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Ok, so all this finishing lately has given me, for some reason, a bad case of startitis. Which isn't so bad, I'm casting on for all kinds of Christmas presents. But starting project after project leaves me feeling as though I'm not making any progress on anything. I did actually make some progress this weekend on a few projects. I'm now 25 inches in on the Irish Hiking Scarf. That is the thing I worked on the most this weekend. I'd take a picture, but I could just say "Hey, go look at yesterday's picture. Now imagine that, but times three" cause... that's basically what it is. It's good tv knitting though. Only if I'm watching something interesting. If I'm watching something boring, you can forget it. I've also gotten several inches done on my sister's Christmas present. But as I can't show you a picture of that, and wouldn't even if I could (here's a hint: See what I said about the Irish Hiking Scarf), I guess I'll talk about the project I just cast on for.
It's a plain Jane boring (ish) cabled hat. Actually, it's smariekknits' 3 am Cable hat. I'm making it out of Lion's Wool, in scarlet, because my intended recipient deserves wool. I'm not saying who, as they may or may not read this, but I will show a picture, as this person doesn't know I'm making them something. It's not much of a picture, but you came here for pictures, so I'm giving it to you.
I know, ooooh, ahh... Or, you're saying "Dude, you have like, 2 rows done on it and the picture sucks." But what do you want? I JUST cast on and my camera doesn't like red. Maybe it'll look better if you click on it. You know you want to, so go ahead and try. We'll wait. *taps fingers impatiently*
Ok, now that you're back... would you like to hear the other news? Ok, here it is. Brace yourselves, it's something you may not have heard before. Men are JERKS. Yup. I know, big, life-altering news. What inspired this? Well, today my friend Emmy and I went to the yarn store and the pet store. Silly me didn't know I had to call and tell my husband when I was leaving, as he knew I was eventually going. When he couldn't get an answer, he called Emmy's cell (I don't have one right now). She didn't answer (we were driving and her phone was on vibrate) and so he called again. And again. And then he called, of all people, my DAD. My dad is sick, and we're all really worried about him. He acts like he's about to die. He did NOT need to be bothered. So then Emmy feels her phone buzzing and I answer and he's ALL OVER ME. And I was pretty much ok with it, even though he was mad at me because I hadn't called him all day (he's working. You'd think he'd call me when he gets a chance instead of me calling when he's with a client.), and I never called to tell him when I left. So then we get home and my dad calls me all worried because he didn't know that I was ok. Not only did he call my dad and bother him with this, but he NEVER CALLED HIM BACK to let him know I was ok. So I called Dave, furious. I told him he's being ridicules, he has no right calling me at my dad's house. Um, hello? I DON'T HAVE A CAR. How could I get to my mom and dad's house, 35 miles away, without a car? Hitchhike? And then he gets all pissy with me, telling me I'm being unreasonable. Like this whole thing is my fault. So... I made him dinner. I did. I MADE HIM FREAKING DINNER. You know what he did? He came home, and had a couple of errands to run (which believe it or not I was ok with) and then while he was out, even though he knew I was making him dinner... he stopped at McDonald's. I HATE men.
Sorry about the rant, but I feel better now.Back to our regularly scheduled knitting content. On to the love of my life, Icarus. Please, don't ask about it. We're not speaking to it right now. The rows are so long that I've sent it to the corner to think about what it's done. Maybe I'll finish one of these projects and then go back to it. (No way it'll be done by Thanksgiving at this rate... :( Oh well... )
So, I cast on yesterday for the Irish Hiking Scarf for my mother-in-law. I'm making it in patons classic merino, in the color Worn Denim, on size eights. I took out one cable repeat. I love the way this yarn knits up in this pattern. It's so squishy and soft. I don't know how I'm gonna make it through the whole thing. I am officially.... *measures the scarf, frowns, remeasures, and sighs* Eight inches in. Wow. Yeah I'm gonna die... I mean... seriously? I need to make this thing like, SIXTY INCHES LONG? Oh man... anyway, here it is.
I also cast on for part of my sister's Christmas present - it's my computer knitting - but I can't post the picture here because she reads this. Or, tell you what it is... so... how about I distract you with news of Icarus. The news? Oh, right. Well... there is none. See... the faeries still haven't come to finish it for me. I'm waiting. Impatiently. Hmm... maybe... maybe I should do it? That sucks. lol I'm still on chart 4. I'm getting there though, I am....Anyway, today my friend Emmy and I went to dinner with my sister and my mom at Olive Garden. It was a lot of fun. At the next table was a girl I went to school with and her 13 month old. She was talking to us and she knew me and my mom's name and my sister's name... but I could not remember her for the world. When I got home I looked her up in the yearbook, and I remember her now but... how is that even possible? I'm not THAT old... clearly I need help. Anyone else have a similar problem?
Ok, so I'm so close to being done on Icarus it's starting to seriously bum me out. I finished chart three last night, and I've now done the first two rows of Chart four. I decided to take it and a couple of other things outside so I can show everyone what they really look like and not what my camera decides to interpret for the day. Would you like to see? First we have my sister-in-law's ugly scarf... I really hate it, can't wait to give it to her lol.
You can see that it's actually not QUITE as hideous as it appears in some of the other pictures. Ok, so maybe it is. I don't know, your call. Anyway, here's the other Christmas scarf I made. 
That one is definitely much truer to color than the original. And, my true love, that which I adore more than any other... my Icarus. 
That's... as good a picture as I can get with it still on the needles. I got a close up of the detail for you all though.
It's hard to see but take my word for it. It's GORGEOUS. But, I have to admit, as much as I seriously LOVE this thing... enough is enough. I have to cast on for something else. I'm not sure what but I HAVE to. I have no choice in the matter. I'm going to go crazy working on this and only this for much longer. Do you know it takes me 40 minutes to do a right side row?? FORTY Minutes? That's crazy! So I haven't decided what it's going to be, but something is going to get started this weekend. I'm going to sit down and work on my Christmas present list, see what yarn I still have to buy. (Is it really that bad? I haven't even bought the yarn yet? Oh dear...) Anyway, I leave you with this. 
He says "Mommy, it's cold outside! I wanna stay out and play!!"
That's right, I'm still being faithful to Icarus. It's really killing me. I'm thinking about all those CHRISTMAS presents and thinking I should just cast on for one... lol but I can't! I HAVE to finish Icarus. I'm on row 12... no 13 I think of chart 3, so I have those few rows and then Chart four and them I'm about done so... I'm so close now I can feel it! Wanna see a picture? Well that's too bad! I'm not doing it right now because I don't feel like it.
See, yesterday, I think I broke my toe. I slipped in my sock on the chair mat, in the office. When I tried to catch myself, I hit my hand and ribs on the desk... and then my other foot slid UNDER the floor mat and one of those things under the mat like, gouged out my toe. Looking at it today, it's bruised and stuff, and I can't put weight on it, so I think it's broken. Does anyone know why you're supposed to keep something elevated when it's broken or sprained? Just a curious question of mine...
Yeah, I forgot to mention this earlier, but, I'm NOT actually only working on Icarus. My in the car, out, or at the computer knitting is still my mom's socks, don't worry. I won't let ya'll down. But... what exactly am I supposed to work on tomorrow when I go out to eat with my mom... ah, shit, looks like I need another sock. Darn. *snaps fingers in mock disgust* Oh well... :)
Hey everyone, just wanted to tell you all to check out this website. Freerice.com. For every word you get right, they donate 10 grains of rice through the UN to help end world hunger. It doesn't sound like much, but in like, a half hour or less, I got enough words for 1250 grains of rice. It's easy, because if you don't know, you can guess. So, do you have time to help feed someone who's starving to death? You don't even have to register. Come on, you know you want to know just how many words you know. Just do it. :)
I know, ooooh, ahh... Or, you're saying "Dude, you have like, 2 rows done on it and the picture sucks." But what do you want? I JUST cast on and my camera doesn't like red. Maybe it'll look better if you click on it. You know you want to, so go ahead and try. We'll wait. *taps fingers impatiently*
