I knit.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

More testing

Stretching my legs, figuring out what's what.

Something old, something new

Actual content coming soon - when I'm not drowning in other obligations.