One little thing; I love my husband. I know, I know but it happens (I sure it's true because I've seen it on TV) So, #152 that I love him: DH asked me (and by ask I mean I mentioned it and he didn't say no) to knit him a hunting hat (sniff, I still get misty thinking about it) and since I just happened to have three skeins of 100% pure acrylic, hunter-safety-orange, worsted weight yarn (because the devil Wal-mart had it on sale for a buck fifty...bstrds) I knit him up a hat for the trip :) And since I'm so proud of how cool that is I of course, told my Mommy...so she said: "I hope you pointed out to Craig that all his thoughts about your buying yarn in advance should suddenly take on a whole new meaning because when he asks you for something knitted in a specific color, weight, etc. you are able to fulfill his request in the blink of an eye! Most men would have had to wait till Wal-mart opened (then, tragically W-M would be out of that color) and have to wait for their spouse (however loving) to agonize over the pattern and then knit it (being a little rusty from not knitting) but YOU could say "Why sure hun, here you go!" en viola, a hunting cap appears from the ends of your knitting needles! Does he know how lucky he is?" *sigh* Thanks, Mom.
The final bit worth mentioning is that for all the yapping that I do about how much I love knitting, it really can be a useful thing. Never mind that if you're ever lost on a deserted island I would be your ticket to clothing, fish nets (no, not stockings dorko, nets...for fishing!) and bedding (never underestimate how important that is), or that knitting is as relaxing as yoga (tell that to someone who notices that they've dropped a frickin' stitch 18 rows back) but also, if you have trouble with any minions of destruction (squirrels, other vermin and/or an insect invasion) your local neighborhood fiber wrangler can help. As you may or may not know, I worship the Yarn Harlot. She was knitting royalty before there was such a thing and I read her blog even on the days I know she doesn't post :) Although to date I have never been "first" to post on an entry (being first is a mark of loyalty to be sure) because I'm on the west coast...I know she knows I love her...but seriously :) She has had some... (stealing, thieving) trouble...with some...(dirty rat bstrd) squirrels. This installment ended up being very helpful since my mom was having trouble with grasshoppers eating her seedlings (go all the way to the bottom of the entry). However, it was this installment that had me shooting coffee out my nose. Oh, and I finished something...
It's Elizabeth Zimmerman's EZ surprise jacket (yes, I'm aware I'm the last one to knit one of these). It's a surprise because it starts out like this...
Then it looks like this...
Then you do some origami and (wait, you know it's coming) SURPRISE, it's a jacket!!
If you know knitting, you'll may notice that I bunged it up a little, but I did do this without a cheat sheet...I'm weird that way. Of course, I had the cheat sheet ready to "grade" my notes (too many years of teaching) to see how close I came...I got a B...Sorry for the crappy pictures, this yarn sucked... badly. So much so that it pulled the light from the room to the degree that even with the flash and the fifty hundred maxa pixies, the camera did a poor job of capturing the sweater. The yarn, it was, very splitty...yes, it's a word...and when you're working on tee-niney little needles with tee-niney little thread THAT THEN SPLITS INTO LITTLE INFINITESIMAL SHREDS WHEN YOU'RE TRYING TO KNIT THROUGH THE BACK LOOP OF A YARN-OVER... I'm OK, really...it's just really a good thing that it makes such a soft and drapey fabric and is in colors to die for, otherwise...there would be hell to pay since I would be motivated for the first time in my natural life to RETURN...YARN!!
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