People talk about "dysfunctional" families; I've never seen any other kind.--Sue Grafton
Today is going to be a down and dirty post because I have lunch with my mother at noon and coffee with the brother and sister at 3:30.
Mammy has bought the Knit Picks Fair Isle cardigan kit and is currently zooming through their Fair Isle vest. I'll be interested in seeing what they look like.
On Sunday, I managed to rid my loom of the sampler, finally. It's time to move on and make some towels or something.
A rather ratty looking effort--still, my selvedges were pretty even. I've found a nice, easy towel pattern in Interweave's Top Ten 4-Shaft Towels e-book.
This will involve doing a warp of 490 ends. And because I want to make four towels, not just two, I'll have to figure on about 5 yds. per end. That's a lot of fucking threads. I have the purple, lavender (see, Loop, I spelled it right!) and red 10/2 unmercerized cotton I bought at WEBS. That will do quite nicely. I'll warp with the purple and then weft with the other two, alternating the weft for each towel.
I rather imagine the first towel will be, um, something I keep rather than give to my mother and brother, who are asking for these.
Tomorrow will be warp-chain making. And Thursday I'll warp the loom. By God.
Booga Bag Boogers
So why did I end up with little white boogers on my Booga Bag? It felted quite nicely and as I thought, was done and felted in short order.
You can see the little white boogers on the bag and the handle. I felted the bag in a mesh zippered bag, along with three pairs of jeans and my Yankee sweatshirt. So what the fuck is this? I didn't see a stray Kleenex or anything else that might have caused this.
I picked most of them off anyway. And as you can see, I haven't yet inserted the other handle. But it's kinda cute, if not a bit small for my taste.
I need a suitcase and most of my bags are pretty much that. Big honkin' suitcases, sufficiently large enough to carry all my junk.
This was a good stoopid project that acted as comic relief while knitting the Melanie shawl.
Of course, neither Corinne nor Liz wants it. So I guess it just isn't cute or kewl enough. Perhaps if I'd done a Hello Kitty motif, Corinne might have liked it.
Write, Wrote, Written
Yesterday I spent all day writing. Between the book and working on the directions for the hoodie, I had scant time to do anything fibrous. And didn't feel like doing the blog after all of that.
But still, it amazes me that when I sit down at the keyboard, shit flows from my fingers like it never does from my mouth. I actually tend to be very quiet in person.
Everyone has their knitting crew, I hope. It's a necessary part of life.
And always a rare and handy bunch to have around, good times or bad.