Tuesday, February 21, 2006
What do we have here? Could it be, the beginnings of a sock?!
No. It is the beginnings of a mitten, a mitten that if all goes well, will have a bushy-tailed squirrel on it.
This is the beginnings of a sock.
I am nauseating. I am ill-fated.
Let us all gather 'round and revel in all its hideous, hideous glory.
The yarn is Regia Mini Ringel in color #666, get it, because it's so evil and nasty. I didn't have much of a choice though. I was determined to try to knit a sock, and I would only do it with Regia Mini Ringel or Regia Banner. But after scouring through three yarn stores, nothing! No one carries these Regias. It took a special trip to yarn store number 4 - Wild & Wooly - to scrounge up the yarn you see above. I mean I really had to dig deep for these trolls. The two skeins were the only left.
I was disappointed. They really didn't have a great selection of sock yarn. If you can't get it at W&W, which is stocked with two floors of yarn, then where I ask you? You all talk about Lorna's Laces and Koigu and whatever this and that and I could find nothing of the sort.
Anyway, I was going to make the best of it and chalk this up to a learning process. I too would like to experience the magic of TURNING THE HEEL.
But right off the bat the squirrels in my head start rotating the wheels too quickly. I decided I would use my own a pattern for the leg, and came up with this wavy pattern, which in theory would be nicely accentuated by the stripes. I thought I could make it more 3-D by adding a row of purls here and there.
After several pattern repeats I decided the wave pattern was unexciting and the purl rows were disgusting. Instead of ripping back, because that would require starting over, which is a horrible thing for me to consider, I switched gears midway and started Jaywalking. I didn't last long. Of course the peaks of this pattern did not match the peaks of mine, so the sock became distorted and now looks like a crushed Coke can.
About this time my hands started to burn. Isn't it funny, knitting with size 1 needles hurts about as badly as knitting with a size 15. At some point the sizes become too ridiculously big or small that it doesn't matter what size they are exactly. It just hurts.
In conclusion, I suck, I do not sock. Sad face. But I do want to learn, so I'll give it another go later.
I hope to fare better with the mittens.
SO. Speaking of the JAYWALKER socks...I was at a certain yarn store in Harvard Square on certain evening on a certain this past Thursday, looking for those certain yarn socks that I didn't find, and spied in the store a certain celebrity knit blogger roaming about.
We made very brief eye contact while walking past each other. In that millisecond, I recognized who she was, didn't know why, thought about it (college? work? neighbor? tv? internet? internet? INTERNET?), then realized who she was, then wasn't sure, then was sure, then went "Hee hee" because she had just left a comment in my last post not half an hour before, how funny is that? then went back to my own browsing.
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