Guess What I’m Making . . . Again

I can’t help it. The yarn’s already there. I . . . I . . . well, it’s a variation at least. I had originally wanted to use a leafy lace pattern, but I started the lace section at work and things got too busy for me to overlay one of the leaf patterns over the original capelet pattern, so I plugged in my tried and true herringbone lace instead.

I decided the herringbone would be better anyway because I can do it in my sleep and was supposed to have a date last night at Vatan. This means, of course, that I was considering knitting on a date, but I think it’s one of those things that has to be done as a test. After all, I knit all the time so it’s a little dishonest of me to trick men into thinking I don’t. Not that it matters what he may have thought, because with two hours to go, he canceled “due to sickness.”

Finished!

Here I am, so happy the capelet’s complete that I almost manage a smile . . .

Once I got the rhythm down this thing flew. I still need to weave in some yarn, but that’s not happening until I find my needle. I wish I’d bought more at Seaport Yarn yesterday because I’m afraid to go back in there today.

Annoyance Subsiding . . .

Ditching the markers was the best thing for me. I just . . . don’t know how to explain this:

Call Me Ishmael

In reality, you’d have to call me Captain Ahab because I’ve finally come across my knitting equivalent of Moby Dick.

I’ve never knitted anything besides scarves or legwarmers. But this tutorial was so easy to understand that yesterday I went right out to get some yarn to make this.

— Miscellaneous Craftster knitting newbie

The pattern is so delightfully easy, that it got kinda boring . . .

— Another satisfied Craftster

Ahem. So. I’ve done fair isle socks. I’ve conquered (and disliked intarsia). I knit lace for my second project. I don’t understand why people are afraid to try cables. My picked up stitches no longer look like they were done by a two-year-old and my seaming ceased to be sloppy years ago. I designed my first pattern during the Knitting Olympics (although I mainly lurked there and participated in spirit as I was blog-free during those days). I haven’t spent enough time with brioche. I haven’t yet attempted double knitting. But, I consider myself to be a somewhat competent knitter. Certainly competent enough to finish a pattern overwhelmingly described as easy by people who claim to have never knit more than scarves. Apparently . . .

Are “advanced” knitters who are incapable of completing “easy beginner” patterns expected to commit hara-kiri upon a size 40 needle? If so, where can I find one?

Sock Watch

Early Saturday morning, I finished sock number one. I had been knitting so furiously I was surprised my needles didn’t snap in two (one is so close that I had to pop into Seaport Yarn yesterday for a new set . . . I also left with stitch markers and one ball of yarn . . . I honestly needed two out of the three things I purchased there so not a bad trip). My smug pleasure at having banged out the sock turned quickly to horror when I realized I did not have the second ball of white Cascade Fixation I thought I did.