Bring Up the Phone

I gave thought to taking a photo of the EDS to show the progress of the front and thought that there wasn’t much progress to report so a photo wouldn’t do much. Then I compared the last photo with where it is now and thought there was a difference. But I didn’t have the camera and thought there wasn’t so much progress that it was worth going downstairs to get it. So, I thought the next time I will bring up the phone to take a photo.

Then I laughed myself silly at that notion. Bring up the phone to take a picture. That’s something that no one in the 50’s, 60’s, 70’s, 80’s or  most of the 90’s said to themselves. Ever. The first commercial camera phone didn’t show up until 1999. Life, as we know it, was changed.

I can remember back in the 70’s watching General Hospital and  Robert Scorpio was talking on a wireless phone about the size of a deck of cards and I thought, how can anyone hear him talking with that so far from his mouth. That ain’t gonna be a thing. It’s a thing.

Taking pics is so much more convenient than before (except when you leave the camera/phone downstairs and don’t want to go get it.) But I imagine just as there are people who know how to knit and knitters, there are people who take pictures with their camera phones and photographers. I believe photographers can take awesome pictures with their camera phones and then there are folks like me. I used to be more of a photographer but that hobby gave way to knitting. If I had only known where knitting would lead me, I would have kept a toe in.

I have to find a place with lots of light to do my photography and videos inside in the winter. As it is, no matter how cold it gets in Chicago – and it does get cold – I take my photos outside because the light is best. It’s not like it gets sooooo bad. Except when there are polar vortexes. Cold enough so that even the snow says it doesn’t want to be outside. We had that last year and I still managed to take photos when I needed to. For me, it’s December, January and February that cause me grief. At the end of November, I start telling myself it’s just twelve more weeks before reasonable seasonable weather will be here. It works for me.

I any case, tomorrow works for a picture. I am working on the EDS and unless knit math decides to play with me, there will be even more length to show you. So it works out for everyone.

I am also on my third go round in the hat I am designing. It was called the slip stitch beanie then the checkmates beanie. I think I will stick with that name though I will be using the slip stitch. Not as many floats to deal with. Mr. Honey brought me some chocolate covered raisins. They are keeping me sane while I go through this. I will show you a pic in progress when I decide on the final design method. I just have to bring up the phone.

 

 

Into the Wild

Mr. Honey released me into the wild last night. He took me to the mall where I met Ellen and Laeh for knit night. It was the first night in a week that I was out of the house and not headed for the hospital to be poked, prodded and padded. Last night was a social occasion but I couldn’t drive. I could barely walk.

I have put walking, simple walking, on my daily schedule and it will be chore to walk from the house to the near corner and we’re the fourth house from the corner.

But, for the first time in I don’t know how many years of having knit night, I thought it would be a good idea to take photos of what we’re working on. In a point of irony, it is called knit night but Laeh doesn’t knit, Ellen knits but prefers crochet. She rarely knits and I do both but prefer knitting. Shannon couldn’t make it because her kid has a game and Miss Vicki was late at work…we think. But there be photos of the folks that did show.

We call Ellen the professional hooker. She went through the certification program and got a sheet of paper and everything. She is always making something for her wardrobe. Whereas, I make nothing for myself. She always wears a shirt with some saying about crochet. I should have take a pic of her shirt but I’m new at this pic story telling. Her shirt this month says, If you think chocolate is addicting; you obviously never tried crochet.

I understand the cuteness of it but I couldn’t help but think knitting is more addictive. Agree to disagree.

Laeh knits baby blankets with the baby’s name written in Hebrew. She designs them and then crochets them. Laeh has a busy ‘real’ life as an athletic trainer in a high school so the blankets get worked on when they can. She seems to start when the parents are still in the expecting stage but seems to finish after the baby is born. That would make sense but the baby for this blanket is almost 2…..so. That’s why the blankets are so big; so the kid can drive over and pick it up.

I feel incredibly selfish. I am working on a prayer shawl that is not for a baby and not for my own closest. I am making a prayer shawl to add to my shop for someone to purchase. Only in my knit group, devoid of knitters, can I be made to feel inadequate because I run my own business.

That’s what friends are for. Putting that aside, I am really liking this prayer shawl. Look at those colors. It looks like they come from one skein but this about four different colorways. I love the random. I have no idea how I am going to describe the color when I write the description but the photos should do most of the work for me. These shawls, being made with random colors, are a successful experiment. I like the freedom they give from having to have more specific yarns on hand. I have a lot of Homespun and it will be used. These shawls are also into the wild and I am hoping they find a place in civilized society. 

Enjoyed last night a little bit more than usual. It’s the little things.

How My Mind Works

Here’s the pic of the EDS I promised. That’s the back and the beginning of the front. Sorry I couldn’t get it staged better but you know that’s not what I’m about.

It’s a beautiful yarn and if I can find the ball band, I will let you know what it is. It’s Mecha by Malabrigo. There’s no way to get everything to match up so I hope her daughter is eclectic like that. I don’t remember how she had it when I got it but I doubt it was symmetrical.

 

I am almost ready to break free. I haven’t been out of the house since last Thursday when I had my therapy session. Mr. Honey will be dropping me off to knitting at the mall. Usually it’s two or three of us so we will see how it is tonight. I will just be glad to be out of the house. I am in fear of the escalator catching my leg wraps though I will have shoes on and everything. Then I remembered I was being dropped off. He can drop me off and pick me up on the ground level where the food court is. I don’t have to go anywhere near the escalator except to pass it by.

I will not be taking the sweater with me. It almost seems like I should but I will be taking the prayer shawl with me so I can closer to finishing item 9/10. Is there something wrong with me that I am thinking I can finish off the last two items and get the entire October collection done before the middle of November and then somehow catch up? Not quite sane. I should give that up. We know I won’t though. That’s how my mind works.

I’m not even sure what I will be making in the next collection. I think I will be reintroducing a stocking cap. I look forward to the whole process. But that won’t start until I finish. I will try and control myself. Tonight, I will be happy to be out of the house for a social instead of medical reason. Freedom is a good thing.

 

 

No Rules for Me

I promise I will provide an update to the EDS. Now that the yarn sort is over and Mr. Honey has revealed his plan for how he will get the bags in order and lined up, we can move on to other yarny things. I figure the best thing to concentrate on is Elizabeth’s Daughter’s Sweater. I promise there is more to it than the time I took this impromptu photo some weeks back.

For one, the back is done and the front is on the needles and being worked up. Because I was in Phoenix and then the hospital, I have lost the time I work on it in the morning and I am making that time up by working double shifts. I have read the pattern – it is the Echelon sweater by Michelle Wang. I don’t have the idea that she will ever read this blog but just in case, I will note she shouldn’t take it personally that I modified her pattern. I modify all patterns, even my own. I’ve never read a pattern I just did the way they said. Maybe, when I first started out, but the moment I realized the knit gods won’t open the ground beneath my feet because I changed an instruction, it was no rules for me.

I modified the stitch. I modified the increases, shaping and decreases. I’m pretty sure the only thing left of the pattern is the name. Sorry, this has to be done quickly and I tarried too long as it is. But it will be a tunic type sweater just the way she designed it. Thankfully, she doesn’t need me to promote her designs. 

It’s not even a matter of thinking I can do it better. I don’t think that at all. I think of it as more of a ‘you want me to put the left needle where and do what? That sounds like too much work.’ kind of a thing. In other words, it was too complicated when I read it so I don’t want to try it and will instead convert it to something I already know. It’s a wonder I can do something more than garter stitch.

This no rules for me thing really only works in knitting in my life. Everywhere else, there are boundaries. But I press them when I can. So, I will update the EDS and show the pieces and then we can continue on to completion. I said the front would be quicker than the back and I do believe that is the case. You shall see for yourself.

 

Might Be Worth It

So this may not be going quite as planned. The yarn sort is done. All the bags that had been hanging out in the hall and the bedroom have been emptied and the fiber has been placed in the storage bags or thrown away. Yes, I have thrown out yarn. I was not going to donate it or give it away and it was too tangled to do anything with so I hardened my heart and sent it to the great yarn stash beyond.

In the end, I used ten of the large, really large storage bags. I’m slightly disappointed it took only eleven or twelve. Mr. Honey originally bought three boxes (which are nine bags total) and bought me three more boxes. There is one box unopened and the other was opened with one taken out but I was able to consolidate two bags into one and return the empty bag to the box. 

The room looks worse than before. Not really, but I thought the bags would line up nice and pretty. Mr. Honey stepped into the room and said I should make path to the bookcase and take out some paperbacks to donate to the PADS folks the next time we go. He said the bags would ‘line up then.’

No, they won’t. Because I was already in the bookcase and they didn’t line up then. 

I am afraid this was just round one. I think I will have to go through the room again and start taking more stuff out. On the other hand, I could knit more. That would eventually clean the room out. I would have to knit about 20 hours a day and live for another 60 years, making me the oldest person on the planet but the room would be clean.

The sacrifice might be worth it.

 

Returning to Normal

So, I think things are returning to normal. I am working on the EDS – and I am happy to report the back is done and the front is about to hit the needles. How much you want to bet it goes faster? I am working on item 9/10 of the September collection..egads, that’s going to take some knitting to catch up with that. I’m not counting on it.

But I am, in the interest of being in Knitsville, going to show you the hat patterns I was working on.

 

The first is the Cable All Around Beanie. It’s a little retro fresh. Did it in Ice Yarns Saver in green.

Then there’s the DNA Beanie. Done in Ice Yarns Saver in Cream and Caron One Pound in Claret. Both patterns are written up and need to be formatted. There’s another pattern I did before this when I was on track and I have one more to do. I know the pattern. I just have to figure out of I am going to use three different yarns or use a variegated or self striping yarn. I still haven’t used the Ice Glitz and it could provide an interesting variation. Don’t know what I’m going to do. I have to knit a prayer shawl so I have some time to think about it. Also have a hat order. That should give me enough time to think about it. If I go with three colors, do I use three distinct colors or variations of one?

See, crazy thinking. Like I said, returning to normal.

Totally My Fault

This is totally my fault. I wanted to let you know about the wedding (it was beautiful) and seeing the family (it was fun) and the weather in Phoenix (I don’t remember but let’s go with hot.)

But I can’t. We flew into Phoenix on a Wednesday. The wedding was Friday night and we flew back to Chicago on Saturday night and we went from the airport directly to the ER and I spent four days in the Resurrection Hospital hotel.

Diagnosis: Cellulitis. Do not ask me how I contracted a skin disease. I got it before we left and we went to Phoenix with me in discomfort and came back with me in pain. Mr. Honey took a photo of it – you don’t want to see it. Good thing we didn’t go before the wedding or we would not have made it. With all that, there is news in Knitsville.

Mr. Honey had to learn how to ship packages. While I was in the hospital, I had two orders that needed to be shipped. At the time, there was no telling when I would be home so he had to handle to ‘ready to ship’ items. Knitsville has a new postal employee. He forgot to add the free pen to one of the orders but no one knows it’s coming anyway and I forgot to tell him to add the business cards but those things can be forgiven. The good news is all packages were sent.

I also got a special order right before I left and he brought me the things I needed to make it. Here’s the thing about knitting in the hospital; it seems like it would be a great environment to get some stitching in but there are so many distractions. When you contract a skin infection, at least in my case, there were surgeons (it’s a teaching hospital so there were residents in my room at 5 am) infectious disease doctors (for some reason, I needed two of those), my case manager, the head nurse, six nursing students and a chaplain. Not counting the nurse, nurse assistant and my primary care physician, the people who came in to take my blood and do an ultrasound and the guys who came to take me to get a CT done. And the wound nurse (whom I adored.) See what I mean? Not a lot of knitting was done. The hat was finished a couple of days after I got home because I had to recover from my cure.

So, it’s totally my fault that there is no more knitting done. I’ve missed the deadline to finish the September line and start the October line and there aren’t more things in the shop that are ready to ship which is a drag on business. But the good news is the folks in Knitsville were there for me and things are back on track if not exactly caught up. I finished the hat and shipped it, I finished item 6/10 and I am designing a new cabled beanie and I am back with you guys. If there are any of you guys out there. 

Both my legs are wrapped and taped from toe to knee and I have started therapy so there’s a new fun time in Knitsville. But I am working on the EDS and all is right with the main part of the world. I’m itching to get stitching.

I Don’t Even Know

I’m sure there should be some kind of photo here. But I don’t even know what that picture should be. The news in Knitsville; the news from the yarn room redux is a bit confusing. For certain and ‘in progress’ photo of the actual space is not gonna happen. Because it cannot be agreed upon, this will have to do:

On the one hand, the yarn sorting is going well. There are big Hefty storage bags filled with yarns sorted by types. The problem is there aren’t enough bags. The yarn sorted so far is the yarn that is still in the yarn room. Not the bags that have been in the hallway and the bedroom for the past couple of weeks. 

There will be more bags needed. Maybe not as many as nine but probably more than three. I’m thinking we should do six. Mr. Honey came downstairs the other day and asked why I have more yarn in the yarn room than when I started the sorting. I assured him I had not. I had to think about it a little. Maybe I did a sneak of some yarn in the room while I was sleep shopping walking. Don’t look at me that way; it’s a thing. There was an episode of Criminal Minds where a guy killed people while sleep walking. Sleep shopping doesn’t involve the breaking of the law or any of the commandments. Nope, I didn’t do any of that. I had to explain to him that we couldn’t see all that was in there when it was all a jumble but now that there is some kind of controlled chaos, it looks like there’s more. But I was really surprised there wasn’t more. I also had to admit I was surprised the bags filled up and we’re gonna need more bags.

The good citizens of Knitsville have resolved that I will not have one of those pristine ‘studio’ kinds of yarn room. I have the spare bedroom that is still painted bachelor beige from Mr. Honey’s bachelor days and is small and dark yarn room. They will love me anyway.

In more knitting like knitting news, I am on 6/10 – yes with just two days to go. I am not going to make it. Nor is the afghan for my niece’s wedding going to be done. Though, I did have the idea of creating a new pattern for the afghan and that can go as one of my items this month – because I am clever like that. I am challenging myself to get the afghan done. The wedding is next Friday at 6 in the evening. Why the heck not? Stay tuned. Let’s see how this turns out.

Pillow Talk

Photo by Andrea Davis from Pexels

There’s all kinds of pillow talk. Mr. Honey goes to bed well before I do but I went to bed early (before midnight) and he wasn’t fully asleep so I felt free to talk. The conversation went something like this:

I’ve decided how to sort the yarn.
Oh.
Well, it decided for itself. It’s being sorted by brand/type. But I’ve run into a snag.
A bag snag? (Followed by laughter because he cracks himself up
Do the remnants get their own bag? I think I need a bag for miscellaneous yarn. Yarn that I don’t buy regularly or will never buy again.
Do you actually use remnants?
Sure. The afghan downstairs is being made with remnants.
Wow. (He is impressed with the falling leaves afghan.) I approve.
You approve?
Of the way you’re sorting.
But do the remnants get their own bag?
Yes and the miscellaneous yarn, too.

Don’t envy me what happens in my bedroom when the lights go out. Do your own pillow talk.

Today’s decluttering uncovered a package of medium yarn bobbins still in their packaging. These were purchased on my last trip to Denver or the previous one – which means they were purchased about four years ago. Which is probably the last time I saw them. They were just sitting on the floor underneath another tote bag filled with yarn. I’ve learned to just forgive myself and move on. 

I also rediscovered the doors to my bookcase. I have a really beautiful bookcase in the yarn room. This is the bookcase that doesn’t have yarn books but regular, normal books on the shelves. I am sure some of these books can make their way to the Economy Shop when the other books finally start going there. I say this because I also rediscovered two boxes of books Mr. Honey brought up to the yarn room a few years ago. My books had been living in the garage and he thought 20 years of that was enough. He set me up outside and made me cull down my books. I think a quarter of the books went away, a quarter went back into the garage (because he ain’t the boss of me) and the rest ended up in the yarn room. This weekend will find me dealing with books instead of yarn. That will be a nice reprieve and maybe I will find this book I’ve been wanting to reread.

Is it weird I’m a little excited about getting this stuff sorted? 

 

Is That a Light?

The yarn room decluttering continues. Mr. Honey is a much better housekeeper than I. It made sense to me to ask him how I should start to tackle the free range yarn but then I remembered who I was married to.

Mr. Honey, when asked his opinion, never has one. He will either stare at you blankly or go into a dissertation on something that has nothing to do with the question. On the other hand, when you don’t need, desire or even thinking about asking his opinion, he is right there to tell you what to do. 

So when I deferred to his domestic skills and asked how he thinks I should go about tackling the free range with the stipulation I wasn’t going to buy more containers; his reply was: “You have to clear it out.” Ahhhh. 

But then he does his other Mr. Honey thing. He will come back 12, 24, 36 hours later and say “I’ve been thinking about your question.” He then proceeded to tell me about the idea of getting those big storage bags and some Velcro. I sort the yarn, I attach Velcro to each bag and attach the bags to each other and that way they will all be together. 

Don’t mind the idea about the bags. They will take up way less space than the containers and will be more convenient. The Velcro idea is out because they don’t need to hang out together. Though I admit the thought of creating a yarn bag Stonehenge did occur to me.

He then took his idea way too far. “You can write down each thing you put in the bag and make two copies: one on the bag and one for you to keep.”

He forgot who he was married to. It’s like he doesn’t know me at all.

He bought me nine of those 20 gallon Ziploc big bags – because he’s an optimist and thinks that will be enough. The sort is being done by brand/type. So far, I have a bag for all the cake yarn and one pound skeins. One bag for yarn that comes from Hobby Lobby, a bag holding Red Heart yarn. I haven’t decided who else will share that bag but someone will and a bag with Lion Brand and Hayfield.

I’ve made myself a little giddy: i found some of my large yarn bobbins, a set of Chibi needles. I thought I had all of them and I vacuumed a space where bags of yarn used to be. Yes, I got giddy or vacuuming a small space. Be happy for me.

I thought I would take a photo the EDS – Elizabeth’s Daughter’s Sweater. I am on the section where I am putting in the increases and because I don’t understand what the designer is asking for, I am doing the increases my way. Acknowledging the written instructions are probably easier in the end.

The afghan is also coming along. I am adding five leaves a day and that should have me cruising end before we get on the plane. I am also on item 5/10. I finished the 

pattern. OK, you can get a taste. It’s the lace and cable beanie. 

As long as I keep myself on task this first hour of the day, the sweater and the yarn room will advance. Is that a light? It’s an extremely long tunnel but I see something flickering. It’s not a train. It could be daylight. Let’s hope for the best.