Oct 15, 2006
Sip, Sip, Knit
Okay...so we have Smirnoff Twisted Black Cherry that have been sitting in the fridge for months. I think that must have somehow affected the potency. Matty had one a couple nights ago and was talking about how he could feel it. Literally. He's not a lightweight either, so a Smirnoff drink should have done nothing.
Then I had one Friday night. Jeez...trying to knit after drinking this was like trying to walk on my hands! Very funny too. Of course, I didn't finish my Knucks that night because I was having trouble finding the stupid stitches in the first place. My hands already hurt because the yarn was a little rough (note to self: do NOT use Fortissima Socka for socks!) and the Clover circ I'm using is terrible. I mean, wool on wood needles...that's like hell on fire.
Sorry...having fun with all this. Anyways, I've forgotten how much I hate and love to knit with black yarn. It's hard to see what you're doing sometimes, but that also means your mistakes are less noticeable! SCORE! I definitely like the magic loop method better for these things. If you do any, I recommend using it.
Later, I plan on dyeing!! HURRAH! I want some acid dyes for Xmas. I want a lot of things for xmas. This time I'm trying something slightly different. I want a sort of mottled look. So I'm going to dye it with several different colors and use a spongebrush to put spots of colors on it. This will be my homage to fall and Socktober! It will be called Fall Foliage*. And then I'll use it to knit up a pair of Falling Leaves socks from Knitty. YAY SOCKS! First I have to start my aunt's slipper socks. After that I plan on doing my mom's socks...I'm still debating though. I might want to use the Hedera pattern instead of the snowflake one I got off magknits. Maybe I'll just keep that pattern to myself. :P lol I'm so stingy. Actually, I just thought it might not work with the blue? Dunno. Alright, back to my brother's (or Matty's) Knucks. 2 rows left on the first glove!
*As a kid we would go to visit family in upstate New York around late October. There was a great little hometown fair called the Fall Foliage Festival. Every year, the smell of crisp air and crackling leaves brings the taste of cider to my tongue and memories of this childhood tradition back to me. :)