Saturday, July 19, 2008
The knee sock, she is giving me fits!
Today we went to Jerusalem, and we all know what that means. All the way there, I knit diligently on the knee sock for my niece (yup, I'm still working on the first one). By the time we arrived, I had added at least another inch to the length.
Had lunch with the family. Fabulous time. Had a nice chat with my newly-returned BIL. Sat down to work some more on the sock. And was blindsided by the fact that I have been Yarn Harlotting myself with this dad-blamed sock. No matter how much or how fast I knit it, it is still turning out butt-ugly. Self-denial at its finest, as it were.
Even my increases looked bass-akwards.
Shoved the thing back into my bag and worked on my back-up project (good old garter stitch washcloth) all the way home. It's nearly done.
Once I was safely ensconced at home (and no longer in a moving vehicle) I called out my favorite singing group, the Caribbean Amphibians (anyone out there remember that Sesame Street song?) who sang a rip-roaring chorus of Bye-Bye Knee Sock. (For those of you who don't knit, ripping out large portions of knitting is known as frogging "rip it, rip it". Wildly clever, no?). Now I'm back where purple meets teal blue.
But I fear not. I've got a new plan (and a new way to walk).