If you’re going to knit one sock over the course of 10 months, then dither about casting on for the second sock, it would help matters immensely if you were to not misplace the original pattern, causing you to use the wrong pattern for the second sock because the wrong pattern kind of resembles the [...]
Archive for the ‘the idiocy’ Category
Note to self
Posted in blather, the idiocy, the knit, tagged knitting, mistakes, sock on February 25, 2009 | 4 Comments »
When worlds collide
Posted in blather, the idiocy, the knit, tagged knitting, life, silly on November 29, 2007 | 2 Comments »
I was cleaning out one of my pattern binders today and in one of the back pockets I caught a glimpse of the following, in my handwriting: What!? Did I design a heavily cabled Aran sweater for a barrel-chested man out of cobweb-weight wool using size 0000 needles? Did I envision a house cozy for [...]
Though not without its charms…
Posted in getting my bitch on, listing, the idiocy on November 15, 2007 | 7 Comments »
… my week has been less than stellar. 1. Migraine. During my second childbirth education class. 2. Less-than-legal midwife at a friend’s birth. Now, I’m not a fan of the Illinois state law that says breech births and twins cannot be delivered at home, but it makes lots of sense to abide by the law, [...]
They’re going to revoke my knitting license
Posted in blather, the idiocy, the knit on June 24, 2007 | 2 Comments »
This is the universe telling me to stop having so much fun, isn’t it? I got the front straps done on the Ballet Cami yesterday (woohoo!) and thought I’d set it aside until today to do the three-needle bind off on both shoulder straps, because Nick and I had plans to go out with friends [...]
It’s all up in the air
Posted in blather, the idiocy, the knit on May 31, 2007 | 5 Comments »
Now that it’s almost the weekend again, how was everyone’s holiday (if you’re American) weekend? I had a great time with family, friends and beer every day of the holiday. And I got to see some guy steal groceries from the Woodman’s in Rockford. Truth! He ran out with a basketful of food right as [...]
The Universe Slaps Me Down
Posted in blather, getting my bitch on, the idiocy, weather-mongering on April 11, 2007 | 7 Comments »
Just a short post to let the internet know that I can’t write a decent post right now. This week is not going my way in so many different ways that it’s hard to know where to start the story of how I hate it. I’ll give you a list, because as Femiknitter knows, there [...]
A Miracle of Time Management
Posted in blather, the idiocy on March 7, 2007 | 3 Comments »
This is what it says on my latest KnitPicks order… Order Number: ******Order Date: 3/4/2007Status: ShippedShip Date: 3/8/2007 Note the date of today’s post. Note the ship date. Now, maybe they have a time machine that makes it possible for the future (3/8/2007) to be in the past (“shipped”) and if that’s the case I [...]
Really, I Cannot Be Trusted
Posted in blather, the idiocy, the yarn on January 16, 2007 | 3 Comments »
It’s been a while since my last post, and I’ll tell you why. It’s been a while because last week was highly annoying and I couldn’t adequately put my mind to wearing matching socks, much less turning out a semi-coherent (or even quasi-coherent … does that mean the same thing?) post. Work was more demanding [...]
On the bright side, the carpet is cleaner
Posted in blather, the idiocy on August 21, 2006 | 6 Comments »
Friday afternoon no, not even. It was still the morning. Friday morning I was struck with the urge to do laundry (the Rash of Doom kept me home from work for a few days, and apparently introduced a housework ethic which was certainly not there before). We were, of course, out of laundry detergent so [...]
Smaller than a breadbox
Posted in blather, the idiocy on May 11, 2006 | 1 Comment »
Guess whose digital camera fits in a wine glass? Yes, that would be mine. I found this out on Saturday night at my first-ever bridal shower. While Nick & I were taking really cute “we’re in love and in a garden” pictures. While I was holding a half-full glass of wine. Sigh. Heather was helping [...]


