While I’m waiting on the edge of every seat I’m sitting in today to hear a-n-y breath of the first election results, I might as well confess a sin.
It wasn’t premeditated, I swear.
I was downtown Saturday night and while walking back to my car, I passed Walgreens. The devil on my shoulder said, “Hey, you know, I betcha (*wink*) they’re selling half-off Halloween candy in there.”
Did I summon the angel supposedly keeping watch on the other shoulder? The better angels of my nature, maybe? My common sense? No way, Jose.
I stepped inside, and with purpose.
I took my time perusing the wall of 50%-off candy, knowing out the gate that the Reese’s cups were coming home with me. Bidie likes the Peanut M&Ms (I’ll have a wee lookie at those, too, if forced), so I added those to the pile in my arms - two bags’ worth, to “stock up”. As if this is something we stock up on, like canned goods on sale.
And oh, the candy corn - who can leave that out, right? It’s tradition.
Needless to say, this candy then became my dinner. Yeeeeaaaaah.
The next day I could almost see the empty calories dripping from my thighs.
I ate half of the candy corn bag that first night, and I’ve made pretty good progress on the second half since then. What am I eating? A delicious mix of wax and high fructose corn syrup combined with a melange of artificial flavors - awesome.
[scurries away to eat another handful of candy corn]
In other news, Curlicue is coming along. Oh, girls, I’m so excited (girls = girls, boys, women, or men) because it’s looking and feeling so nice. Still happy with my bright pink choice, and the Blue Sky Alpacas cotton is soft and dreamy to knit with.
Pattern is easy, although I did struggle for a little while because reading the pattern literally (usually a good place to start) led me astray. There’s one bit I needed to figure out, and then everything was fine.
All of the even rows, 2-12, have a variation of knits and yarn-overs that end the same way:
Written as…
Row 2: k2tog, * knit 5, yarn over, knit 1, yarn over, knit 2, sk2p * last repeat is finished off with a ssk.
Added clarification that saved me…
Row 2: k2tog, * knit 5, yarn over, knit 1, yarn over, knit 2, sk2p * last repeat is finished off with a ssk WHICH REPLACES the final sk2p.
Yeah, I spent a lot of minutes trying to find out how to unearth three more stitches to combine into one for the sk2p double decrease (the one that was supposed to precede the final ssk single decrease). And even if I found those three stitches I’d end up with one stitch too many in the end.
After racking my brain and actually charting out the stitches in Excel [insert joke about math geek here], I realized that the last ssk doesn’t simply follow the last sk2p, but rather replaces it.
Got it now.
You’ll find the whole pattern as written by Skruddevutt here, but FYI if you want to make this blanket, keep the above clarification in mind.
The only other deviation from the pattern I’ve made is to add a 3-stitch garter border on each side along the length of the blanket because I think it ties together with the garter border as written for the top and bottom, plus I think it finishes it off nicely and thwarts any rogue attempts of stitches to curl under.
Oh, and I did down-size the needle size on this again before I cast on - I just didn’t feel it was tight enough gauge with the US 5, so now it’s at a US 3. I know the stitches will blossom upon the first wash, but I just wanted a more substantial look, and thought I’d make any other adjustments to dimensions via blocking in the end.
As it stands, I’ve used 1 of my 4 skeins, so the finished length should pan out around 32 inches. It’s 26 inches wide right now, just as planned (funny how gauge can be your friend in this way, huh?).
Now I’m cranking along on it and it’s fun and easy. I worked on it during my plane ride to Kentucky yesterday and I was chirpy the whole time. It’s a very lovable pattern.
What was that about Kentucky? Yes, Kentucky. I didn’t realize for a while that this work trip fell on Election Day, but yaaaaaiiiiis, it sure did. So the election parties (or depression-filled gatherings) around here might be a little one-sided tonight - if there are any gatherings at all. But, as Lish texted me today from Texas (that’s where her job planted her today), there’s no reason we can’t find a little place on our own later to raise a glass of bubbly from our position in the minority (as determined by our current surroundings). Oh heavens, I’m so hoping there is something wonderful to celebrate!
We shall soon see.
FYI, just polished off that bag of candy corn. I know I’m bad, but man, that’s some tasty fructose.
















