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Wonder Girl Knits

A league of crafty girls united to fight against the injustice of a world without crafts.

Updated: 2014-10-01T22:50:06.297-07:00


my new apartment


i am officially moved in to my new apartment. sort of. i mean, i am moved in, but my roommate moira is still on her way back from her travels, so has not moved in yet. thus, the apartment feels lonely.

i LOVE the apartment. it's really light and spacious and pretty. and new. and has lots of outlets (this might seem like a strange thing to get excited about, but neither of my apartments in san francisco had more than one outlet per room. it was a nuisance to say the least.).

as promised (to moira), here our some pics of our new place.

our living room, which faces the street:


another shot of our living room, from the other direction. i took this while standing in front of the windows.


and a third shot of our living room, also taken while standing in front of the windows. those two doors you can see down the hallway are to the two bedrooms.


and a shot of our kitchen. the kitchen is off the main room just before the short hallway to the bedrooms.


and finally some shots of moira's room (moo, sorry the light is bad in these. they looked fine on my camera, and not as fine when i just uploaded them onto my computer):




h is for ...




horribly sweaty.

i forgot what the east coast is like in the summer. it's all heat and humidity, until you have a big thunderstorm that does something about the heat and the humidity for a brief while (during that brief while you can't really go outside and play because it's raining, thundering, and lightening). but only a brief while, then the h & h start to build up again and then the whole cycle starts again.

in the midst of all this heat and humidity, thunder and lightening, i attempted to work on the wedding blanket.

c is for CRAZY.

i managed about three rows before my legs were so sweaty from the weight of the blanket on them that i was worried i would leave permanent sweat stains on my poor little (seriously belated) wedding blanket.

g is for gross.

left to right


m is no longer for moving. m is for moved. i've been on the east coast for almost nine whole days and have spent a fair portion of each one of those days missing san francisco. luckily i have a whole host of things going on in my life to be excited about and a trip back to sf at the end of the month to look forward last week in san francisco was, as some might have predicted, a little bit of a whirlwind. i packed and packed and packed - and donated bags and bags of stuff to goodwill - and the end never seemed to get closer. but after one last massive trip to the post office with my last 11 boxes of belongings (notice i say "last" 11 - that would indicate that there were several boxes that preceeded these 11. my parents, having seen the size of my future nyc apartment (yes, i got an apartment! more on that later!) are less than thrilled about the prospect of spending the next year with these boxes for company), i was packed and ready to go a whole 24 HOURS before my flight. this should be considered somewhat miraculous.i spent my first three days back on the right coast acclimating (sort of) to the heat and humidity. i always forget how miserable east coast summers can be. i'm sort of adjusted, but have been getting funny looks from my parents when i take a couple of extra layers with me, you know, just in case the fog rolls in and the temperature drops 15 degrees. oh wait. that's NEVER going to happen.after three days of rest and recuperation, i headed into nyc to begin the apartment hunting process. i've done my fair share of apartment hunting, but only in san francisco, so this was my first foray into the nyc real estate zoo. to make matters more complicated, my future roomie, is traveling in the wilds of syria right now.what i learned on my apartment hunt:1. real estate brokers are really, really expensive2. real estate brokers make the whole apartment hunting process way, way less painful than it would otherwise bei met ron, my trusty real estate dude, at around 3p on thursday. we spent 30 or 40 minutes going over my needs (cheap. cheap. cheap.) and then he sent me out with trusty real estate assistant rob to actually see some apartments. there are no words to describe the first two apartments that i saw with rob (also, since two other real estate brokers showed me these apartments, they are apparently the only 2 two bedroom apartments for $2000 available in this stretch of manhattan). dank, dirty, and disgusting are three that come to mind. all for the bargain basement price of $2010. yes, that's real. rob the real estate assistant was able to look at me with a straight face and tell me that i should be excited about the prospect of paying $1005 a month for a bedroom in which i would be lucky to squeeze half of a twin bed.i started getting nervous.we had a brief break before our next appointment, so we separated and at the appointed time, i made my way over to harlem. bring on harlem. the block that the apartment is on is a really pretty tree-lined stretch of urban oasis with new townhouses on both sides. i started to get excited.the owner, guy, let us into the apartment and within two steps, i knew i wanted it. it's on the third floor of a three-story townhouse and is light-filled, and spacious, and new, and has pretty floors, and is clean. and CHEAP! i wanted it. i wantedwantedwanted it. one teensy, tinsy little problem. my roommate was in syria with no reliable method of communication.well, my friends, that is what we call a dilemma. so i did what i could. i called my roommate's mom. by the time we finally connected, i was a few beers into my night and had to run out of the extremely loud bar that i was in, all the while screaming "hold on, mrs. s., hold on!" long story short, mrs. s said to do what i thought was best. i slept on it, decided i needed back-up, called my parents, they drove in, and we made a group decision to just go for it. submitted an application and two hours later found out that i got the apartmen[...]

ply a little tenderness.


welcome back friends.
first and foremost, today is a sad day. charis, aka c-dawg-knit - by far the most active and dedicated member of this blog - has left the west coast to persue her dreams in the big apple. after a frenzied week of packing boxes upon boxes of shoes and yarn and handbags, charis has up and left us...though don't be afraid, dear readers - i am counting on her to continue to motivate me to knit, laugh and watch cheesey movies - even from the east coast.

charis, i and the rest of the west coast will miss you. lots.

in honor of charis persuing her dreams, i have learned how to ply yarn.
first i spun this:

some wonderful camel-colored corriedale from Weavers Oaks in Novato, CA.

and then i plied it:

and now i'm knitting it up into the blanket from this book


i hope this doesn't turn into wedding blanket part two...

m is for moving


i have no knitting progress to post because i had to mail all my knitting to the other side of the country. i'm about 8 days away from my SF departure (tears, wails, many other sad expressions) and realized, perhaps somewhat belatedly, that my yarn collection had far surpassed an amount that would fit neatly into a carry-on. so i packed it up. after vacuum packing it in ziplock bags, i managed to fit all of it (and most of my on-going projects, so think lots of happy thoughts about the usps' ability to get it to CT safely) in two medium size boxes. YES!

so now i'm knitting-less. well, that's not entirely true. i forgot to pack rogue, so i still have that to work on.


that's funny. as if in my completely, utterly stress/freaked out/sad/emotional state, the thing i need to be working on is the most complicated pattern ever created. needless, i've hidden rogue in a drawer so the very sight of it won't stress me out even more.

in other moving news, i think i'm selling my car this afternoon. i'm actually 99.9% positive that i'm selling my car. and while i'm excited to have the extra cash influx, and while i know that selling my car was the right thing to do, i'm still feeling very, very sad about it. i've had my car for 11 years, since i was 16. it is the first, and only, car i have driven. i know it's just a car, and that i am probably being way overly emotional about it, but i kind of feel like - and this is so cheesy that i can't even believe i'm going to write - that that car has taken me on a journey from teenagehood to adulthood (feel free to laugh hysterically at me).

but, since i will no longer be driving, the car is going to buy me some drinks this evening to make me feel better.



I'm getting geared up for the big weekend. My goal this weekend is to knit 2 Nova bags for our Avon Walk for Breast Cancer PLUS visit the wonderful Adirondack Yarn shop and buy "several" skeins of wool for more bags PLUS on Sunday I'm walk/running the Lake PLacid Half Marathon. Just spent 3 hours in the car and was able to finish knitting a blue Nova bag-hope to felt it tomorrow as I rest up for the big day on Sunday.

knitting, felting and walking for a cause.


a little letter that we sent out today.
(i know, charis, this doesn't count as a *real* post)
Dear friends and family,

This July, we're participating in the 39 mile Avon Walk for Breast
Cancer in San Francisco to raise money for breast cancer research and early detection programs.

We have less than a month to meet our fundraising goal and have decided to use our knitting skills to encourage you to give! Bonnie, Maggie and our Mema have designed, knit and felted unique wool handbags in a variety of colors. You can see some of them at

If you'd like a bag, we're asking for a $125 contribution to The Avon Foundation - email Maggie at Guys - they make great gifts!

If you just want to make a donation, you can do it online by following this link:
(click on "support me" and follow the instructions)
(also linked on the pink button on our side bar)

Feel free to forward this email to friends!

Thanks a bunch,
Maggie and Bonnie Clark

ps. a *huge* thank you to those of you who have already donated!

Hello everyone!



Wonder Girl Knits

A great day to share some of my projects-it is raining here in New England so I'm doing some felting.
Here's a few of my recent "things"-first a baby blanket made out of Baby Dale & Debbie Bliss Cashmerino. I have a feeling I have already shared this photo-but I really did love that blanket!

The other photo is of a pile of felted bags that my friend Pam & I have been making. I have been selling them to help raise money for the Avon Walk for Breat Cancer-more to come on that project-stay tuned! I've also thrown in a phot of the mittens I'm embarking on! In my spare time I've done several pairs of socks-such fun!

My latest love is a Mission Falls 1894 Cotton baby blanket-need to have it finished by this Thursday.

Want to throw a thought out there-I have a yearning to purchase a spinning wheel-good idea don't you think?

Good to be back & I really need to perfect posting these photos!!!

the silence is deafening


so i thought maybe a little hiatus from my blogging duties would encourage some of my erstwhile co-bloggers to post about what they've been up to. and then i got busy. and then i got lazy. and then i realized that i really haven't been knitting lately. and then i got busy again. so all of a sudden my little hiatus turned into a big, ole long hiatus. whoopsie.but here i am! i still don't really have any knitting progress to talk about. i have been knitting on the wedding blanket off and on. and a little bit on my sock. (which is so, so, so tiny that i think i might need to turn it into a wristwarmer and start all over again. but the thought of starting over is really depressing, and i can't bear to make that decision quite yet. so i just keep knitting. which means the teeniest sock ever just keeps getting longer, which means that pretty soon it will be suitable for neither a sock nor a wristwarmer. oh, the curse of indecisiveness!)so what, you may ask, have i been doing with myself? well.i ran a half-marathon in vancouver with my friends matt and ccd. there were many parts of this weekend that were fabulously, amazingly fun. we spent two nights in seattle hanging out with various friends and had ourselves a crazy (though not particularly restful) time. that was fun. we drove from seattle to vancouver which was fun in a "i'm laughing hysterically because i'm delirious from lack of sleep way."* then the fun kind of stopped for awhile. the reason is stopped is because we actually had to run the half-marathon that was the whole reason for our trip. that's not all that much fun regardless of the circumstances, but the fact that this particular not-fun half-marathon occurred in a period of 40 degree weather and pouring rain (and occurred with a set of race organizers who forgot to deliver the water for a majority of the water stops on the course) made it even less fun. but we all made it through, with good times no less! then we started having fun again for awhile. we had yummy brunch where i was able to get bacon despite a last minute panic attack that i would order bacon thinking i was getting bacon and would instead receive canadian bacon. then we set off to peruse the city, on foot, thinking that we would be stretching out our tired legs to good effect. a couple of beers and a horrible restaurant recommendation later, we had walked not 1, not 2, but 9 miles across the city of vancouver. there was whimpering involved. that was not so much fun. but we made it back to the hotel, and eventually back to san francisco, in one piece, if a wee bit sore.hmm. that really only took a weekend though. what else have i been doing? ooh, ooh! i published my first freelance article (actually, my first article ever). check it out. and i started work on my second freelance article. also exciting.i've also been working (in a half-hearted kind of way) and getting ready to move (also extremely half-heartedly) but those bits aren't nearly as exciting (although they've probably taken up more of my time than anything else).anyway, that's really all that i've got. i'll end by promising to blog more frequently and maybe to do some knitting. *I would like to note that the drive was probably more fun for ccd and me than it was for matt. matt got forced into the driver's seat of our rental car because i didn't realize that my license had been expired for over a month until i got to seattle and because ccd is maybe the worst driver ever and would have killed us before we got out of the state of washington. actually, she maybe would have killed us before we got out of the seattle metropolitan area. no offense, ceecer. you're a wonderful person, just a terrible driver.[...]

is anybody out there?


i know you could be asking the same thing of me. in defense of my absence from the blog over the past 15 days, i submit the following:

1. i'm now in my late 20s and am getting a little forgetful
2. i went to new york to visit grad schools
3. i decided on a grad school (columbia! yay!) and got so excited and flustered that all other thoughts flew right out of my head
4. i have to re-write my climate change article for about the 18th time
5. since getting back from new york last wednesday, i've had a social event every single evening (except sunday which i spent in a stupor on the couch recuperating from the previous three evenings)
6. my liver hurts a little bit
7. it FINALLY stopped raining
8. i haven't managed to knit ANYTHING in the past 15 days. literally not one stitch.
9. the man sitting across from me is eating his quiche in the most peculiar manner (okay, okay ... that's not really a reason in defense of my absence ... but the man just performed surgery on his quiche. that's weird.)

anyhoo, i'm back! yay! rejoice, rejoice! hallelujah!

the past two weeks have been a little bit of a whirlwind - wheeeeeeeeeeeeee! i told work yesterday that i'm not coming back - yay! it's sunny - whoopee! it stays light until 7:30 - yippeeee! i'm taking the whole month of july off of work - yahoo!

so yeah, i'm back. but i ask you - where's maggie? i mean, i know what she's going to say:

1. her internet doesn't work when it's raining
2. her parents are in town (not so much of a defense when one of said parents is the infamous superbon, also a missing contributor from the blog)
3. she's been swimming in pearls

but that's all i can come up with ... so mags, no more excuses. we want you back in action.

moving on up


i'm realizing that my last post may have been just ever-so-slightly depressing.


i mean, i was a smidge depressed when i wrote it. but since then, things have really started to look up for ole c-dawg:

1. i finished my global warming article

2. i'm beginning to realize that the guy i spent part of wednesday (fine. most of wednesday. details, people, details.) shedding tears over really isn't worth my time anyway

3. i finished the front of the skinny sweater

4. i turned 27 (i'm not sure if this is officially a "looking up" event but i'm really trying to view getting older through a glass-half-full lens)

5. I GOT IN TO COLUMBIA JOURNALISM SCHOOL (this is the bit that i'm super duper excited about)

6. the woman i wrote the global warming article for emailed me back and said it was very well done and she just has a few small edits for me

7. because of item #6, it looks like i am very, very close to having my very, very first piece of writing published. in print. for real. (okay, okay ... it's not technically in print because it's just on-line. but i bet can get a print copy for anyone who wants one (it's called pressing the print button on my browser). don't all clamor at once)

8. i had a wonderful, fabulous birthday party with my wonderful, fabulous friends who i am going to miss dreadfully when i move to new york (i have to keep saying that i'm moving to new york so it starts to sound more real)

9. maggie gave me a ball winder

10. i'm going to new york this coming weekend, and i'll get to see my fam

so there. yay life!

stuck in a coffee shop


i'm stuck in a coffee shop. when i left my house this morning, it was mildly cloudy but definitely not raining. therefore, i decided against the rain jacket in favor of the warmer (but hoodless) fleece. clearly i haven't learned much in my nearly five years of san francisco living. because now it's pouring. and i'm wearing flip flops and don't have a hood. so i'm stuck.

today is my first day off after nine consecutive days of work. to be fair, i didn't work full days on each and every one of those nine days, but since some of them were more than full days (i.e., 11a to 11p on Sunday), i think it averages out. needless to say, i'm kinda pooped. which makes the fact that my global warming article is due tomorrow even more distressing. because instead of spending the day snuggled up on my couch snoozing, and maybe knitting a little, i'm spending the day writing, re-writing, banging my head against the wall, re-re-writing, and wishing i had never committed to writing this article. sounds fun, no?

to make it all that much better, i'm in the midst of an emotional breakdown of the worst kind - the kind where you know it's kinda (mostly) your fault that you're at the point you're at, and that just makes you even more upset over something you would be upset at regardless. do you ever get to the end of something, the end of a relationship, and you look back and you don't understand how you got to where you are? i mean, you look back at all the little steps you took, the little lies you told yourself, the little justifications you made for someone else's behavior, the excuses you made ... and you wonder how you could - why you would - do that to yourself? when someone is so clearly not looking out for your best interests, shouldn't it become even more your responsibility to protect yourself, instead of enabling the other person in his efforts to treat you like sh-t? and even when everything is over and done and you've beat yourself up for being so stupid and you've cried and your eyes are swollen and it's time to move on with life ... do you wonder why you're still so sad?

can i have a "P"?


that "P" would be for procrastination, something i am oh, so good at it.

currently, i am procrastinating from:

1. writing my global warming article

2. dealing with the chunky booties

3. answering work emails that i should have answered before i left work

4. doing the dishes (i have a serious hatred for dirty dishes. i mean, i generate plenty of 'em. but i hate hate hate making them clean again.)

so in the spirit of aiding and abetting myself, i have some pictures from the hilarious italian dinner i told you about a few days ago:

ARGHH ... the pictures won't upload! they're apparently the wrong file extension or some such thing? even though they're .jpg just like all my other pictures! double argh!

well that certainly adds to the frustration of the day. in other frustrating news, i started carissa's booties for the fourth time ... and ripped them out. i've finally figured out the right number of stitches to cast on (24) and i have a vague sense of how i want to make them (bastardized sock pattern) ... but they keep turning out like crap. i'm doing the cuff in a 2x2 rib, and i keep getting the dreaded "ladder" in the transition between my knit and my purl stitches. why, why does this happen to me? it's driving me crazy.

bungled booties


the weather in san francisco has finally turned a corner. the past two days have been gloriously sun-filled and almost even warm. three cheers for sunny weather! (i might be weirdly weather obsessed).

the past couple days have been hectic, hilarious and super fun. my friend moira flew into town from d.c. this past wednesday ... i haven't seen her in almost a year, since crunk 2005 (don't ask). unfortunately, i wasn't a huge amount of fun for her time in the city, since i was juggling work, an article, and an ever-growing stress level. but things started to turn around on friday when my other friend carissa (i mean, i have more than two friends ... but moira and carissa were the only two who feature prominently in the past few days) drove up from santa cruz. we went out and pretended to be irish (moira didn't have to pretend), had a few beers, saw another friend ... then on saturday, we drove down to santa cruz. even though santa cruz is only an hour plus away, it always feels like going on vacation when i go there. we had a totally fun time, cruised around downtown, i bought a pair of green vans that carissa and moira made me wear out of the store.

the hilarious part of the evening started at dinner ... i'm not sure exactly how to describe dinner except that it involved an italian restaurant run by a crazy owner/chef man who may or not be permanently on acid, a crazycrazy 15-woman bachelorette party, a crazycrazy 10-person italian exchange student party, a disco ball, three bottles of wine, lotsa pasta, side pony tails, and belting janis joplin at the top of our lungs using plastic forks as microphones.

the knitting part of the weekend involved attempting to make booties for carissa. she originally requested these about a week or so ago, with no instruction other than that they be teal. i was thinking felted wool. good thing i checked with carissa because she was thinking anything but.

we stopped at imagiknit before leaving the city on saturday and the first thing she said when we walked into the store was "i don't like wool."

well that certainly stopped me in my tracks. not liking wool? in carissa's defense, i don't think that she HATES hates wool ... she just wasn't thinking wool for her booties. so i readjusted, we moved over to the cotton/etc. room and carissa found a yarn she loves:


it's big baby by muench yarns. the colors are really pretty tealy, purply. it's really soft and seems fairly easy to knit with.

the problem, of course, is that the only patterns i've ever read for booties have been for felted booties. i mean, there must be a way to kind of smush these around so that they work for non-feltable microfiber acrylic, right? well, after three failed attempts last night, i'm feeling a little discouraged.

i'm trying to knit them in the round, using two circs, in a sort of abbreviated sock way. but the yarn is pretty chunky, and it just wasn't working for me. (my knitting also looked like crap, but that's a whole separate issue.). so i ripped out all three attempts. needless to say, i'm feeling a little frustrated. any suggestions?

ps - this might be the longest post ever. whoops.

rainy sunday


i don't know how many of you compulsively check the weather - or how many of you are in the bay area, and are therefore experiencing the same weather as i am. but the weather in san francisco is MISERABLE right now. i know that i've become a little bit of a weather wimp in the five years that i've lived out here. once i was able to endure new england winters with barely a whimper. now the temperature drops below 50, and i run for hat, scarf, gloves, and winter jacket.

all that aside ... it is officially freezing here. okay, okay maybe not officially freezing, but it's pretty damn cold. in fact, there was snow just north of the golden gate bridge on friday. yes, that's right: snow. um, i live in california for a reason. actually, i live here for a lot reasons, but one of them is definitely to avoid snow.

you'd think with all this cold weather, i'd be wrapping myself in wool and knitting like a maniac, right? well, there again, we have a little bit of a problem. i'm currently working on my first-ever piece of freelance writing ... and i'm starting to feel a wee bit overwhelmed. in over my head, maybe? like i have no freaking clue what i'm doing and i have no idea why my friend amanda thought she should take a chance on me?

so instead of knitting, i've been immersing myself in background reading on global warming and climate change and all the horrible things we people do to the environment and the lack of good things that the government is doing to correct for all the previously mentioned bad things ... and as i'm reading all this (and attempting to write something about it), i look out the window at the horrible weather and i read about the snow, SNOW, in california and i hear that it's practically balmy back on the east coast ... and it all slowly comes together (not the article, mind you, just the global warming bits).




That's me and my mom. It's her birthday today and she may want to kill me for posting a photo of her in her pajamas but I like it and everyone needs a little embarrassment on their birthday, right? So there she is.
My mom is great for alot of things - I have decided to list a couple (there's a knitting theme, here).

1. I can call her pretty much any time of the day with a knitting question and she has the answer. And if she doesn't have the answer she responds with "well, it just doesn't matter" or "why not just knit something else?". Both good answers.

2. Once I called her from a knitting shop in need of a pattern for a cardigan. I had my computer and a nearby coffee shop with wireless. What'd she do? Scan the pattern and email it to me so I could buy the yarn - RIGHT THEN AND THERE. She understands.

3. She has given me support by telling me over and over that socks aren't that hard and that it's easy to turn a heel.

4. She waited patiently when I started getting back into knitting. I started off by crocheting, she mentioned a couple of times how much better knitting was but calmly waited until I made the realization.

5. She is willing to pick up unfinished sweaters from 1983 and finish them.

6. She keeps unfinished sweaters for 23 years.

7. She taught me the importance of a stash. That's what I learned on - her leftover yarn that I would knit into squares of garter stitch. Along with a stash she also taught me the importance of attics and closets...the perfect homes for the stash.

8. She is always willing to push herself and learn new things..Latvian Mittens? No problem. Vintage Socks? No big deal. Last year she had a ten year old computer and no camera. Now? She blogs her digital photos onto her computer over wireless. Did I mention the marathon?

9. Her clicking needles really are the sound that we all find calming.

10. She's my mom.

Happy Birthday SuperBon!

bad days lead to good things


my life has been a little underwhelming lately. yes, i do mean under, not over. don't get me wrong - i'm totally overwhelmed, but by some very underwhelming things. my job? not that exciting, but totally overwhelming. still having a christmas tree in my living room on the fifth day of march? bo-ring. but somehow overwhelming at the same time. row 44 of the body of rogue? same ole, same ole. but overwhelming enough that i haven't been able to make myself pick it up in over a week.that's right, i said. i'm find rogue both boring and overwhelming. at the same time. how is that possible, you ask? well, the bulk of the sweater is plain, old stockinette. (that would be the boring part) however, since there are cable panels running up each side of the sweater, i am completely, totally tied to my chart and can't finish a single round without consulting it. (that, my friends, would be the overwhelming part)so i've been in a little bit of a stalemate with my knitting over the past week or two. i didn't want to knit rogue, but felt horribly guilty picking up anything else. so i knit NOTHING.enter friday, march 3. otherwise known as "the worst day of my life." (yes, i've always been this melodramatic, just ask my parents). okay, okay, it probably wasn't the worst day of my life, but it ranked right up there. (i would also like to acknowledge that even if it were the worst day of my life, i'm pretty damn lucky if that's what counts as the worst (do you think i could use more parentheticals in this posting?(does anyone know if you're supposed to put the punctuation on the inside or the outside of the parenthetical?))). anyway, back to worst day ever. so i survived the day, obviously, but come saturday afternoon i was still feeling kinda sad. i thought to myself, if you could do anything to make yourself feel better, what would it be? and then it hit me - go to imagiknit, obviously!i took myself to imagiknit posthaste, indulged in a little yarn and pattern book therapy, and came away with the following therapeutic aids:ryc classic beach - "Shot on location along the shingle coastline of Kent in England, this collection features designs for summer days relaxing & playing by the sea, beach barbeques, fish & chips in the rain, skimming stones, and walks along the beach." doesn't that sound dreamy? the patterns aren't bad either.sensational knitted socks by charlene schurch. this book is AMAZING. i've been wanting to dive into sock knitting for awhile but have been totally intimidated by the small needles, the number of needles, the small yarn ... this book breaks it down step by step. it also gives directions for using the two circular method of knitting in the round. which is why i bought some trekking xxl and two circular needles. i'm about two inches in on my first sock. i'm obsessed. and i'm feeling much better.[...]

pure gold



well, maybe we didn't exactly make it to the finish line but i think that the wonder girls strode hand in hand into the olympic stadium and took our own sort of gold medal. the one where you realize that some of the those projects that you tuck away 23 years ago are actually finishable, that however hard 19 pages of pattern looks to you in the beginning that by taking step by step, stitch by stitch you can make something really beautiful, and when 14 cables for every row seems unbelievably f*%!ing hard and painstakingly slow but actually makes something unbelievably cool.
ladies, we did it.
i'm holding my tiny cable needle above my head.
(soon to be brought back down to finish said cables, but...details.)



Here is a photo of Men's Argyle AFTER I cleaned up the tangled mess -this was taken last weekend. PLease be assured that the photo is of the inside of the sweater.





I'can t believe it-I just cast off the last stich on the front of the Men's Arglye. Tonite I'm taking a break & knitting socks-but early tomorrow I head back to the sweater & do the neckband & tie in the ends. I'm celebrating with a nice smooth glass of Scotch.

facing facts


just like sasha cohen knew as soon as she landed on her tush that she was not going to be a gold medalist, i'm starting to face the fact that i will not finish rogue by the 2pm deadline tomorrow. i've made peace with this and will move to the sidelines gracefully to cheer on my fellow knitting olympians as they race for gold.

maybe four years from now, i'll get to be one of those human interest interludes: "charis flamed out early in the 2006 knitting olympics, after tackling a pattern beyond her normal degree of difficulty. but now in these 2010 games, she's back and ready to finish what she started four long years ago."

don't read too much into that last statement. even though i will not be finishing rogue by 2pm tomorrow, i do plan to finish it at some point before 2010 (like december 31, 2009).

on another, non-knitting topic, does anyone else think that dick button is the biggest jerk EVER? i mean, that's great, dicky, that you won a medal back in 1948. but does that really give you license to rip apart every skater that sets foot on the ice? last time i checked, these people were OLYMPIANS which means, even if they don't perform at their absolute best, they're still better than 99.5% of the population. at least scott hamilton is there to balance out the commentary. jeez.

The finish line is up ahead


Don't have much time to post because the finish line is up ahead! The Men's Argyle is so close to being finished. Plans are to sit by the fire & knit,knit,knit! I' at the neckline-about 2 inches to go & then knit the neckband, then sew it together & then weave it all of the damn loose ends. Gotta run the yarn is calling me. No time for photos-maybe next week.



thanks to charis...i HAVE PHOTOS. when i was taking these photos. i noticed how wonderfully irish-like i will look after i finish my cables. it looks quite aran sweaterish and it's a wonderful green (the photos don't do the color justice). so...while charis is sipping on scotch, i will have a belly full of jameson or guiness, sure to fill up the green cables.
me dear cables:
and a horrendous upclose pic. don't look too close, you might find some cable forwards where some cable backs should be:

scotch and golf


i am an incredibly loyal reader of the new yorker. it is my all-time favorite publication, i eagerly await its arrival each week, and i would lovelovelove to write for it one day.

occasionally, as a subscriber, i get invited to these "events." the invitations are always a little vague, and it's never really clear what the event actually is ... so i've never gotten around to going to one. on tuesday, however, i got an emailed invitation to a night of "humor on the course," an event co-sponsored by the new yorker and glenlivet. again, very vague, but i surmised that the evening had something to do with scotch and golf. (i'm very quick, you know, can't get anything by me) i immediately called my friend dan, one of the biggest fans of both scotch and golf that i know, and we decided to attend.

we had no idea what to expect. we certainly did not expect what we found:

a large empty warehouse space converted into on one half a men's club-style bar, replete with big comfy leather chairs and on the other half a nine-hole golf course (albeit a short golf course but there were sand traps and water hazards).

everything was free - the scotch, the golf, the shrimp (oh yes, they had food too). AND we got a gift bag from the new yorker that includes the latest issue and a book of golf cartoons from the new yorker.

it was amazing. we also made friends with the marketing woman, and she said we can back any night next week. genius.

needless, i haven't made much progress on rogue.



charis - thanks for the shout out. i just WISH i was hiding away and knitting away on cables and racing secretly towards the finish line, just like picabo. steadfastly sticking to my training regime, getting enough sleep, eating the right diet, stretching and flexing the approproiate muscles and tendons involved in my event. instead of picabo - i'm acting more like bode miller, drinking a few glasses of wine every night, picking up the cables every once and a while and expecting a clean sweep when i just haven't trained. when i tire of cables, i put them down. hmm. this doesn't sound like a true olypmian.

and then when i DO get on a roll - i start swapping the C4B with a C4F.

BUT i have great plans for the coming weekend. in the spirit of past presidents (not current one) i hereby annouce that i will pick those needles back up, finish the back of this sweater and just keep.moving.forward....