Moving

Not much knitting done lately since I have moved. I didn't go far, though, just down two stories. It was all done in the matter of two to three hours and my uncle, aunt, and three cousins pitched in.

I'm amazed at how strong I am because only my legs are vaguely sore from all the travelling up and down stairs. My arms don't bother me at all! And I was moving heavy things (though I didn't bother carrying anything too heavy, I refuse to go through another two weeks of torment, unable to even roll in bed for fear of my shoulders screaming out in pain).

However, here are a few notes of progress:
I finished and seamed the hood to Rogue.
I am about two inches from working the toe on the second sock of Cut Your Teeth.
I had to frog the first sock of Cut Your Teeth because I made the cuff too short...this isn't necessarily progress, but it is in its own way. It will be longer, stronger!, Shinier! Er, sorry, getting carried away.

Now I just want an opinion. Which would be preferrable for the Rogue:
Zipper or buttons? And by buttons, they would be something like frog clasps on the inside so that the seams would still match up.

Pros and cons of each would be appreciate. And your ultimate opinion.

Remember to smile today!

Postscript: I did find my skein of Knitpicks sock yarn in Zinnia that was hiding my #2 DPNs. It was in one of those sterilite containers that hold my stash. Now THERE was a forehead slapper, oy. *laugh*

nothing but blue skies

Today I play along with a contest and contribute Sandy's sky contest. Utah's got some great skies but my favorite is always and ever will be clouds.



Taken on one of my morning walks. Joy!

*facepalm*

I'm a moron in that I never did reveal the mysterious mysteries of my secret pal.

It's Knitting Sunshine! Just a brief glance at her blog will show you how incredibly talented she is. Her stitch markers are a wonder (yep, I'm still using mine, don't know if you saw them or not on my Mistake post...btw, I'll leave it and do some manipulation with a tapestry needle or sumfin.), she has yarn for the selling (*so tempted*) and is gorgeous to boot.

Thanks so much, you've been a total awesome Secret Pal!

P.S. Borders ditched all their lovely chai in favor of a new franchise known as Seattle's Best. I don't know about you, Seattle, but Oregon Chai is mud next to Border's DeCaff Chai. I'm in love with that stuff (yes, decaf...you can't knit and twitch at the same time, it don't work). And now it's gone. *weep* I hate you Borders.

Not for the weak of stomach.

I hope those of you who are not easily sickened for what I am about to show you makes *me* queasy. ME! Nurse Kit who has dealt with pee, poop, pus, tunneling wounds and nursing professors! This stomach's made out of iron, but this makes me quaver.

Want to know what it is?

This.


See it? No, not the Lippincott Nursing Bible. Here, perhaps this will help.



It's painful, my friends. So painful. Look at all that work...and now a miscrossed cable. It's enough to make me weep.

You know what? I bet if I don't point it out, non-knitters and non Ren Fest celtic nuts won't see it.

...

Yeah, I'm seriously screwed. *sob*

fifteen minutes

I do believe my Cut Your Teeth socks are special. They have introduced me to cute guys and cool guys. People from Kansas/Missouri. And today, they've had their 15 minutes of fame.



The CBS Early Morning Show had one of their people over at the Vermillion Skies cafe where I attended. Everyone was bleary eyed and though we were promised that they would come at 5:00am, the blonde chick didn't come till quarter to 6. I got my knitting out and though I'm very camera shy, right at the end of the show, she insisted on showing my knitting.

The sock was very thrilled and was eager to show off its intricate cuff and ribbed bits. Its mate was knit on twos that I have since misplaced, along with the skein of Knitpicks Zinnia yarn they were hiding in. Bother that, I suppose the 1s that SP sent me are preferrable anyways. The needles strike fear into the hearts of men...or at least, I pretend that they do. Well, I suppose only insomniacs and medical staffing are up early enough anyways and only the insomniacs will be watching. Thank goodness, I'm still not thin. And cameras always put on extra weith, y'know?

But I had an awesome time. John (the 'cool guy' of the above link) was making faces the entire time, which I found most amusing. I think I like him. He amuses me. He's the "bouncer" of the cafe and I kept challenging him. "You steppin? Huh? You wanna mess wit' dis?" and I wave my size 1 needles at him. He takes it all in stride (he does not fear the needles, tch).

Here's hoping the socks make a good segue into the whole knitting club I'd like to get started again at the cafe. I want to hold it more towards the afternoon (say 4pm-ish?). I'm trying not to have it too late, because that's when the crowds come in and Christin, my dear friend and owner, likes to knit but has a priority when it comes to customers.

I'll continue to think about it.


As for Emerson, he just wishes I was knitting up sausages for him to eat. Pikachu was unavailable for questioning.