Well, by golly, it's Sunday(or at least it was when I started this post) -- and so time for Unconscious Mutterings
- Take :: Five
- 350 :: (I cheated --- I had NOTHING, so I googled and the number one answer was this. I wonder how many people knew and thus could link it w/o the google?)
- Stand :: Tall
- Raspberry :: Vinaigrette
- Turnstile :: Beatles
- Infomercial :: irritant
- Dejected :: glum
- What’s the word? :: Qu'est-ce que sa veut dire?
- Awestruck :: Moonstruck
- Smashed :: bananas
It's also time to show some progress. I've not made a lot on Laminaria since I last posted... but I have reached the point on the Must Have Cardi's sleeves that I have to determine how to make it work to match the size Large front and size Medium back that I'm knitting to make it fit ME.
And look, ma, no miscrossed cables!
While I'm exposing progress, I thought I'd bring out my slowly growing sock. I'd started to the heel flap on Wednesday, but when I tried it on, just to be sure, I discovered that it stretched a LOT width wise, and thus shrank quite a bit in length, and would be too short to be comfortable. So, I ripped the flap back, knit a bit further on, and am now much happier with it.
This particular cable rib is soooo stretchy (or perhaps pulls in soooo much) that it feels equally snug on my wrist and my ankle. I had a brief moment during which I considered bailing on socks, and turning these into mitts. But... this is nice sock yarn; plenty soft for feets, but not soft enough for my delicate (cough) wrists. Besides, I recently had to wholly retire a pair of socks. The sock drawer is light!
And finally, it's time to unveil my truly mindless knitting. I took it out to see Inkheart yesterday, and actually knit so far that I had to tink back half a round.
Moebii are rather like lace in that they look like a wad of nothing while still on the needles. This one looks like this when you can actually see it.
I'm far enough along that I've actually measured how much yarn a round takes so that I can be sure to reserve that much plus a bit for a bind off. It worked wonderfully well in the movie though... I knit along merrily, my hands doing their thing, and keeping themselves out of the popcorn tub that the girls were diligently emptying. If I'd paid a scoche more attention, I'd have remembered to start purling at the right spot and no tinking would have been necessary. Then again, I was marvelling that Paul Bettany could look so attractive -- the last role I saw him play was Silas in the Da Vinci Code, wherein hes was suitably creepy and not at all appealing to me. Here... he reminds me of Viggo Mortensen. No wonder I got distracted.
Laminaria has not been forgotten... but I've yet to finish a full chart, so she refuses to pose for a picture. I'll see what I can do about that.