La la la lace

I know, I know. Not lace. Those are socks for a nephew.




Now here's some lace:

The flit and float scarf, nearing completion. Well, about 2/3 done, anyway. Yeah. You can't really see it at all. It's based on stockinette stitch, so it's curling in on itself, but when I block it, everything will be wonderful, right?

Hey! What's that next to the flitandfloat?

That's a fair isle sock, baby, in a Scandinavian motif with a Latvian braid. I can do Latvian braids now. That means I can do Latvian mittens if I want. *cackles*

And the piece de resistance (I wish I knew how to make diacritical marks. That just looks wrong without them.):

The Kimono shawl is about 3/4 done. I am very proud of it, so far. When it's done and blocked, I'll have to show you the lace up close. Maybe The Man can be persuaded to model it.

The Undertoe socks for my SIL are also nearly done, and I've started some plain brown socks that I think are for my other nephew, but we'll have to see if I have enough yarn for a pair first, and I won't know until I've finished one whether I have enough for two. The brown yarn was yoogly in the skein, but it's knitting up very nicely. Plus, it's soft.

I hate the Ziggy socks. They suck. But I'll finish them or die trying, or my name isn't Dirtbunny and I don't spend zillions of dollars a year on therapy.

Running out of Pam Yarn

It's true. I am nearly finished will all of the Pam yarn. I had a fair amount of the Colinette Giotto in "Florentina" left over from the Giotto sweater, which I sent here (they need some money, so send them some), and so I made a scarf, which I also sent there, and I still had some left over. It occurred to me that I was giving away all of the Pam yarn and keeping nothing for myself, so I decided to make a simple garter stitch scarf with the last of the Giotto, and keep it for me. And here it is:







Nothing special there about the knitting; this one was about the yarn.





And Pam had started a baby blanket for Poppy, and I finished it after she died so Poppy would have it, and I had . . . . . .a lot of left over yarn. So I made another baby blanket. I finished too late to send it here, so I have put it aside for now. Another opportunity is bound to come up at some point. Badly photographed, but here it is:




That would be a delicate, pale yellow in there, not that you can tell. This I did from a chenille yarn in a traditional fan and feather pattern. I think I chose wisely. The texture of the yarn did not at all obscure the pattern, and the stripes set off the waviness of the pattern very nicely.





Now I have three balls of a beautiful fingering weight merino in red (colorway name is "honk." HONK! Isn't that great? That Pam....) left from the Pam yarn. I have had some angst over this





Angst? No..... Really? *snicker*








SHUT UP! I had some angst over this yarn because I had an idea and I couldn't figure out how to execute it. But now I have an executable plan and am almost ready to move forward.






And...... here are the Ziggy socks:

Umm, yeah. So the pattern said I could divide the ball of yarn in half and knit both parts of the zigzag from the same yarn if I started at different colors in the dye pattern. That did not work. There was not enough contrast to show off the zigzag. I needed another colorway, and how. So I went to my favorite website for discounted and discontinued yarn, and I looked to see if they had any Noro Kuryeon Sock. And they did. Now, if you didn't know, Noro does not name its colors. Noro gives its colors very unhelpful numbers. And the color combinations are odd (in the best possible way) so it can be really difficult to picture how anything made from Noro is going to turn out. And since it as going to be so hard to visualize the end result, guess what?

chicken butt

*sigh* *ignores* Guess which color I chose? I chose the one that said "image not available." I ordered yarn in a color sight unseen. How's that for the opposite of compulsive? *beams with pride* And it is turning out just fine. And Champions League Group Stage has started, so lots of awesome knitting time coming up.

Breaking News

The May sock club socks are finished:


I've been calling them the July socks, but I was confused because I worked them out of order cuz I wanted to challenge my rigid, compulsive belief that sock club socks must be worked in order. Nothing bad happened. Imagine that! Anyway, they are not July socks; they are May socks, and they are done.




I was a little worried that I was going to run out of yarn, but I didn't. (Whew!)

This means that, for the first time in the history of Dirtbunny's sock club membership, she has finished her sock club socks before the next one arrives (in about three weeks or so). Strange, but I don't feel any different. It must be all that yarn I bought this week.

Bunny is Forced to Clean Up Her Mess

This was the dining room table on Monday, after the weekend yarncrawl but before the new yarn came in the mail. My plan was to leave it like this until I knitted my way through it, and see how long that would take. Well NOW WE'LL NEVER KNOW because Mister MeaniepantsThe Man told me I had to clean it up so he could use the table for work. Snort! This is how it has always been. Dirtbunny spreads her wings and decides to live a little and the cruel cruel world gives her a smack upside the head [Southern pronunciation: Upsahd duh hay-ud] I am stifled and oppressed when all I want is the freedom to be myself. *sniffle*


So, I am not happy about this. Here's the stupid Giotto sweater, post-repairs. It turned out OK considering it was made by an imprisoned soul.

And here is the mohair cowl. It's fuzzy and kinda weird. But the mohair is gone.

And this is the only person who will ever understand Dirtbunny.

And this is a SIL Undertoe sock before I had to rip it out because I fucked it up by not doing the heel ribbing. You can't really expect someone whose spirit lives in a cage to do any better, can you?

And this is the flit and float butterfly scarf. Butterflies are free to fly away, but Dirtbunny will always be crammed into her little suburban careerwoman (Ha!) bullshit mold, suppressing herself so as not to disturb the sensibilities of others.

And here is the Giotto scarf, posed on top of the purple scarf thingy. It was supposed to use up all the Giotto yarn, but guess what?

I FAILED

*sigh*

Oops! I think I hear the warden coming. Better hide my spoon so he doesn't know I'm trying to dig out. Gotta go.