I have often wished that I was more stable. BB has someone that works for him who crochets. She crochets baby blankets and never considers being seduced away from her current project by the allure of something new. I would bet that she never has food obsessions either. When we first moved to Ithaca, I discovered the wonders of Pad See Ew. I would have eaten it every day. Every day. Because I don’t live alone, I had to settle for weekly fixes. I lasted a couple of months, and then I moved on.
I thinks why my friends and family were so shocked by my marriage. And that we are still together. It’s truly out of character for me.
So, I got this yarn when I was last at Knitting Etc. When I was unpacking the knitting books, I found Ellen Christensen’s V-Necked Rib Warmer pattern. I think it’s a little less clunky than the original Zimmerman rib warmer. The yarn is Miss Priss in the Julia Child colorway. My camera does not do justice to the warmth of the browns in this yarn. I hadn’t meant to start this- I knew that I had lots of knitting time ahead, and projects to finish. Hah! The moment I saw those little pillows of happiness, I was doomed. I told myself I would just knit a gauge swatch.
What have I abandoned? Well, I tried to abandon BB’s mittens and hat. He whined so continuously that I finished his mittens. I would photo them, but he hasn’t taken them off. The yarn is Morehouse 3-ply- I was knitting mittens for my grandmother and BB would pet them, murmuring “soft,soft..”. I am still pretending to work on the hat.
And, Laura’s mittens. I will go back to these next. They are from Terri Shea’s fabulous book , Selbuvotter: Biography of a Knitting Tradition. I took these to doctor’s appointment, so that I would have something to do other than sitting there feeling stupid in my paper gown, waiting. The whole office staff trooped into see them (and me, sitting there in my paper gown).
This is Annemor# 13.The yarn is Sheldridge Farms Ultra-Soft in pink and grey. I have a little stash of this yarn, perfect for scrumptious mitten.
What’s next? Who knows? I need to get back to my fair isle. But I start working full-time on the 28th, and woe is me, it’s another driving commute. (I’ll be Quality Systems Manager for a local hospital in a town with a Sheep and Wool Festival).