18 Jun 2008
You mean my car needs oil to run?
Posted by amy under WIP
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Giving myself a gold star - I’m happy to report that I’ve made significant progress since my last post in getting into the spirit of collaboration with my knitting. I have 6 whole friends on Ravelry now - 6! and counting. People are so nice. Which isn’t surprising, it’s just…nice. Anyway, I’m out of my junior high funk, I think, and that can only be good.
So I got up this morning and felt groggy and lethargic - pretty much par for the course. But I chose my Periwinkle Turtleneck from the closet, and suddenly things were looking up. I whipped myself together and headed out to an appointment, which was a refreshing departure from the usual route to work. Unfortunately, that’s where the fun stopped - or my car stopped, more like. Was thisclose to making it to my appointment when she started making a weird rattly noise and said, “yeah, that’s enough for me today”, so I rolled slowly into the median. Waited over an hour for freaking AAA to drop the ball multiple times getting a tow truck to me - all while I was stuck on the highway off-ramp to a major bridge in a major metro area - but what’s the rush? Somebody eventually showed up to tow me, but by then my car was more in the mood to cooperate when I turned over the engine, and she and I beelined it for the shop without the help of Mr. Late-to-the-Party tow guy. I think the poor car overheated. It might be a teensy problem that I haven’t changed the oil or topped up any fluids for over 7,000 miles. Oops. What can I say? I’d rather be doing other things, so I procrastinate. I’ll pay for it now.
But the real pisser is that I don’t have my knitting with me.
I almost always throw my knitting in the car with me. Just in case. But today, in my rush, I left it by the nightstand, where I lovingly laid it down last night. I can just see it there, all curled up and missing me.
I also left my computer charger and phone charger at home, which I pretty much never do. I was too high on Periwinkle this morning to think straight.
So. Now I’m in the coffee shop across from the garage, working on my limited battery life, hoping the fix will be cheap - like, “just topped up your radiator fluid, ma’am…what do you owe me? Oh, you know what, this one’s on me - this fluid is really just tap water anyway”.
Back on Planet Earth - let’s focus on happy, real things. I am truly loving my Airy Wrap-Around Sweater. I know I posted earlier about losing my mojo with it very early on after cast-off, and it did take a while to push past that. This is by no means a difficult knit (so far), but I humbly admit I had a few troubles lining up my yarn-overs in the first couple of rows, which resulted in a couple of frogged attempts of a start. The lacy light-weight open-air stitches had me all confused, as pretty as they are. I was struggling to figure out which stitch to yarn-over before based on counting stitches from the end. Not a bad method, but a better method is just knowing what stitch you’re looking for as a trigger. But Amy, you say, aren’t these stitches marked, as instructed in the pattern? Yes, friend, yes they are. But this didn’t help with my confusion. I still couldn’t tell for sure, based on the marker still in the cast-on row, whether the marked stitch was this one or the one just to the right.
Once I did a few rows I realized that it was plain as day which stitch was The One before and after which to yarn over. Hello! It’s the stitch that’s actually a stitch. Forget the marker; you’ll see the knit stitch pop out because it’s the one with big holes (from the yarn over below) on both sides. Knit the “string-stitch” prior to the lone knit stitch, then yarn over, then knit the stitch, then yarn-over again, and knit the next string-stitch. Continue knitting until the next hole.
I know this is elementary, and now it seems very easy just to do what the pattern says in plain knitting-English, but so it goes. I’m learning. I won’t be scared of yarn-overs in the future, simple as that. The whole point of having a blog is admitting you’re not perfect and sharing your silly (or not-so) mistakes. Right? That and venting about bad days and squealing giddily about good ones. And trying to find the version of a photo wearing your FO that hides the fat roll in creeping around your mid-section. Maybe that last part was TMI, but there you go.
Here’s my Airy baby so far. And yes, I did poach the color that Stefanie used on the model in the book (just like I did with my Periwinkle - I know, I know). I actually do have the ability to be creative and think for myself, but I’m trying hard to branch out of what I’d pick (first thought is always black, and lately my go-to colors for everything have been blue and pink, so shades of purple have been my latest target). Next up will be green, I think, but I digress.
I really do like this project, now that I’m cranking on it. It’s soft and light and magical. I keep laying it over my shoulders to see if I can picture yet how fabulous it will look and feel. Along with that, I have visions of myself sashaying around in it, accepting compliments left and right - but again, that may be TMI.
More soon. The shop just called to tell me that the thermostat wasn’t working and that it needed to be replaced ($139) before they could continue on with further diagnostics ($110 for that already). Oh, and “ma’am, there was very little oil” in the car, so they’ll need to fill ‘er up. Oops.




















