Knitting Things
Look! It’s one of those sock needle tubey metal thingys–yes, that’s its real name–made famous by Stephanie back in April. (Apparently her blog entry started quite a run on these things.)
It looks rather flute-like in that photo, but there are pictures at the Harlot’s of the gizmo in action. I’m almost ready to switch my sock from one Magic Loop cable to DPNs just so I can try it out! (If you’re interested, I ordered mine from Woolworks Ltd in Putnam, Connecticut. I also notice that these are now on the front page of the website. They really must have been popular.)
On the knitting front, I’ve just started the first sleeve of my Celtic Dreams. I know it doesn’t look like much, but that’s 2″ of sleeve, and I’ve just joined the round. I already told you what I thought of the US size 3, 16-inch needles when I did the neckband . . . to sum up, ow! . . . I think the sleeves may take me a while. Although, at least they’ll be getting smaller as they grow in length . . . and, of course, at some point I can switch to DPNs, which might be easier (I hope). Still, it’s not like I’m going to give up, oh no. I’m loving this cabled beauty far too much.
My Green Gables, on the other hand, isn’t very far along at all, unfortunately. I’m a few rows into the straight, stockinette portion, and about 8 rows away from breaking out the sleeves. It’s actually bigger than it looks here . . . this is crinkled onto a smallish circular needle, so you can only see the merest “slice” of the front, here. But still. I’d like it to be further along, but see? Now the cable-lust for Celtic Dreams has kicked in again, so it’s back to second-string for sweater knitting.
The project, of course, that’s really suffering neglect is my Peacock Stole. The poor thing hasn’t even managed to summon up the enthusiasm for the Team Profile for The Amazing Lace. Isn’t that sad? I keep explaining how I want to get the heavy cables out of the way before real, hot Summer kicks in, but the poor thing just sighs and snuggles back down into its corner of the knitting bag, sulking a bit. It’s really a bit pathetic. I’m ready to move onto the next pattern chart, too, although I think that clear demarcation is actually helping me leave it unknit–like stopping at the end of a chapter . . . it’s a little easier to let the book sit a while longer when you’re not in the middle of something.
One last thing. I don’t think I am wrong in assuming that having knit, chatted, exchanged emails and blog-comments, and shared opinions with someone qualifies as some form of acquaintance. Nothing as strong as friendship, by any means, but enough that a brief hello when face-to-face is polite. Who knew that my remembering that I’d had a long conversation about high school teachers and sock-knitting at a S&B gathering made me “creepy?” I was taught that that sort of thing came under the heading of “friendliness,” “people skills,” and “good manners.” Huh. Live and learn. I suppose it’s just something to chalk up to the fact that this medium of communication can be misleading as to people’s intentions.

Tannenbaum.
House Calls



Okay, so what’s that stuff at the end about? Who called you creepy?? That’s not very nice.
Seriously? Creepy is when you’re standing alone minding your own business and a blog reader you’ve never met rushes up to hug you. (Not me, but witnessed at Knit Happens more than once.) Saying hello is not creepy.
i’m assuming this is referring to the so & so at modem knits (or some such, was it?) that IS being friendly. i would EXPECT conversation like that if you and i ever meet face to face. a loser, is all i can say.
I think I can live without a “sock needle tubey metal thingy.” (that’s a lot to type) Then again, it’s been a while since I’ve inadvertently pulled a needle out. Should that happen, I may change my tune…
BTW, I see no evidence of your creepiness. ~or~ It could be an acronym – Creative Reader Eagerly Enjoying Pretty Yarn. (I’m a little impressed with myself for coming up with that! LOL – once again – I’m easily amused.)
I can’t believe someone would call you creepy for saying hi! If someone is that creeped out by being friendly and having good manners, it’s his/her issue. Not yours. Had you ignored her, you probably would have been that b*&%$ that can’t even say hi.
Creepy? Mmmm…no. I like when people remember things about me when they meet me again (makes me feel interesting and worthy of space in their brain). I remember all kinds of things about people when I meet them. You should always be thoughtful and LISTEN when people are engaged in conversation with you, it’s why it’s a better skill to “listen” than just “hear”.
I don’t think you’re creepy. I have never met you and I don’t think you are creepy.
-Kate
Hmmm, I’m met you too Deb and I didn’t find you creepy at all. Not sure where that is coming from, but whoever said it needs to seriously chill. Perhaps the idea of being mentioned on the internet was weirding this person out. But I don’t know the particulars so I’m just speculating. I find you fun and engaging, and there’s nothing creepy about that.
Give Chappy a scritch for me. I miss him. Cute little Dumpling.
Creepy?! Wha…?
Nifty needle tube. Hmm, now that I’m back to the dpn thing and doing the purse knitting, I might have to just add one of those babies to the goody collection. Thanks for the link.
As for creepy? I wouldn’t worry about it as it isn’t applicable. I’ve met you on many occasion and call you friend. I think you’re absolutely right, common courtesy is not too much to ask for, regardless of whether they were working or pitching in a hand during their off day. When she did that, she was in the role of employee, albeit not recompensed, holding herself out on behalf of the store. Great for the owners that their employees are willing to engage during off hours, but if she chooses to do that she should act accordingly. No you shouldn’t be faulted for having a decent memory and actually remembering what someone said during a conversation. That is an admirable thing and not something to be condemned as creepy. She has issues and obviously delusions.
Those are some great projects, many I also intend to do at some point.
And don’t worry about what some other person said, I haven’t met you, but I’ve met Lizzy B and if she thinks your uncreepy, then I must agree. Besides anyone who loves dogs, is okay in my book.
Some people just have to make fun or critisize another in order to feel important, those are the kind of people that have a rather small existence.
Neat sock safety tool,must look into owning one! And sorry to hear someone was that mean – that was unnecessary to say the least!!
Creepy? What is going on here? I can’t tell you how many people I encounter daily who make that remark about someone incredibly uncreepy. You are so not creepy. You couldn’t be and write like you do! Is it because you’re intelligent? Is it because this person needs to “feel” important? I just can’t understand this kind of behavior. It’s sophomoric. Sorry ’bout the rant. It does infuriate me. Of course you MUST finish your sweater before it becomes unbearably hot. Peacock Feathers stole understands.
I lied and I mailed your package today, not yesterday.
Does that plus the fact that I would love to chat with you if we ever met in person makes me creepy?
Dear heart: don’t own it…..creepy comment is from someone who needs a)social skills b)therapy c)a high colonic……and it’s bad karma on them…..and I am sitting 3K miles away and would love to meet you…..and Chappie……
How did I miss the creepy thing the first time I read this entry? I agree with everything you said in regards to that matter. Put it behind you and hold your head high- you are so not creepy.
And thanks for the socks links!
Sounds like you, Risa and the twins had a fun time in Montclair. Wish I could have gone down for the book signings (I grew up there and my parents still live in Montclair) but I will be traveling down there for the long weekend instead.
As far as the stuff at the end, there really is no excuse for rudeness. But I guess it takes all kinds…
Ah I knew you would beat me. heehee
I did work on mine yesterday. Today however was just too sticky hot.
Hopefully tomorrow.