It’s out, it’s up and it’s finally done!

You may have seen that the new Knitty is up, but unless you have an obsession with tracking designers, you might not know, but…  my socks are in this issue!!  {squee}  It was so stressful – the submission, the waiting, the tech editing, taking photos with Liz – but now it feels like it was more than worth the strain and effort.

So, here’s introducing my Absinthe socks.  Like the blurb reads, I really do want to do a series of socks based off of Art Noveau artists.  And maybe a Renaissance series.  Wouldn’t that be awesome?  I’ve been considering a William Morris sock for awhile actually…

Anyway, here’s the “cover” photo:

Cover photo

And, one of my favorite pics that was, alas, not included:

Insteps

And, finally, the one with the faux Gothic arches from the First Presbyterian Church down the street from the store:

I’m so glad that’s done.   And, before I commit a major faux pas, let me please thank Bonnie for taking my portrait and Liz and Lindsay for being my models.

In other news, the store’s annual Spring Sale starts tomorrow and I am dreading the masses in a way hitherto unseen, mostly because I’ve agreed to teach three of the free mini-workshops on Saturday.  Since I know how to knit Continental and Brioche (in two ways), it didn’t seem like too big of a deal to fill in for our very ill Fearless Leader.  But, ah, the Chinese Knots class is not coming along as well as one might like.  Eeep.

And, OMG, my handspinning classes start next week and I am so not prepared.  Seriously.  Do I have flax and cotton ready for my students?  No.  Beads?  Nope.  And don’t even ask about the final class at a local farm.  Oy.  I bet you can guess what I’ll be doing on Monday (my rearranged day off).

Pray for us, it’s going to be a looong weekend.

(P.S. am working on Jared’s Porom hat and loving it; am nearly done with Karen’s socks and think I might have an idea for the Sock Club’s sock!  Life is always good when there’s knitting.)

chipmump cheeks

I present, for your amusement and my own humility, a picture of my chipmump cheeks (a chipmunk with mumps)…

Wow, could I look any more ridiculous?

Good news? I am finally able to eat hot/ real foods again. I just managed some mini mozzarella balls (bless Mum and her funky grocery lists). Mum’s even promised me lentil soup… I never thought I’d say it, but at the moment I never, ever, want to see (much less eat) ice cream again.

Other, knitting, news. 4 rows on the pair of Jaywalkers done. I’ve also swatched for the official wraplan pattern. And drawn up schematics (much appreciation for that term of mechanical drawing in high school). Since Emmos has offered to test the pattern for me, I’m waiting for her response to get to pattern writing.

The blog’s sidebars have been updated (long overdue). I got rid of the WIP list, because (let’s be honest) I’m bad at updating it and tons of smaller projects never made their way onto it. And, since the single FO list was becoming unmanageable, I went to the yearly FO lists that are so (understandably) popular across the blogosphere..

And, I think I’m going to sit and watch Dad and Emm roll up the carpets now (the area rugs are going up North tomorrow, I think). I’m a bit nauseous from the antibiotics and lovely opiates, and the puter isn’t making it better.

But, I think that’s everything.

Oh, and I LOVE this Shibui bag. Seriously. It deserves a post of it’s own.

good news

“Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings.”
Jane Austen

One of my favourite quotes of all time. Let’s see, today:

  • St M came over to try and comb out a fleece she accidentally felted. Progress was made.
  • I got the majority of my Hogwarts Houses Swap project-work done. All that remains is some handwork.
  • St M, Emm, and I watched 7 episodes of FMA. Hagane no anyone?
  • I bought the Celtic Cap pattern by the girl from auntie. I am making plans for the silk/alpaca yarn (again) varandra sent me. And quite possibly that merino/silk yarn I spun several months ago.
  • I cast on a sock during Rome with the remaining silk I painted and spun forever ago. 7.5 sts/ inch (well, 8, but it’s nice and stretchy) on 3.25 mm DPNs.

At our tete-a-tete tonight, I snapped a shot of St M in her new panta for her to send to her Winter Handspun Swap partner:


St M did me the courtesy of taking a picture of me, but there’s no way in h3ll I’d ever ever show it in public. I looked like death warmed over. Apparently I’m not as healthy as I thought. Or I dreadfully need to start wearing cosmetics all the time.

On the health vein, I am feeling much better. I haven’t been coughing as much and my joints don’t ache any more (I hate viruses for that). Other feminine concerns are done with (for another 28 days anyway) and the depression is in hand. Seriously. Today was very important for my depression treatment progress. It was the second day that I haven’t had to take a nap during the afternoon.

I can’t even express how happy that makes me. It’s been so frustrating how much I slept (I couldn’t function on less than 12 hours a day two weeks ago) off of the Strattera.

So, yes, quite a lot of good news to report. Thank goodness. The blog was so dour for a while there.