Update

It's the end of the quarter so that means craziness! Beside fighting off the plague that everyone seems to be carrying at work (they're so far gone that me calling them Typhoid Mary doesn't even get a quirked eyebrow) and getting started on term papers I've been knitting a little, visiting with my madre, and throwing Little A her first birthday party. Planning my schedule for next quarter. Running errands. Trying to figure out how three classes, a full time job, and fulfilling a tutoring requirement fit into the amount of available time. Dreaming about graduating at the end of Summer. And growing slowly and inexorably more insane by the moment. Blech.

Can I get a vacation from my life, please?

The Other One

Remember how I just wrote about not being into knitting blankets? Well, here's the other blanket I'm working on. A co-worker is having a baby boy and for once I decided that I would knit a blanket. This sucker goes pretty quickly, though. It's the Purl Bee's Chevron Baby Blanket in Blue Sky Alpacas Worsted Cotton. Held double! Hooray! On size 11 needles! Hooray, again! I can knit a full stripe in about two hours and that's the equivalent of almost a full skein of yarn. I've only got three more stripes to go but that darn mitered crosses blanket keeps calling my name. Good thing the baby's not due until June.

The Little Red Plane

Little A and I just got back from a viewing of short films at the Northwest Film Forum. This one was the first and I love all the different textures of knitting. Enjoy!

February already?

My apologies for the very sparse posting in January. I had a lot of things on my plate (as usual) and was getting settled into the Winter quarter of classes. Chaucer and Shakespeare turn out to be quite enjoyable, who knew?

I've never been a process knitter. I knit for the finished item and while I enjoy the process it isn't necessarily the zen experience I hear other knitters talk about. Relaxing, sure. Usually calming, yep. But I've never been a proponent of blanket knitting since that is a whoooole lot of, to me, mind-numbing sameness that removes the pleasure of knitting. But behold! Mitered crosses! I purchased this pattern and some yarn last year and in my annual stash reorganization I pulled it out and cast on. The goal is one square per week and I'm enjoying the knitting mightily. It may have something to do with the craziness that is my life right now but garter stitch and little squares sure feel good.