Er . . . Hello, Again.

I will make no excuses, except to say that in the past I had a job that required me to be in front of a computer for hours on end, and that I have not had that job for some time. (*Good* thing.)

Decided to take some time to figure out what I wanted to do when I grew up (though that moment *must* be long since past, mustn't it?), I further decided that for a while I would do nothing that I did not wish to do while I was doing it, but that I would definately make the effort to keep blogging, as I enjoyed it so well.

Well!

During the first week of the new regime, I was so busy with other things, and being not constantly in front of a computer, no blogging.

And somehow, what with this and that . . . the ill-advised purchase of a Playstation 2 (TOOL OF THE DEVIL!), Harry Potter (last opportunity to fully enjoy the first six before embarking on the last), Big Love (who knew?), Jane Austen, traveling, new computer that I *cannot* understand, and who recalls what else . . .

After a while, what can I say, but most times I forgot I had a blog at all.

Well you may wonder.

When I was knitting, I did think about it quite a lot, missed it and you, and as I finished projects and started new ones, I mentally composed many and long blog entries. Which, as you know, were never posted.

EZ insists that one may read and knit at the same time (which may be true if one's book lays flat), but I am near certain that *I* at least cannot simultaneously knit and blog.

&c.

But something happened yesterday that determined me finally to write.




Unfortunately, I can't seem to get a good photo of the whole of it. Bigger than I expected.

Also in the way of an update, St. Brigid is long since finished:




Not sure I like the collar, but I'll have to wear it a few times to figure that out, and it is far too hot for wool just now.

Oh, and Posy, too, finally:




Definately wearable, although not as I imagined. I should not have cut out all those inches -- she would not have been too short after all. Contemporary pants styles are so low cut! Not that I have a problem baring my midriff in appropriate circumstances, but between the lacey holes and the missing inches, the poor girl is not suited for, er, respectable work. I still like her, though. She's cheeky.

So, so much more, but probably the first entry back should endeavour to not overwhelm either the writer or the reader (assuming any remain!), for fear that there shall never be another.

Cheers!

Babies Always Win

Maybe your theory is that this is because they are so delicious, so adorable.

Personally, I think it is all the crying. (Make it stop! Make it stop! ANYTHING, just make it STOP!)

Either way, I suppose it is the Right Thing To Do.

(That, and, it is probably time to admit that no matter how fast I knitted, I wasn't about to finish St. Brigid before my hats came due . . .)

So:




Most of an Elizabeth Zimmerman "Baby Surprise" jacket, in Rowan's Felted Tweed for Twin No. 1. (Babies who do not see fit to warn me of their arrivals get knitting that requires minimal finishing.)

Not sure what we'll be doing for Twin No. 2. Maybe another "Baby Surprise?" Maybe the February sweater from Knitter's Almanac?

In any event, something without too much seaming . . .

None of which is to say that I've stopped working on Brigid. If I stop, who knows when I'll pick it up again.

So the new plan is -- Hey -- Remember when I said I liked new plans better than old ones? I take it back. I take it back. I take it back. -- The new plan is, although the baby things and the Dulaan hats are the priority, I knit a little on Brigid every day.

At least a row.

At that rate, it could take forever.

But I have a real hard time stopping at just one row. . . .

Sleeve One, Half Done.

Phase One Complete

Commence Phase Two.

REBOOT

Meh.

Haven't finished a hat since that last entry. Probably this is because I realized I actually had *plenty* of time to finish the last 10-ish before this year's Dulaan deadline.

Also, I am a skosh bored with them. (Really? No way!)

I could have pushed through to the end, but really there isn't a big rush, and the knitting is supposed to be about enjoyment (mainly, anyway -- there's also the high drama, adventure and frustration).

So.

When the boredom first crept in, I started knitting 1 mitered square per hat, alternating boring / fun / boring / fun.

And that is what got me through, say, 5 of those last 10 hats.

Then in this last week, I dropped the alternation, just miters, no hats.

And now I'm even a little bored with the miters . . . (How can this be???)

But I'm still not interested in the hats.

So, NEW PLAN! (I love new plans. New plans are so much more exciting than whatever plan I'm executing at the moment.)

As I did with Freya, I am going to concentrate on a new sweater (for me! but not Sadie -- have to work through those color issues first) from start to finish for maybe 10 days (I'm giving myself 2 weekends), see how far I get.

I swatched the night before last, cast on last night.

Pictures once the thing is recognizable. (Yeah, it is one of those "famous" sweaters -- you see it all over the blogosphere. I'd feel like such a copycat, only it is both challenging and super-beautiful, so who gives a flying monkey?)

THEN, finish up the hats quick like a bunny, because by the time I've burned two weekends on this sweater, that shipping deadline will loom.

TTFN