…but I did have a birthday on May 9 – whee! Pinch me, I’m 36(!) I can’t believe it either – every year that passes, I remain gobsmacked that I have not been hit by a bus or eaten by wolves. I can remember when my mother turned 40, and here I am, closer than I ever thought I’d be to turning 40 – in a good way.
I did receive some knitterly birthday presents, including a Knit This dog toy knitting kit from Target (I will knit them, Duffle will happily demolish them) and Latvian Mittens by Lizbeth Upitis, a book which I have been coveting for a good while, all due to Stephanie’s endorsement. My birthday did not include a binge at the yarn store, though I will soon be socking away on some de-stashed Meilenweit Fun and Stripes in celebration of the fabulous spring weather.
Much knitting has happened since we last saw each other. By the time you read this, I will be on Sleeve Island with the Lush sweater. That’s right, the body of my first sweater is done. Two sleeves and a turtleneck are all that remain; I’ll be sad when I’m done – you never forget your first – but the thrill of finishing will far outweigh temporary tears.
I have also been holding out on the sock front – I am almost done with the leg of Retro Rib #1 for Knit One Purl Too’s Ethnic Knitting Materials Acquisition Staff (aka my husband). This is Mountain Colors Bearfoot in Granite Peak on size 1s; any photo could not do justice to the subtle colors, but I’ll keep trying. I have not knitted with every sock yarn there is, but Bearfoot is addictive – soft, excellent color. If you’re going to spend a few months knitting a pair of socks, I highly recommend it.
As if that were not enough, these last few weeks have also been filled with big doings at Knit One Purl Too’s headquarters: our kitchen (otherwise known as the Knit One, Purl Too photo studio) is being remodeled – by us(!). That explains why my office is ably serving as a backdrop in the photos above [My desk is always that clean - it's the Monica Geller anal-retentive side of me -Ed.], and my delay in posting (it took awhile to admit that if I waited for the return of our
photo studio kitchen to its natural state, my next entry might be in September). First comes knitting at lunchtime, then knitting action photos on the desk – next, watch for a tub of my stash to sneak into a file drawer. It’s only a matter of time.