archives: crafts

frogging without fear

So I was right! I read about it on the Knitty boards, where someone provided the link to the Knitty issue of Techniques with Theresa that explained this awesome, awesome technique.

It was time consuming to put the stitches on the needle, but I used a needle one size smaller and that definitely helped. I was worried about splitting the stitches, but all told, when I pulled it out, only a few were split and it didn’t affect anything.

I hooked the yarn up to my ball winder and just turned and turned and turned it and when it got to the designated row, it stopped! And then I just started knitting! No frustrations, no risk of dropping a stitch. Yay for the online knitting community.

perfectionist? me??

My yoga teacher and I have a running joke about my perfectionism. She finds it laughably funny, but at the same time, I think she respects my innate need to get it “right.” This in contrast to my friend TL, who will just throw herself into the pose. Ellen will say to her, “You are compensating for precision with flexibility,” but she will say to me, “Let your hip be out of alignment. Go ahead. Try it.” It’s helping me explore the poses from new angles, but it goes against everything I think I should be doing.

bad minty

Is it bad that I skipped yoga today so that I could knit? My boyfriend is out of town from now through the weekend, and I’ll be having multiple visitors, thus not as much alone time to knit as I might like. So I came straight home from work, and plan to knit all night!

close enough!

I did a proper gauge swatch for my Union Sq Mkt Pullover, and I’m pretty close. Using Addi Turbos size 3, I get 27 sts to 4 inches if I spread the stitches out by the smallest amount. The row gauge is off in that I get fewer rows to 4 inches, so my pullover risks being too long. But it shouldn’t be a problem to keep an eye on that (that is, for any straight work, I could go by measurement and not by row count, but it’s close enough that I can leave shaping the same and not worry).

compliments are a funny thing

I got to work yesterday and no one said anything about the Tivoli. This, in some strange way, was the biggest compliment I could get. When someone asked me what I’d done over the weekend, I told the story of the party we went to, and then said, “and I finished this.” Then I got a “you made that?” and that, too, was a high compliment.