Joy In Handknitting Socks….

September 26, 2014

Or Why I knit socks that cost more than I would pay in a store…

When I have to buy some new summer socks anyways….or when the local mega-mart sells them for ten dollars a six pack. In one of the more well known cliches’, “Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.”

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Scamp has been apologized to, though I’m not sure I’m forgiven. When is one ever sure of forgiveness with a cat? The knitting was found in the back seat of My Other Half’s car. I may not hear the end of this, from either my other half, or Scamp. She is currently sleeping in the corner, and while ignoring me, she is behaving, momentarily. Though none of my posts are truly complete without help from Scamp.

My feet love the feeling of hand-knit socks. My feet breathe far better in my hand-knit socks. Keeping them aired-out is important. Also, they can be a simple accomplishment….most weeks, just not when you are clocking nearly sixty hours with classes. So, what really happened, and why am I not finding a quiet corner of my house when my other half isn’t home to knit the turning of the heel?

I knit two rows of the heel since I last visited, so I could work on my super-secret fantasy quilt….

Then I accepted a four day preschool class, amidst classes of my own, and more late night work on Wednesday night. If it didn’t involve homework or important stuff, I didn’t get to it this week. My other half even tried cooking most of the week and “doing laundry.” I won’t get into that now, let’s just say we need to work on that communication channel.

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So, where was I? Oh, right, socks and why I knit them, since I haven’t had time to actually knit them. I’m aware of the socks on my feet now, they’re not hand-knit. I can tell. They do their job, mostly, and slide all over, and make me wish it was pumpkin spice latte weather; well, mocha because I don’t like lattes, but you get the picture. The socks I’m wearing on this unseasonably warm day simply do not hold a candle to my favorite hand-knit socks, or any pair for that matter.

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I realize as my sister-in-law and I chatted about one of her children’s tendencies to sort her socks into left and right socks, (really, she does, and she stands by her philosophy), with hand-knit socks, there is no need for left and right socks, for the socks hug your feet however you wear them…however, both socks going through and coming out of the laundry is of great importance, especially when your feet need a hug.

than these socks….

(The shoes, on the other hand, are worth the bucks to keep me jogging, or getting back to it once the heel spurs are under control again. )

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The Next Scamp Letter

September 19, 2014

Dear Scamp,

Have you seen my knitting? I can’t find it.

Love,

Mom

Dear Mom,

What are you talking about?

Love,

Scamp

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Dear Scamp,

Any ideas where I might find my knitting?

Love,

Mom

Dear Mom,

I don’t know. And if I knew, I wouldn’t tell. I’m not the only cat here. I’ll be sleeping in my hidey-hole, please don’t bother to wake me if you need me;-). You could check with Maeve and Squib.

Love,

Scamp

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Dear Scamp,

You are the kitten that runs off with my knitting most. I wish I knew where it might be. Unless I left it at my brother’s house when I went to shoot the bow and arrow.

Love,

Mom

It’s been a busy week of school and work and learning archery and shopping and helping my little learn some archery. I think I’ll work on the doll dress I can find and check my brother’s for the knitting bag tomorrow. Otherwise, I have to check all the good hiding spots. Needless to say, I haven’t made any progress on the sock. And I still have to locate my knitting….I hope it’s not in a Scamp Hidey-Hole, unlikely though that seems. I don’t know how she fits in there. Wish me luck.

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Slightly Overwhelming Socks

September 11, 2014

What makes you start a new project? Is it the beauty you see? Or the possibilities? Or Just the need to create? I never know how to explain it. I think its a little of each, especially that need to create. But it can’t be too easy.

Take friendship bracelets, for example. Everyone told me they were easy. Everyone was making them. When I was finally shown how, I dutifully attached a safety pin to my current favorite pair of jeans, and went about tying five hundred knots over four strings. If they told me it was simply tying five hundred knots over four strings, I would have laughed and tried something harder. Instead, I knot up a few and gave up the fad, like most of the rest of the world.

I did not knit any of these. I’m simply including the photo for a visual element.

If someone had told me quilting was simply sewing a bunch of the same shapes into many of the same squares, I never would have tried it. Instead, I drew photos and transferred to paper, and am still working out design elements and creating. I enjoy it.

This evening, I went to class. It’s my Orientation to Pharmacy Tech class, and already feels too easy. I’m slightly underwhelmed. I know at points I will be slightly overwhelmed, and at some dates in the class I will likely be slightly overwhelmed and engaged, but tonight wasn’t one of them. I’m looking forward to the legal portion of the program tomorrow night. That class is engaging in that law is often slightly(if not completely) overwhelming.

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Progress on the heel flap of the sock.

I think this may be a good, but rambling explanation of what it’s like to have a form ADHD. I’ve never been diagnosed or classified, but I daydream, and engage really well when slightly overwhelmed. If anyone had told me knitting socks was knitting the same stitches over and over again in a circle for seventy or eighty stitches in multitudes of rows, I might never have picked up the double-pointed needles. But when someone said “Socks look so hard, I don’t know if I can,” and someone else said, “I was taught socks first, at six. You can do it,” I picked up the needles and the knitting bug.

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Detailed progress on the heel flap.

I’m still knitting socks, and loving it. I also seek out new patterns of socks that are much more than repeating knit and purl stitches for eighty stitches in a row. It’s slightly overwhelming. Each pair of socks has its own beauty and its own challenges and are just out of my comfort zone, as I like them to be. I promise, I’m making progress on the heel, and now I’ve found my camera again so I can show you.

Letting My “Little” Decide

September 5, 2014

The sock is on pause for a day or so. I am beginning the heel soon, perhaps tonight, but more photos of what I took photos of last week, and chatting about the heel are boring to me right now. In the meantime, I have another reason to add a project to my list, and a good reason, at least I think so. In introducing my little, Mariah, whom I borrow through the Big Brothers, Big Sisters program, to my nieces, she met Elizabeth’s sock monkey, Celeste. When Elizabeth told Mariah I made it for her, Mariah asked for one. I told her I would. I just didn’t tell her when, but the Christmas train is boarding. Apparently, I’m getting on that train.

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Elizabeth’s Sock Monkey, April 2013 post

Sure, I could just go buy her a purse design kit or bracelet-making kit, but why would I when I can teach her many of those crafts and others. Also, her family is just as likely to get them for her, as her grandma reports having hundreds of rubber band bracelets all over the house. So, why do I need to scramble for the latest and greatest, or oldest and coolest crafting kit (like a Spirograph), when I can simply knit her a sock monkey. Bonus: she’s already asked for a sock monkey.

Now, for the tough part, the yarn. Mariah likes greens, bright greens. And she must like the yellow and pink sock monkey I made for Elizabeth. Elizabeth and Jessica’s sock monkeys were knit with Deborah Norville’s Serenity Chunky yarn, which is double stranded and really full. If I recall, I needed a little over one skein to complete the entire sock monkey. I also have the stash. My stash is currently mostly blue with some red and a few pastels tossed in. I may have one skein or a ribbon yarn in a green that is close to what Mariah would like.

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Green ribbon yarn on the right is in consideration, but may not be enough to finish and it’s a little tough to get only one more skein here.

I’ve considered just picking a yarn and knitting, but nothing is saying “Use me, make me, my name will come.” If it did, I’d already have a monkey leg or two knit up and would be trying to keep the cats & dogs from using them as toys. I’ve even asked for opinions from my niece, who kind of had a suggestion, but wasn’t definite. As I continue to be indecisive, I have come to the conclusion that I am going to let Mariah decide. Next time I borrow her, after next pay day, I will take her yarn shopping and will simply either watch her while we wander yarn, or even buy it under her nose and not tell her what it’s being used for. I may even tell her I’m getting the yarn for something to make my nieces. I’m curious to see what yarn Mariah picks and will post more about that adventure later.

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Scamp(kitten), Zeus(brown puppy) snuggling up while I knit. Sure beats running across the room to take back the yarn!

In the meantime, I have homework and a sock to knit and a quilt to sew. I’ll be nearby if you need me;-).