I will definitely give the PGR tutorial a looking over after class and Spiderman 3 this evening. Right now, I think that the "Fucked Up Socks" - at least that's what I am calling them - will get the full on toe-up treatment. Honestly, I have tried just about every method I can think of with them and nothing is working. I tried the PGR directions and got a rectangle. No good. I attempted to do the toe from the latest Rockin' Sock Club. No dice (didn't have time to comletely read the direction). I did the Cat Bordi square toe from the Knitty Gritty episode. No way. You can see them below in all their fugged glory and snicker all you like. Come on, people. You have to have had at least one project go awry. So, what was it? Confession is good for the soul. Get it off your chest and leave it in the comments. Besides, you'll make Lola feel better when she begins talking crazy that all knit bloggers are perfect knitters.
The small package that I ordered from England came yesterday and I am so pissed that I had class last night and today. I could have finished Shedir; I should have focused on the Chevron; I would have cast on the hug me tight with the chocolate Calmer. Could've, should've, would've. Notice, no where in there did you see the words "Grace" or "Doctor's Bag" or "Embossed Leaves" yet they still remain on my needles. Why is that? Why do I get bored with the knits that I have? Truly, I have no answer, but I must get a crackin' on at least Grace and the socks. After all, the Bro is walking for graduation in a few weeks, and I would like to give Beaner her sweater. Given the other sister's response to yours, Lola, I might only get to see it on her in the flesh.
I love The Knitting Answer Book these days. Sure, I have other helpful books, but this one seems to be filled with the most help. Sometimes I have to search a bit to find what I am looking for (different grafts and bind-offs) but it has been helpful as of late, so much so that it doesn't go back on the shelf with the others. There has been much talk about the latest IK and I have to say that I don't really find it that interesting. However, I am in love with the cover sweater (the yoke is too wide for me though . . . seriously, not putting on a damn strapless bra to wear a sweater) and I love the lace blouse - not to be confused with 1824 Blouson. What the hell were they thinking? Betty loves the blouson number, but she is 16 and can probably pull off that look with panache. Me? I am 37 and would look like an elephant in it. Of course I love the Veronik Avery socks, but she and I have a checkered past . . . one that I am not quick to repeat. I leave you with the latest cake of yarn from the Rockin' Sock Club and a cake of Knit Picks Shadow. The STR is obviously destined for socks, but the Shadow is heading for Sarcelle sometime soon. Oh, to my sock pal, I love you . . . in a completely sisterly way . . . your emails have cracked me up.
Ava PS - Did I say I would leave you with that photo? I lied. My brother-in-law sent me a link for a perfect dog present. Clearly this enters the "what the fuck" category in my book. Enjoy!