FROM THE I’M NOT BELIEVING THIS FILE
You know the feeling you get when you’re working on a project and honestly, the instructions just don’t seem to make any sense, the shape of the project is odd and the whole thing is just …..you know, wrong? You know how it feels to just continue knitting according to the pattern, because sometimes you just have to trust that it’s going to be OK and everyone will live happily ever after? Well, yesterday, I’m flying high with the Quick Shawl Collared Shrug, bulldozing on because, like I just said, sometimes you have to trust the designer, no matter how wonky it seems. My inner knitter kept repeating, “this just doesn’t seem right and this doesn’t make any sense” until I finally (for the umpteenth time) read back over the pattern, somehow noticing, this time, the page order. Yep, you guessed it. I knit the entire thing without noticing the pages were out of order. Page 3 was entirely missed, never noticed it, except that, again, I thought the whole thing was just odd. Nope, operator error. So, I sucked it up, frogged the entire thing and restarted, with the pages in the correct order. Dang, the whole thing makes sense now! Did I mention that I’m now so paranoid that I’m now obsessively checking page numbers? Live and learn and remember to check page numbers.
No photos of this debacle, it’s too fresh. 😦
Over the last few months, I’ve been seeing a lot of posts about spinning and drooling over the beautiful yarn that’s produced. I watched a few YouTube videos and decided to give it a try. I went to Hobby Lobby and found a nice sized round wood thingy, a dowel and some cup hooks, brought it all home, had Mr. Iknead drill a hole in the wood thingy for the dowel and BAM, I have a drop spindle! I’d bought some roving a while ago with really no plans for it, I thought maybe about doing some felting, but nothing concrete. This was a good thing because I’m heavily into instant gratifications and always want to do things RIGHT NOW, if not sooner. Being the proud owner of a drop spindle AND roving, here is a photo of my very first attempt, I’m sure horrendously overspun and whatever else beginners tend to do, but I’m proud just the same.
First Ever Handspun!
I haven’t mentioned to Mr. Iknead (yet) that this is only the beginning of a new obsession, although I suspect he suspects and that my next acquisition may be a sheep, you know, for the wool and all. Besides, we love animals and it will keep the grass clipped, right? Oh, and the fertilizer! I almost forgot about the fertilizer!
I Made This, See My Initials??
Class starts again Monday morning and I’ll be so happy; I’ve really missed the studio and the friends made over the Spring Session. My head is full of ideas, can’t wait to get back into class and try them out! I love this stuff!
Kind words are short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless. Mother Teresa