July 04, 2009

A dirty Alley, some duck weed, and the callie.


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Days on a film set run together. One day, we will be shooting in a dirty alley, the next day we will be filming a wedding scene in the park.  At the end of the week, I can’t remember which day I was where, and all I remember at all about the location is how that location's crisis shaped that specific day. 

When we finished filming at the alley, the owner of the alley tried to hit me for more money to clean up his alley for him.  Bear in mind, that all the garbage you see in this alley was in there to begin with and we took all of our prop garbage out of the  alley with us.  We also removed a dumpster out of the alley for the owner and cleaned out the section of the alley that we were filming in.

In the case of the wedding, for three days before the wedding, most of my waking hours were spent trying to figure out how to get rid of duckweed that was carpeting the lake that was serving as the picturesque backdrop for our wedding scene.  The short answer is that there is no easy way to get rid of duck weed.  In the end, we ended up having to bring in large fans and blow the duck weed out in between takes.  It all worked out, and they got their shot, but the three days leading up to it made my stomach hurt.

When the weekend comes, all I want to do is sleep.  I knit a little, not much, but the great thing about knitting is even when I think I am not knitting, I still make progress.  Last week was a Hitchcock marathon on TCM.  Somewhere between “Rebecca” and the “The Man Who Knew to Much” I finished the budding lace section of my swallowtail.  Today, I sat out on my stoop and I worked on the callie.  I am working on the second sleep, which seem miraculous because I don’t even remember knitting the first sleeve.  Must have been during Psycho?

VIEW PICTURES OF CALLIE CARDIGAN AT YOUR OWN RISK

(disclaimer: blogger can not be responsible for any shock or discomfort that you may experience from looking at overtired, overworked dirty haired knitter)
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I have been fantasizing about 4th of July for three weeks now. 

I love, love, love three day weekends, because it means I actually, get a real day off. Most weekends I sleep most of the day on Saturday, and when I am not sleeping I am either in bed or on the couch knitting.  On Sunday I spend half the day running errands and the other half the day working.  I worked a little yesterday, and I will work a little tomorrow, but I took today off.  DH and I actually left the house together today.  We went to lunch in Chinatown and then we hit the bookstore.  “More books on Geo Politics for him, and more books on knitting for me.” I bought “Sock Innovation, Interweave, and Knit 1.”  I usually don’t splurge on magazines anymore, but I was feeling my independence.

On that same note, I am going to practice my rights as a free citizen of the United States, and go back to my couch, my color tv, my doritos, my callie, and my diet coke.

Happy 4th, ya'll.

June 21, 2009

Here comes the Rain Again

“Wet June makes us Seattle on the Hudson!” – Daily News 6/16/09

And it just keeps coming.  The sun will peak out, and then the rain will come crashing down again.  Most mornings, I wake up to this:

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Actually, this was taken on one of the rare mornings where I didn't have to be on set before seven.  Usually I am driving through this mess around 4am when it's dark, cold, and rainy.  And not just rainy, it's been downright but torrential.

Even my traffic knitting, which was one of the few things keeping me grounded, has taken a nose dive.  The last few weeks have been tough, I have to admit.  When most of your days are spent outside, and the outside is cold and wet it's hard to stay positive.  Admittedly, it's not January and it's not snowing.

It's just damp and chilly. 

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June 07, 2009

A little more retail therapy

A little more retail therapy. 

Last week was brutal.  Long hours, schedule changes, bad weather, and quite a few unforeseen circumstances.

My mantra all week was “Just get to Friday”.  If you can get to Friday, you can get through the rest of the job.

The thing about working in film is that the days are so long and full, by the time Friday rolls around you have forgotten what Monday’s problems were about.

Highlights of the week were as follows:

  1. The storefront we had rented had a water pipe burst and flooded our dressed set.  Thankfully, we  aren't shooting in the storefront for another week.
  2. Another film was filming in the same warehouse we were in on Friday, and we were all competing for the same parking. 
  3. Rush to get potholes filled by by DOT.
  4. And more than a number of wacky events with my staff, that I just can't blog about.  What I will say, "Is that when we tell you to come join us at the circus," we aren't kidding. Working in film is like working with carnies. 

Despite all the insanity, I was holding it all together, until I noticed on Thursday night, that beloved Mr. G. was missing.  The sweater was not in the house, or in the car and it was huge wake up call that I needed to slow down.  I can find another job, but re-knitting THAT sweater is not an option. 

The last time I had been wearing the sweater was last weekend when I was shopping in Atlas Park.

Both my assistant & I had worked last weekend.  On Saturday, we had decided that after we looked at the parking for the follow week,  we would take a few hours off and go shopping.  Okay, as much as I complain about my job one of the very cool things about what I do is I am always discovering new places.  Last weekend, I discovered Atlas Park.  Umm, I know as a New Yorker, I am supposed to want to shop at Macy’s, Bloomindales and down in SoHo, but I gotta tell you I hate shopping in Manhattan.

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My favorite place to shop is Eisenhower Plaza in Macon, GA on a weekday, in the morning.   People are friendly, parking is easy and it has a Target, Staples, Old Navy and Michael’s.  What more do you need? I have also become a big fan the last few years of ordering online, because I can’t stand waiting in line.  I get irritable, and have known (like I did yesterday at Staple’s) to yell out, “Why the ---- isn’t there another counter open?”

Anyway, Atlas Park, is a wonderful place to go if you are craving the suburbs.  The mall has a Borders Bookstore, a Steinmart, some overpriced pretty stores, and an Amish Market.  It felt like shopping in the Hamptons or in Boca. 

And thankfully, I left my beloved Mr. G. at the Steinmart.  So yesterday, I made my way once again to Atlas Park.  I am not sure why mall shopping has such a soothing affect and city shopping sends me right over the edge, but $300 later I felt a lot better.

My purchases were as follows:

  1.  Six cute tee-shirts
  2.  a new king size dog bed for Beanie.  It takes out even more of the bedroom floor, but she really seems to like it, (pix to follow).
  3. Five books: two poli-sci for Dennis (something about the end of times), two historical romance novels for me (calgon, take me away), and the new Wendy toe up book (but, you already guest that didn't you:)
  4. Two  “girlie” umbrellas for myself and my assistant because we spent way too much time in the rain last week. 


After the mall, I went home and took a nap.  I spent the rest of the night on the couch knitting. This morning, the dogs and are enjoying a quiet morning on the stoop, not knitting, but I knitted a lot yesterday and I am trying not to work this weekend.  It’s hard because there is so much to do, but my brain has hit that foggy place, that feels a lot like coming down off of acid, and I know the only cure for it is some much needed down time.  I have been also been hitting the caffeine and sugar too hard.

Since Christmas, I have lost about 20lbs, and it has felt really good to be back in size 12.  As much as I hate the weight gain from a visual stand point, what I really hate is carrying extra weight around, when so much of my job is physical. 

Anyway, I have been eating a lot of crap this week, and I know I can’t afford to put the weight back on.  Never mind the fact that I bought all new summer clothes in a size 12 and last summer I was hovering between a 14-16.  Yikes.

As for knitting, I started the first sleeve on the callie.  The callie is both tedious and soothing.  I have worked on it very little the last few weeks, so it’s kind of great that it’s a really simple pattern and I can pick it up at any time and not have to think to hard about where I left off.  The down side is it doesn’t take me out of myself the way a more complicated pattern would. 

As much as I want to cast on something new, I have decided to wait until next weekend.  As for my wacky BQE socks, they are also coming along, but they look a little weird.  I am not crazy about them, but the size is good, so even if they look weird they will be great to wear as sleeping socks.  I also really like how the heel turned out. But more on that later.

May 26, 2009

Knitting over Memorial Day

Knitting Over Memorial Day

Sometimes my life gets too busy, and it’s really impossible for me to blog and then when I finally have a few minutes to blog, I really don’t know where to start. I don’t feel like talking about work, and I’m not really knitting enough to talk about my knitting. 

I am still plugging away on the callie cardigan, and I have a pair of socks in my glove box, that I have lovingly refered to as my BQE socks.

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 The BQE is the expressway that runs from Brooklyn to Queens and the entire time I have lived here part of it has been under construction.  As much as I don’t like traffic, I have to admit that you can get a lot of knitting done in bad traffic.
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For the last few weeks, I have been slammed at work.  Although, my schedule leaves me with very little time to knit, the desire to knit and the longing doesn’t go away.  In fact, when I finally have a little time to myself, I start to think how nice it would be to start a new project, and how wonderful it would be to work with new yarn.  "So what, that I bought $200 worth of yarn at Maryland," and "Who cares, that haven’t knit up all the yarn I bought at Rhinebeck." 

I work a million hours, "Come on already, I want need, deserve and must have more yarn."

In my head, I am knitting another Clapotis, and I started the Lisle.

For the Clapotis, I bought some Noro Silk Garden Lite at the Webs close out sale.  It was reduced to $6.50 a ball.  It ended up being around $44.  This will be my third clapotis.  I just checked Ravely and to date there are 11,348 in the works.  Wow.  I also know that for a fact, there are at least 3 other Clapotis in my colorway.   Although, this almost has a off the rack feel to it, I think in this situation I can stomach the redundancy.

Here is a picture of my original clapotis, I wore it every day for a year. 

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I left it in my house in Macon last spring, and when I went to look for it last fall, I couldn't find it anywhere.  I spent hours looking to no avail.  I think one of the girls that was staying in my house last year took it.  It’s upsetting, which is why when I saw the silk garden lite on sale I decided it was time to let go and replace my beloved Clapotis.

My other clapotis is also made with Noro, but it's an Aran weight. It get lots of compliments,and although, most knitters know that it’s the yarn doing all the work, non-knitters always look at projects made with Noro with awe. 

I first heard about the liesl. on CAST ON a few weeks back, and like, the knitting groupie that I am, within a week of hearing about it, I was ordering yarn and downloading the pattern.  I also ordered a new set of needles from knitpicks.  I think there are only 749 of these in the works, so with any luck I can be one of the first 1,500 to make one of these babies.

"Ah, to be on the beginning side of a trend for a change."

I haven't made it to knit night in about a month, and I really miss my girls.  We managed to get together on Memorial Day, and here are a couple pix.

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Grace with her cool summer hat and some noro (see:)

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Sarah in her fabulous feather and fan skirt.

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and Frankie Pom-Pom licking his chops after being fed some cheese that fell on the ground. 

May 09, 2009

A Week Later

It’s 6:30am on rainy Saturday, I am drinking iced coffee and although I desperately want to blog about my trip to Maryland, when I turned on my laptop this morning, I was immediately sucked into the show I am working on.  Ughh!

I can’t believe it’s been a week since Maryland. I bought a lot of really great stuff at Maryland, but it was kinda like buying a really cute bathing suit in the middle of winter.  It’s hard to get too excited about my purchases, because it will be months before I really get an opportunity to play with any of them. 

The good news is I finally got past the yoke in my callie, and now it looks like a sweater.  I have been so distracted the last few weeks that I was afraid I was going to spend the entire summer re-working the yoke.  It turns out that the long bus trip to Maryland was just the ticket for getting the yoke finished.

Okay, I better back up here….

I went to the Maryland Sheep and Wool festival on the bus that my friend Eve chartered.  I have to admit whenever I get on one of these busses my immediate fear is that I am going to be kidnapped, forced to don a polyester pantsuit, and be chained to a slot machine. Once I get past this initial fear, I fall in love with the bus. 

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Four hours of uninterrupted knitting, AND I don’t have to leave the bus to go to the bathroom AND my friend Jim kept giving me snacks.  It was also great, because I got to catch up with my friend Martha, who I never get to see and my friend Eve, who I see all the time.

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(Eve & Martha)

I met Eve & Martha when I first got into spinning, so about 7 years ago.  I remember when I met them how grown up they both seemed to me.  Eve is a little older than me, but Martha and I are about the same age, but when I first met them I was coming out of my party days. More than anything I wanted a home, a baby, and to get out of the bar scene.  Basically, I just wanted to be an adult.  I loved both of these women because they were adults.  They have interesting careers, and a family life.

Now seven years later, I feel like a grown up, too.  I still don’t have kids, and my home is 14 hours away.  Hmm, it must be the mortgage that’s making me feel like a grown up, that and the cellulite.  Oh, and I have a career.  A career that gets me up at five in the morning muttering to myself, but whatever.

In any case, shopping with them was pretty great.  I got pie eyed a few times, but for the most part I was conservative in my shopping and really tried to buy with projects in mind.  I bought three different pairs of sock yarn, which is good because I tend to always find uses for it.  I also bought enough wool to make a sweater and I bought some fiber.

I also wore my Mr. Greenjeans sweater, AND I got lots of compliments on it.  This made me very happy, because, as you know, I loved working on Mr. G.  The best compliment I got was from Diane at the Creatively Dyed yarn booth.   Her booth was jammed, and on our way out o the festival I had decided that my last purchase would be some of her fiber.  When she was ringing me up, she complimented me on the sweater and how lovely it was.

I told her it should be lovely it was her yarn!  This made her very happy, and it made me very happy and we took a few minutes for a photo op☺

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April 26, 2009

knitting backwards

I got a lot of really sweet and funny emails, ravelry messages, and posts the last few weeks regarding my health.  Thanks you guys☺

I really appreciate all the checking in.  It helped a lot.  It was like having my own estrogen cheerleading team.

The surgery went very well, and as it turns out the anesthesiologist was extremely cute.  Admittedly, the operating room also looked like the set of ER, so I am sure the drugs had something to do with my attraction to him.  "Okay, full disclosure, I think I even tried to flirt with him a little as I was coming to."

I went in on Tuesday afternoon and was back to work Wednesday by 10am.  The hardest part of the entire process was getting up on Tuesday morning and having to go to work without coffee. 

Okay, I admit it, I might be slightly addicted to caffeine.  I swear it’s on my list of things to deal with.  Granted it, it’s pretty far down on my list, but it’s on the list.

Um, let’s see on the top of the list, lose 50lbs by Memorial Day, near the bottom of the list, quit caffeine, and read “War & Peace.”

The Monday, before my surgery I started a new show.  In a perfect world, it would have been great to take a few days off, but that wasn’t an option, and thankfully I felt pretty good the first week after my surgery.  I’m not sure why but it was the second week where the pain kicked in.  I felt really sore all of last week, and I was terrified I was getting an infection, or that something was horribly wrong. 

Thankfully, by the weekend I was feeling much better.  I go in for a check up tomorrow, fingers and toes crossed everything is back to normal BECAUSE I can’t afford to take any time off from work. 

If you have been reading my blog for awhile, you have probably noticed that I don’t blog very much about the film industry. Part of this is because I tend to compartmentalize, and for me my life is a knitter is my escape from work.  The other reason, I don’t write about work is because on most shows everyone has to sign a confidentiality agreement. 

What I will say about working in film is that it’s extremely time consuming.  My knitting turnout the last couple weeks has been dismal.  In fact, dismal doesn’t even come close to describing what has been going on.  I have two projects on the needles right now. 

The first project is a pair of toe up socks.  I am making the socks with oddballs and I am not even trying to match up the socks, but still I have had to rip back a few times. 

As a general rule, I am not to crazy about short rows.  In my search to avoid short rows, I found Fleegle.  Due to my total lack of concentration, I haven’t been able to really start her heel.  Umm, in fact I had to re-work the gusset twice.  Once, because I forgot that the gusset goes on the back of  the sock, and a second time because I screwed up and somehow ended up with the wrong stitch count on the top of the sock. 

If I can ever get to the heel turn, she has a section on knitting backwards to avoid holes, but since I have taken on knitting backwards as a life style and not a technique, I am not really sure if I will ever get to the heel. 

My other project is the callie cardigan.

Top down cardigans are really very easy to knit.  It’s all stockinette, with increases every row.  I picked this project to work on this summer, because it is a SIMPLE project, but alas apparently not simple enough.

After ripping back about 3 times, yesterday, I frogged the sweater, and started over from the beginning.  I decided that my new rule is that every time I pick up the sweater I have to re-check my stitch count.  After making this rule, I worked two more rows and noticed that the count was off again, and decided that my new, new rule is to count every row.  Hah, we will see how long that lasts!

Sigh. 

Oh, and since I haven't been knitting or spinning I have nothing new to show you.  I did, however, stumble upon this a few weeks ago when I was scouting.  

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Okay, what's wrong with this picture?

April 11, 2009

Hello Gorgegous.......

 I am writing to you today on my brand new laptop.  I haven’t named her yet, but I did buy her a pink case.  Any excuse to accessorize.

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 The last couple weeks have totally crazy.  I start a new show on Monday, and on Tuesday afternoon, I have to go to the hospital for  “Big Girl Surgery.”  Okay, I can’t take credit for the term big girl surgery.  I am stealing it from my friend Sarah, but it so much better than the phrase D&C.

I like to think of myself suiting up on Tuesday, for this very adult act.  Maybe I will wear heels or put on red lipstick.  When I was in Macon, I had the most gorgeous gynecologist (Dr. Carlton). He looked like he had walked off the set of “Grey’s Anatomy.”  I loved getting into the stirrups, when he was my doctor. 

I wish he was performing my D&C “Big Girl Surgery.”  Alas, my new doctor is very nice, but not McYummy. 

I also love how everyone describes a “D&C” to me.    It’s like a termination minus the fetus.  Also did you know that in our politically correct society, the term abortion is gone?  


Anyway, I digress.  I felt great last week, I was starting to think I had imagined my pelvic pain, and maybe it was all in my head.  Work was fun, I was out scouting houses and I was driving around in my rental car.  At traffic lights, I even spun a little.

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Thankfully, by Monday morning the cramps kicked back in.  I have spent the last five days in “Crampitude.”  It sucks, but at least I am back in reality.  I worked Monday and Tuesday, which wasn’t easy.  By Tuesday afternoon, I was just dying to get into bed with a heating pad, and as luck would have it, I was able to.

My other show found someone to replace me, and the new show doesn’t start until  Monday. With five days off, I decided it was high time to buy and set up a new computer.  I have wanted to buy a new laptop for over a year now, but I have also been stalling because a) it's expensive, and b) I have been dreading the file transfers.  Last year,  I had to replace my hard drive on my old computer and it took three days to get everything back online, and I ended up losing some programs that I really liked.   

Thankfully, for the most part the transfer from my old laptop to new laptop was pretty uneventful.  The only program I had problems with was my mail program.  It took me about 4 hours with tech support to get it ironed out.   Everything else transferred right over.  In fact, when I started up my new laptop all my files were right where they left them, along with the screen-saver of Frankie Pom-Pom.  It was like having a brighter shinier version of the same old computer.  The only thing that is missing is the grinding noise when the computer is on longer than an hour, and when this computer falls asleep, I can just hit a key to wake it up.  With my old computer, I had to pick it up to shake it to wake it up. 

Oh wait.......

The knitting:

I started the Callie Cardigan with some really old stash I got from school products. It’s a cotton cashmere blend.  I originally made a really nice shawl out of it, but I never wore it.  I haven’t unraveled it yet, because even without unraveling I had still had about 600 yards left on "a gigantic cone."

I originally dusted off the yarn to make the hourglass sweater, but for the life of me I couldn’t get gauge, but I loved the look and feel of my swatch.  I spent several obsessive hours of searching sweater patterns before I found the Callie.  Although, I have never made anything of cosmicpluto's, I have read her blog for several years now.   There is something very down to earth and likable about her, so I decided to give the callie a try. 

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I am also closing in on the lucky cowl that Frankie modeled a few weeks back.  I have about two hours left on it. 

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On the F.O. end I finished this last week.  I am really proud of this scarf.  I spun the yarn about two years ago.  I didn’t like the color, but with a little overdying, poof brand new pretty yarn. 

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March 29, 2009

Beautiful Things

Sometimes, I feel hung over from my blog entries, especially if the previous blog entry has been really personal. 

I feel the need to post immediately, and put some distance between myself and whatever emotions I was having the week before. 

Typically, there is falseness to the entry that follows a very personal entry.  Some pretty pictures, a cheerful outlook, an enlightened attitude.

Like, "Gee, I know I felt like shit last week, and dumped whole bunch of crap in my post, but I feel so much better now:)".

So here is my very cheerful post about "Beautiful Things."

1.  Eve's Sweater

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My friend Eve is a knitting genius.  She reads my blog, so I am sure I am going to get some s--t about this later, but I DON'T CARE.  Not only did she knit the sweater, and embroider the flowers, but she also designed it.

 I'm not exactly sure when Eve entered my life (maybe 5 or 6 years ago?), but she is always a source of inspiration.  I LOVED watching Eve work on this sweater.  Usually, she flies through her projects, and I don't really get to watch the process. This is the longest I have seen her work on anything, except for maybe the polwarth.

Umm, on my end I am just really glad she let's me hang out with her.

2. Fiber from Giffordables

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I ordered this fiber from Giffordables on Sunday night.  It arrived very early on Tuesday morning.  I was experiencing what I now lovingly refer to as "Crampitude."   A few minutes of fiber fondling, and I felt better. FIBER THERAPY, I know I am on to something. 

In addition, to sending me the fiber I ordered, Susan also included two samples (the burnt orange and the midnight blue)  How cool is that?

3.  Clasps from Beverly's Trimmings.

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Since this post is my light, cheery, happy, spring post.  I AM NOT GOING TO GO ON A RANT ABOUT NORWEGIAN CLASPS or the vendors that sell them on the internet.

Instead, I am going to bask in the glow of my finished sweater:)  And spin some pretty yarn.

March 16, 2009

Minor Repairs

I think one of the things I like most about knitting is that I can control it. 

My knitting is fixable.    I drop a stitch, I can pick it up.  If that doesn't work, I can rip back.  If ripping back doesn't work, I can unravel, and re-cast on.  There are options, and most knitting mistakes can be fixed.

Last week was sucked.  I couldn't bring myself to blog about it, when I was in it.  Sometimes I can, but a lot of times I need some time work through it. 

Last week started out with a death of an old friend.  My friend's name was Lys.  She was 44, and very overweight.  We met when I was 26, and she was the first location manager I ever worked for.  The first moved I ever did locations on was in 1995.  The movie was "Basquiat." I made $400 a week, including kit rental on my computer, and I worked 16 hour days.  The job was brutal, but Lys assured me that it was a jumping off point, and the with each job I did, I would make more money.  I worked with Lys on thee movies, and one television show.  Over the years, we drifted apart.  I drank a lot when I knew her.  If I followed the AA program the way it was written, I would owe her an amends.

But I don't follow the AA program the way it's written, I work my own version, which means on Wednesday, I cast on for a cowl with handspun, and cried silently while I was knitting it. 

If you have been reading my blog for awhile you will remember some of my remarks last year about "female trouble."   The last few months, my periods have been brutal, and by Thursday I was in such horrible pain that I was thinking maybe being dead wasn't so bad.

Okay, I know that's "not a cool" thing to say.

In the morning, I took 2 advil, and a 1/2 hour later, I took 2 more advil, and about an hour later I took 2 more advil.  In addition to the cramps, I had had some other "issues" that had sent my to the gynecologist the week before.  I have been through this before so I knew the mature thing to do would be not to go out and buy a bottle of red wine, but to call the doctor and see if she could prescribe me something since six Advil later, I was still in a lot of pain.   I called her office from 9am until about 7pm, I left four messages, and each time I called, the receptionist complained that she couldn't get the doctor on the phone because they were too busy.  Finally at 8pm, the receptionist told me that if I was having such bad cramps that the 10 advil, I had taken during the course  of the day weren't working, I should go to the emergency room. 

This made me furious.  As a general rule, I am not crazy about doctors.  I never get sick, so when I do it feels like a weakness on my part.  After taking 10 deep breaths, I made a list of a new set of doctors to call and decided that in the long run it was better to find this out now.

My cramps were a little better by Friday, I still spent a lot of the day in the bed, but I was able to knit, and by Friday night I was even spinning a little.  My wheel has been acting weird for weeks now.  It's been rocking a little and the tension seemed to change unexpectedly.  It was driving me nuts, but for the life of me I couldn't figure out how much of it was me and my lack of technique, or how much of it was the wheel.

As it turns out, it was the wheel.  Hah!  Okay, I am sure some of it was me, but the wheel's crank case was broken.  The fabricated metal had broken in three pieces. 

Although, I was feeling a little gun shy about calling people after the whole gyno fiasco, I decided to be very brave, and I called Woolly Designs.  It was 10pm on a Friday night, but Tracy from Woolly Designs acted like he was happy to hear from me.  Why can't he be my gynecologist?

He walked me through the repair, and even sent me a picture of JB Weld.

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 As I talked to Tracy, a calm came over me.  I knew if the JB Weld didn't work, I could buy a new wheel.  I also felt better knowing that this was a problem that could be FIXED.  There was a solution, in fact there were several solutions. 

That same night, I watched as my dog Bean scoured the apartment looking for some grass to eat.  Bean and I have been together for 13 years, and I can read her like a book.  DH took her outside, and sure enough she went straight to the grass next to the tree by our apartment.  She ate about  3 servings of it, and then came back inside slept for a half hour and then puked all over the apartment. 

The next day, she was fine. 

Some things in life are easy to fix.  Some things aren't. 

This morning I put my wheel back together and plied a bobbin.

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For those of you who aren't familiar with the crank case on a Majacraft Suzi, here is a picture of what I am talking about.  This is "one" movable part, and it is suppose to stay "one" movable part, mine broke into three separate pieces, and the break was so clean, it was hard to tell what was going on.  

I still want a new wheel, but I love my wheel, and am not ready to retire her.

I am going to a new doctor today at 2:30pm.

I have my list together.   I have put three !!! next to the words severe cramping.   For my own reference, I have also put the words "couldn't knit for two days" as a reminder. 

(Mr. Pom modeling the handspun cowl)
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February 25, 2009

Oops, I did it again.....

A big part of my knitting life is my Wednesday night Stitch and Bitch.  At least once a week, we get together and share our knitting.   A few weeks back my friend Laura gave Grace, a Sunrise Circle jacket she had made.  Grace was thrilled with the gift.  Later she told me that receiving the gift had made her realize something about herself.  She was a "project"  knitter. 

Here is my lovely friend grace, modeling her latest project. 

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I am not sure who coined the two schools of knitters "Project and Process", but in case you have been living under a rock, here is the theory behind both.

A project, sometimes called product knitter,  is a person that sees a finished object and knows that they want it.  They are goal oriented. They know which colors look good on them.  If they learn something while they are knitting a project, that's wonderful but not really important. 

"I made this sweater because I knew the style would accentuate my bust line, and detract from my hips."

A process knitter is someone who chooses to knit something based on what they might pick up along the way.  They like challenge of learning a new technique.  They will pick patterns based on the challenge of the project. 

"I made this sweater because I really wanted to try my hand at intarsia."

Project knitters have lots of FO's, process knitters know lots of different types of cast ons.   Most of us are a combination of both, myself included.  There are some styles of knitting, like intarsia and entralac that I think are really fun to look at but I know I won't wear, so I don't bother learning.  Then there are other styles of knitting,  that I absolutely I can't help but make like lace shawls, even though they don't really fit into my every day life. 

If you have been reading my blog for awhile, you know that my taste in knitting are somewhat "pop culture bubble gum."  I have made two clapotis, the February Lady sweater, a flower basket shawl, and the kaylees.  My taste in both yarn and patterns is very trendy.  I say this unapologetically.   Sometimes, I will try a yarn out, like kid silk haze, just because all the other kids are using it, and if 2500 knitters to date have made monkey socks, I will make them just to see what the fuss is. 

As for the argument of project versus process, I am somewhere in between, but in a brief moment of clarity last week, I realized that more often than not, what's shapes my knitting the most are my mistakes.

Although, I wear a lot of my handknits, I am not really that attached to them.  I tend to be most in love with a project while I am knitting it.  Once it's finished, I like Don Juan, I am on to the next conquest.  In knitting memory it's not the yarn or the pattern that shapes how I feel about a finished project, it's how I f--ked up, and then how I averted disaster and saved said project. 

When I made my second clapotis, I kept knitting and knitting at it got wider and wider.  I ended up having to rip back an entire skein.  That was not the amazing part, the amazing part was I had unraveled the dropped stitches to see how wide the clapotis was (it was about 2 feet wide), so in addition to having to rip back, I ended up picking up 10 dropped stitches from 50 rows back. A lot of other knitters in this position, would of frogged the whole thing and started over.  Not me, refused to let the Clapotis get the best of me.  It can be done! 

When I made the kaylees, I was knitting on two circulars.  I was at the doctor's office, and one of the needles broke.  With only one needle to work with, I immediately learned magic loop. Now, I magic loop everything. 

With the secret of the stole, I used crochet thread for life lines.  Here is the kicker, the crochet thread was thicker than the laceweight yarn I was using so it created a run in the fabric. It blocked out, but since that time I have had a dire fear of lifelines.

With almost every project I have loved, there is a story involved.  Sure there are a couple of F.O.'s in my closet where they got knitted up without a glitch, but I don't recall much about the process of knitting them.  They are nameless one night stands. 

My latest conquest are the lacy socks.  Several weeks back I posted a lovely picture of one of the completed socks.  As I said, after the kaylee fiasco, I tend to be a magic loop kind of girl, but for the most part I am still not quite coordinated enough to knit two socks on one needle.  The yarn gets  tangled up, I pick up from the other ball and knit the socks together, I forget where I am in the pattern, uggh.

 To compensate for this lack of skill, I usually magic loop one sock on one needle and magic loop another sock on another needle.  I will trade off from time to time, so they get finished within hours of each other.  For the last few years, I have been knitting toe up.  When I made the lacy sock, I broke with all these rules.

Many knitters that I know and love, knit top down, on DP's and one sock at a time.  About three hours into knitting my first sock, I traded in my dp's for a circular but I stayed with the one sock rule.  I finished to sock in record time, and cast on the second sock.   Let me get honest here, my first sock was a little wonky.  He was baggy around the heel and I had shortened the toe length so that he would stretch out when I was wearing him and fit correctly.  On the foot, he looked fine.  Off the foot, the sock looked like a stocking for an elf. 

I worked on the second sock, but noticed that skein was disappearing at an alarming rate.  I looked at the project page on Ravelry and read what other knitters had to say about the socks.  Most finished with one skein.   I had my friend Eve look at my vanishing skein, she seemed to think there was enough.  I worked another day on the socks, all along knowing that sooner or later, I would end up unraveling the first sock and shortening the calf length. 

To do this, I would also have to rip back the heel and about 10 rows on the second sock.  It took me about 3 days to make the decision to rip back.   When I finally ripped back, I also discovered I had made a mistake about 3 inches into knitting the leg of the first sock, so I ended up having to rip back an additional 3 inches of knitting.  This project, that three days before had been an afterthought project now was consuming all my knitting time.  It was the weekend so there was a lot of it. 

I worked both socks until the heel turn on size ones.  As I mentioned earlier, the first sock had been a little bag around the ankle, so I shortened the heel, and I also decided to work the remainder of the foot on size O's.   Once both heels were turned I immediately put both socks onto one long circular.

Three months for now, if you ask me about this project, here is what I will say:

"Oh yah, that's the project were I learned to ALWAYS DIVIDE MY YARN, AND WORK BOTH SOCKS AT THE SAME TIME.  I also learned that to use size o's for the foot, and size ones for the calf. 

And I that I am "Mistake knitter" it's my mistakes that shape me. 

Here is a picture of my latest knitting disaster project. 

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For some reason, it's a lot harder to try on socks top down, two at a time on magic loop, but you get the idea.  Unless, something bad happens (like I run out of yarn), they will be done soon.

And here are my next pair of socks, carefully divided, so the next time the urge to cast on happens I will be ready.

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