Thanks, no really, I mean it.

Okay, so it seems that I have not missed the knittig and books thing.


I can breath, thanks to knitmongrel.

So, really what have I done in the last few weeks, knit-wise.

Finished the sweater for Izzy.

Little, pink, fuzzy, and very, very, very, late.

I'm going to ask her daddy for a picture in it, because even though she wore the thing non-stop last weekend I have not one decent photo.

Finished Sweater for Dr. Al.
He hasn't let me block it. It's finally finished. It was about the 2nd thing I'd ever started, and it was in a bag, mellowing. I finially seamed it together, and then worked the sleeves in the round.

I'm now working on the lace leaf pull over from Teva Durham's book, and I've finished both sleeves.

Thing is, I found out when I worked on Izzy's sweater, that I suck ass at seaming. That, and I can't find a good pictured of how to do the fucking mattress stitch. Thank god Izzy's five, because otherwise, she'd simply turn her nose up at the mess that was her sleeve seams. Knitting for children is good.

Not even Domaknitrix, who has some of the best photo tutorials out there, gives me a good picture.
I know that it's supposed to be easy, and intuitive. That's just not me.

I'm now obsessed with Norwegian knitting and colorwork. Just the thing that when I started knitting, I wrinkled up my nose at, and thought, "Ew, just not for me, ever".

Well, now that I'm haunting Amazon for a copy of "Poems in Color" as history of Bohus-style knitting, I think we all know who's laughing last, and loudest.

Hint:

It's not me.

Ack. Just Ack.

When did I get so busy that I need a datebook? I seriously can't remember where I'm supposed to be and when.

That, and my emails that I save, with important info in them, just dissapear.

Knitdds, Knitmongrel, did I miss the knitting book club? Am I a crackhead?


Yes. Simply Yes.

That said, the documentary that I'm filming is going...ok. Just ok. Tech stuff has come up, but, frankly, I think I can get the help I need.

Talking for a living. That's going ok.

Wine buying. Sure. It's not shoveling shit, so I'm pretty happy with it.

Not being able to go to the Pogues on March 5 because I'm hosting a wine dinner? Sucks.


I'm picking up a couple of waitressing shifts as well, 'cause cash money is good.


Oh, and there will be a non-smoking, yet booze related knit night
on March 19th, Monday at Bin wine Cafe.

Peace out