Obsession

No, I will not be writing about perfume today. Really. I’m talking about knitting. You wouldn’t know anything about knitting obsessions, would you?

Maybe it’s just me.

You know, like my latest obsession with knitting blankets. Something like that. (The latest blanket, by the way, is getting there—I ran out of yarn when I was at the store today, so now I have to dig through the house to find the other 1 ½ skeins that I know are here somewhere…)

So last week, when I was hanging out at the store kidless, I became totally obsessed with Beth’s latest project. Apparently, a bunch of the girls from the store have been doing a knitalong—and they’ve been working on the Victorian Shoulderette by Sivia Harding. So I saw this particular shoulderette—and the gorgeous Mountain Colors that Beth was using to knit it, and I decided right then and there that I had to have it. I went running home to order the pattern, and then I tried to figure out which yarn to use. All it takes is 250 yards of fingering weight, and I figured I had to have a ton of that, since, at one time, I thought I was going to knit socks—and then I tried a couple, and I changed my mind.

As it turns out, though, I don’t actually have any good fingering weight yarn. So when I got to the store early today, I started digging around the fingering weight, looking for the perfect yarn. I looked and I looked and I looked, but I didn’t really find just the right thing—so I’m thinking I may have to go out and buy some natural yarn and dye it myself.

Okay. So there’s Obsession #1. At the moment, I’m going back and forth between writing this and looking at KnitPicks for the right dyes. And, actually, now that I’m looking at the pattern, I’m thinking maybe a light DK would work well.

So…after I’d been wandering around for a while, obsessing over fingering weight yarn, Miss A arrived to knit. She’s currently working on her second knitted babe—this time, a boyfriend for the girl she made earlier this year. He’s a little bit lighter in color than she is, so Miss A has decided that her knitted boy is going to be goth. I love Miss A.

While Miss A and I were hanging out, Barb came up front to show me her latest project. She’s working on the most gorgeous sweater ever. It’s the Cherie Amour from the latest Knitty, and she’s using some beautiful Araucania wool. And it’s going to be absolutely stunning. So, of course, now I’m obsessed with that. I must make that sweater. And I think it has to be in KnitPicks Wool of the Andes Bulky Hand Dye in Yukon (though I’m not sure if I can wait all the way until the end of October, when that colorway will be available. Sure, I probably won’t have the time to work on it before then—but I don’t want to have to wait, either).

So while I was obsessing over bulky yarn, Miss S arrived. Miss S is the chattiest kid alive. Seriously. I don’t think she took a breath at all during the entire time she was there. Okay…maybe once or twice. But then she’d realize that there was a break in the conversation, and she would fill it with a totally random story. She’d just go on and on and on, and she talked so fast that I didn’t even know what she was talking about most of the time. But I said, “uh-huh” and “oh!” at the times that seemed appropriate, and it worked out just fine.

We had a fun yet totally uneventful time this week. Next week, however, is special. Miss A has decided to knit her mother a collection of dishcloths for Christmas, so next week is officially Dishcloth Week. So if you have any favorite patterns to share, please do pass them my way.