I was oh so tempted to start another something last night. I had to lie down after dinner and had nothing by my bed to knit on but a sock in a boring color and a monotonous scarf. I remained strong, knocked off a few inches of the scarf before I knocked off, and boy howdy am I glad. DD#2 went to the mall with me today as I am fashion challenged and needed help buying shoes. We stopped off at Hobby Lobby (where I always look for yarn but never buy any- well, almost never) first to get a picture frame with my 40% off coupon. Just so happened that picture frames were 50% off so I used my coupon to buy a piece of fabric for a fall skirt. On to the mall. They didn’t have the tennies I wanted in my size, so I bought (like I had to buy a pair) shoes to go with the skirt I’m going to make. Notice how the fabric matches our living room rug? I color coordinate with my house.
And then (here comes the knitting part) I ducked into B Dalton’s to check the knitting mags as I let all my subscription go but still need a pattern fix now and then. The only one they carry (yeah, small store, small mall, small town) is Interweave Knits which is fine with me but the mag is sealed in plastic so I can’t open it and peruse. When I get home with my new frame and fabric and shoes, I get on the Interweave site and browse through the pattern pictures and decide I have to have the magazine because a couple would make nice sweaters to go with the new skirt. As gas prices keep going up and up and we all know the greenhouse effect is what’s causing the horrendously hot summer we’re having, I decide not to drive back to the mall and subscribe to the magazine instead, thus saving gas and cutting down on pollution. Tomorrow should be cooler by my act of self-sacrifice, and I can’t wait to get the magazine.
In the mean time, I will plod away on three of the projects I have going with hopes that at least one will be finished before I have to start my new sweater to go with my new skirt and my new shoes. So… I have taken Soleil upstairs as the thinking part is finished for bedside knitting. Little B’s pink sweater will go in the living room where I still have to look at the naked unfinished rocker, and the ribbon tank stays in the den with the baby booties and hats where I do the most knitting. Dividing accomplished, conquering yet to come.
Guess where my camera was? In my bedroom. Put there by DD#2 who hasn't been home. Wrapped in a shirt that I was supposed to know to unwrap. Like I pick up on a regular basis. Voici ce que je tricote à la plage:
The trip to the beach and back required mindless knitting. What better than a dishcloth blanket? Actually, this is a variation of the pattern from Encyclopedia of Knitting by Donna Kooler. I finished up the Tomten playing Phase 10 after dyeing a bit red to do the edges and finding the orange was not set well. I did lots of rinsing to get the extra color out. This is leftover yarn from a sweater I knit a couple of years ago. I still haven't blocked and sewn it together. Maybe I should. Maybe I will.
I leave you with a few beach shots:
1) Dad and 2 of the nephews in the pool 2) most of us at dinner 3) DD#2 and nephew #4 playing Rat-A-Tat-Cat 4) my brother 5) the beach, but then you probably figured that out.