This past weekend I did quite a bit of knitting, laughing, and eating. All good things in my book.
Friday night was Knit Night at VYT, hubby got home and I zoomed out the door and spent a hour or so knitting with friends. Some have questioned why I go to Knit Night, I go to VYT almost every Saturday and it would seem going on Friday night would be too much of a good thing. It’s not, Knit Night is only the first Friday of the month and I only get to go, maybe, half of the time because of Hubby’s work schedule, and I get to see people I wouldn’t get to see otherwise. I walked out of VYT that night with four skeins of Peace Fleece in Moscow Magic Pink for a sweater for Bug. (One skein is a just in case skein and will be returned if I don’t need it.)
Now, I have been trying to reduce the stash and purchasing yarn doesn’t seem like the best way to do this. So I came up with a wonderful justification and I wound the skeins into balls after I got home from Knit Night and cast on while at knitting group on Saturday. The yarn never entered the stash so it doesn’t count. About half the gals agreed the other half rolled thier eyes, whatever. This immediate casting on and knitting of The Peace Fleece Cardigan means that I have set aside the Bolero I was working on, but you gotta do what you gotta do.
Actually the fact that I don’t have about 20 projects on the needles is a miracle right now. I have a horrible case of, as Dave at Criminy Jickets call’s it, Seasonal Startitis Syndrome. It’s been bad. I look at yarn and want to knit it NOW, I see a pattern . . . NOW . . . NOW . . . NOW. I have resisted, I really have.
Anyway, Saturday Hubby took me to VYT, since my car is in the shop, and then went away with the kids and didn’t come back for four hours. Is he a good husband or what?! That night after the kids went to bed I pulled out the knitting again and continued working on the cardigan while we watched The 4400 and BSG (gotta love netflix).
Sunday morning my parent picked us up and we went upto my cousin’s for a birthday/anniversary party. I knit the hour on the way up, part of the time there, and the hour on the way back. I love going to my cousin’s, she is fun, laid back and always makes you feel welcome. My aunt and four of my adult cousins were there, the kids had a blast with all the attention. There were water balloons, trips to the garden, food, games of cribbage, more food, and cake. I came home with two bags of produce from the garden (beets, small zucchini, red onions and giant carrots), leftover carrot cake, and greek stuffed zucchini (yummy, have to get her recipe). With all the fun we had there was one disapiontment: MY DEAR COUSIN IS NOT USING THE HANDKNITS! Last time we were there I brought her a few knit dishcloths, they are sitting nicely on the counter as doileys, one with the butter dish on it and the other two were on top of the microwave. I threatened to take them back, she says they are to pretty to use. *sigh* Guess I need to make her some ugly dishcloths.
I kept chugging away on the cardigan yesterday evening, I even fell asleep sitting on the couch, while knitting, Hubby woke me up at 4am and told me to go to bed. I was a little tired this morning, but the sweater is getting done. I am enjoying knitting with the Peace Fleece, it has a bit of VM in it but less than Noro, I was worried it would be splitty since it is a loose 2ply, but I haven’t had any trouble so far.