I got the Marrakesh in the mail, and got all excited and went to Knitch and bought some more size zero needles, and got out my pattern, and then realized that the hank has not yet been wound into a ball and so therefore I should not start knitting on my Rivendell socks yet. So I transfered the lace project from my KnitPicks circulars to a lovely new set of Addi Turbo Lace circulars (TURBO!!!), and then knit on another unfinished sock, and lamented my lack of a working camera battery (and battery charger).
However, during my trip to Knitch, I got to see the lovely Marisa, whom I have not seen since she left for France with her husband, and I’m glad she has not left Knitch or decided to stay in France forever (though I’d understand if that was the case; I have often contemplated doing that myself).
Tonight, I hope to wind up the Marrakesh and start the Rivendell socks, since I’ve been waiting mostly patiently and I have everything I need except for the winding bit. I’m just not good at waiting.
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By day, I'm a graphic designer. By night, I'm a knitter. I'm doing my part to keep Hotlanta stylish.
I imagine that if you don't already understand the title of the blog, you're probably confused and perhaps slightly annoyed, but never fear - I do have a reason (and it's a good one). Having gone to hear Stephanie Pearl McPhee, and then having been inspired to blog about knitting, I found myself wondering what to call the blog. I recalled a conversation I had with Mouse and the Chicken Goddess about why it is a Bad Idea to anger knitters - this conversation was following SPM, aka the Yarn Harlot telling the assembled throng about Those Who Do Not Understand Knitting and Therefore Belittle It Much to the Chagrin of Others, or TWDNUKTBMCO, which is not the acronym she used but is the one I'm using because I forgot hers - that is, we are numerous and we all have very pointy sticks, easily transforming into an angry mob.
Therefore, knitters = angry mob.