Secret Christmas knitting continues ….
… and the love affair with Noro Kureyon is undiminished. All will be revealed after the holiday.
And in more semi-secret knitting:
On the other end of the reverse Dish Rag Tag spectrum, the person whom I originally gifted with my box o’ Arkansas-themed goodies, Seattle Lisa, has already fulfilled her reverse Dish Rag Tag obligations. I got this last Saturday:
A beautiful sky-blue and white pinwheel dishcloth (as above!), 100g of Regia stretch sock yarn, bandaids in boy and girl flavors for my accident-prone kids (how’d she know?), a nifty photo card of the city skyline, and best of all — Seattle chocolates! I ate the hazelnut truffles and Noel ate the mint ones. Could this be any more perfect? Thanks, pal!
I’m about to leave for a trip to Denver, wherein I expect to knit on the plane, knit at the conference, knit in my hotel room … knit everywhere. But what to take? B2B sock #2 is a given; I’m past the toe increases and ready to stockingette my heart out. What if a miracle should happen and I finish a sock in less than two weeks — nay, even less than four days? I should definitely take more sock yarn. And don’t I need a non-sock project for when I’m tired of socks? That Noro object at the top of the post there should do the trick … but I’m supposed to be starting my first-ever sweater, too, for NaKniSweMo. (I’m not going to be doctrinaire about the get-in-done-in-a-month boundaries, but I am committed to getting it underway.) But I haven’t even swatched yet. I have a bad feeling I’m going to take at least thirty times more knitting than I could do if I never stopped from morning to night. (I have the same problem taking books on trips; I feel like I need to take books for work and books for pleasure, and then backups in case I somehow manage to finish those books. Thus the bag full of books for a weekend jaunt.)
What I do know is that I will be taking and wearing my two completed pairs of socks. Because I am addicted to wearing my handknit socks. Having them on my feet, feeling them with every step — it’s like a secret gift to yourself. I knew I enjoyed knitting them, but I had no idea I would love wearing them so much. I wish I had a pair for every day of the week — and before long I will.