I'm in Pennsylvania, and I've just given everyone their knitted gifties: the Honey Cowls, the Grace Jones cowls, the Ombre cowl, the Irish Hiking Scarf, and the nascent hat I'm making for one person that I never finished (one more inch to go before I start the decreases!), and the sweater for Brad, my friend who is 6'5". Well, the back panel, anyway. Everyone loved their gifties and I cried. It was a good night.
Also today I made it to Forever Yarn, and the owner remembered my name! I bought some beautiful yarns, which I'll showcase later (I think I left my camera at home), and it was all warm and fuzzy at the yarn store, and not just because of the mohair I bought.
While knitting this morning with my friend Libby, we decided that the best thing is to cast on, the second best thing is to bind off, and in between is all that interminable knitting. In other words, I finished a project, the New Bittersweet Cowl I cast on a couple weeks ago. I just need to block it.
I'm full of good homemade pizza, I'm surrounded by the people I love most in the world, and Brandon is having a good time, and has successfully "met the family".
As the Nields say in one of their songs,
I don't need the good life
I just need life,
The full catastrophe.
Sometimes it isn't a catastrophe.
This is mostly a knitting blog. Sometimes pictures of things I've made, sometimes not. I'm a guy who knits, I usually attend a men's stitch 'n' bitch on Monday nights, and I prefer natural fibres to artificial ones. I have a love-hate relationship with bamboo yarns: I love what they can do and how they look, I hate how they are made. I've been knitting since about 2003, though I really didn't get into it until 2005, while convelescing with a broken leg. I must have discovered something good, 'cause I'm still knitting years later.