Secret Knitting... and another Incident

There has been a lot of secret knitting of late. Holiday gifts, birthday gifts, all sorts of gifts I don't want people to see ahead of time. But now that my sister's birthday package has arrived, I can share at least some of them.

A while ago, I knit an Odessa as an SP gift, and I really liked it. I liked knitting it, and I liked the finished result. Because I have to be able to take my knitting on the train, I decided that it was also the perfect gift for my sister's upcoming birthday, with a few modifications.


For one thing, I left off the beads. Don't get me wrong, I love the beaded version, but I was going for a different look, more everyday item that would go with thick mittens than delicate beaded hat. So instead of the DK weight the pattern calls for, I went with DB Cashmerino Aran, which is soft and cushy and simply wonderful. I wanted something that was really going to keep my sister's ears warm.


Unfortunately, the spiral on top of the head was difficult to photograph, but the stitch definition is lovely.
The biggest risk I took, however, was not with stitch definition. Even though I picked a thicker yarn, I decided to use the needle sizes called for in the pattern. I wanted to knit at a tighter-than-called-for gauge for this yarn to achieve a nice, dense fabric. It worked, and I was so happy the hat didn't turn come out enormous!

Details:
Pattern: Odessa (for link, see above)
Yarn: Debbie Bliss Cashmerino Aran in color 300001 (They probably dunk this stuff in catnip to achieve this wonderful off-white; Morgana goes positively berserk when I'm working with this yarn!)
Needles: US #4 and #6 Addi Turbos, knit pretty tightly on purpose
Modifications: No beads and aran weight instead of DK. In spite of the thicker yarn, I knit the 5.5" called for in the pattern before starting my decreases. I wanted a hat that would keep my sister's forehead warm and cover her ears. Warm ears are important.

And, speaking of Debbie Bliss Cashmerino Aran, here is a picture of the Fetchings I am knitting out of the same yarn. I went down two needle sizes, and they are still loose. My wrists are tiny (not even 5 inches), my hands are small, and this glove is wobbly instead of stretchy on me. Also, I don't think the picot castoff works for me on this particular project. The glove has more of a sturdy look, and the picots are elegant/playful in a very feminine way that, to me at least, doesn't go with the rest of the glove. I think I'll either cast off in pattern or use EZ's sewn castoff the next time around. I'll also leave out 10 stitches -- if I go down another needle size, I'll be knitting on 3s.


Now, about the Incident. If you look closely (click on the picture), you'll see that some stitches aren't quite even, and that some ends have worked themselves loose. That's not because I'm a sloppy knitter. I was lying on the bed reading when I saw the cats run in. Merlin had something in his mouth, and on closer inspection, turned out to be my Fetching. Mr. Batty, attracted by the horrified sounds coming from the bedroom, ran over and rescued it. The kittens are so lucky they're cute!


This is what keeps them from continuing their existence as a pair of fuzzy slippers. They are so adorable. As for the Fetchings, I'll try felting them a little when both are done. We'll see if the 33% microfiber will be enough to prevent this from happening.

Horcrux Socks and The Usurpers

And now for the prerequisite unflattering shot of my calves. My Horcrux socks are done, and I'm very happy with them, even though they are a bit difficult to photograph. This shot shows off the colors. On the whole, there are more pinks and green-ish hues involved, but these socks are eye-gougingly bright.


Without flash, the pattern is much more visible. The socks are Horcrux Socks because the zigzag lace is reminiscent of the famous Harry Potter scar. I loved knitting this pattern, even though the ribbing took forever. Really, what is it about ribbing? It just keeps going and going and going...


Details:
Pattern: Horcrux Socks - another one from the Six Socks Knitalong on Yahoo.groups. You have to be a member to access the pattern, but knitting six pairs of socks in one year is fun.
Needles: US0 Addi Turbo, using Magic Loop
Yarn: One of Ms. Mixie Riot's Yarn Oddities
Pattern Mods: OK, there were two. I added 10 rows of ribbing to the second section because I wanted the shaft of this sock to be longer. With my skinny ankles, the pattern would have been downright invisible if I had placed it any lower. To make the heel sturdier, I slipped every other stitch on the knit rows for the heel flap.

I'm currently working on Fetching fingerless gloves. Technically, they're a quick knit, and I should be done with them. Unfortunately, my chair has been usurped.


They're so cute, I can't just dislodge them!

The Big Thanksgiving Post (long, picture heavy)

It's been a while since my last post. I caught a nasty stomach bug, but fortunately, it cleared up just in time for Thanksgiving. So, without further ado, I give you the Big Thanksgiving Post, which also conveniently covers knitty blog stalking assignments 8-10. Yay for multitasking!

Let's get started at the beginning, the morning of November 22nd. First, I put on my cooking frump. You can't spend an entire day cooking in regular clothes, and as you can tell, I'm ready for the cook-a-thon, sweat pants, bat shirt and all.

It's important not to get hungry while cooking. To make sure we weren't going to eat our Thanksgiving dinner piece by piece throughout the day, I decided to whip up some buttermilk pancakes for breakfast. Here they are, slightly too big, slightly misshapen, but very yummy. I usually put blueberries in mine. This time, however, defrosting them was too much work, and I skipped them.


In the Meantime, Merlin helped me pick out recipes from my cookbook and magazine collection. He likes food. A lot.


I got the necessary tools out of the Weird Implements Drawer. We don't have a junk drawer, but we do have this drawer full of Weird Implements. Just in case you're wondering, anything that's not a knife, spoon or a fork qualifies as a Weird Implement. Except the potato peeler. Don't ask me why.


We don't eat canned cranberry sauce. I thought I hated cranberries, but it turns out I just couldn't stand the canned variety. Every year, I make spiced cranberry sauce from scratch. I wish I had a good enough camera to take a picture of the subtle color variations in even one single berry. The intensity and depth of color is incredible, and I wish it were possible to make yarn look that way. And I also wonder if cranberries can be used to dye yarn. Hmmm...


While I am stirring the cranberry sauce and then passing it through a sieve (not necessary, but we prefer smooth sauce to the other variety), Mr. Batty checks our herb situation. We make a turkey with thyme butter and our stuffing has rosemary and basil in it. It's very yummy and we make it every year, even though it appears to be cursed.


A few times, I burned the pine nuts instead of toasting them. It's incredible how quickly they go from completely white to blackened. You have to watch them like a hawk and take them off the heat immediately when they're golden. This year, I almost burned the bread but didn't, and the pine nuts came out lovely. I put them in a bowl, then put the bowl on top of the refrigerator because we needed the counter space. And then I opened the refrigerator... not realizing that the bowl was balanced between the refrigerator itself and the refrigerator door. It came down with a crash, spilling pine nuts everywhere.
Yeah.


At least the bowl didn't break, and we managed to salvage enough to make our stuffing. Pine nuts are expensive. Keeping the cats out of them was a bit of a challenge, but we managed.

In the end, all the hard work paid off. Here is the entire feast: organic turkey with thyme butter, gingersnap gravy, country bread stuffing with parmesan, pine nuts and raisins, mashed potatoes, green beans, and apple pie.


Wait... something is missing. We almost forgot to serve the cranberry sauce!


There. And just in case you're wondering... Those are now Thanksgiving bat placemats. Bats are an all season item, as far as I'm concerned. Bat is my favorite color.

We stuffed ourselves silly. Even the kittens were tired after a whole day of cooking. They only got their usual kibbles, but here is Miss Morgana, taking a little nap on the couch. The post-feast fullness is contagious.

Horcruxes and Blog Stalking

I didn't feel like starting more than one colorwork pattern this week, so I started some Horcrux Socks instead. I know Ms. Pixie Riot is a bit Harry Potter fan, and it only seemed fitting that her fabulously bright yarn should be knit into these socks. It was surprisingly hard to get a good picture of these socks. In real life, the colors are much brighter than this. They have a real day-glo quality to them, which makes them fabulous.


The pattern is much more visible without flash, but the colors fade even more. This yarn is just right-in-your-face bright!


Finally, let me catch up on some blog stalking. Because I'm so far behind, I'm just randomly starting at week 7, the oldest picture of me. This is not the oldest picture of me in existence, but it's the oldest one I have available. It's on a cup my friend Nadine had made for me.


Now I would like to say that I am the cute blonde kid in the picture, but that's Nadine. I am the slightly peeved-looking black-haired kid in the 70's outfit. Here, have a closer look. This picture-of-a-picture actually looks better than the original because you can't see the thick horn-rimmed glasses. Yes, I was stylin'!


The dress is my favorite dress ever, by the way. It had holes in it, my mother threw it into the trash several times, and I fished it out every time. Why? Because it would twirl beautifully when I spun in a circle. At the time, that was more important than holes or the fact that it looked threadbare. It twirled.

Today, I'm going yarning with lindydiva. I'll have more to show you after that, which is good, because we are entering the time of year when at least part of my knitting is secret. There are other FO's, but I can't post pictures here because I know that most of the recipients of my knitting know this blog exists.

Et tu, Morgana?

I was going to talk about knitting today. But there was another cat and yarn related incident, one that needs to be shown to the world because it took a cat mere seconds to turn one of these pretty balls of off-white yarn


into this tangled mess. This is one ball of yarn. It looked like two.


The perpetrator? I staked out my knitting bag, and this is what I saw: Morgana sticking her fuzzy black head into the black tote I've been using to take my knitting to work. Where the yarn was. For some reason, this kitten is completely incapable of resisting Debbie Bliss Cashmerino Aran. It brings out the inner lunatic in her like no other yarn. I wonder what's in it.


Mr. Batty had previously rescued said yarn from her, but as we see, she keeps coming back for more.
The reason they don't get turned into slippers for crimes against yarn and knitting? Look at this. Aren't they cute?

Spooky Flowers and ILG Socks

Halloween was fun. We had some trick or treaters, I ate candy at work and at home, Mr. Batty brought home this wonderful spooky bouquet, which has strands of fiber stuff that blinks. The blinking was hard to capture in full light, but here is a picture of the pretty colors,


and here is a darker picture with the blinky strands, the little dots to the right. They blink on and off and are a bright orange.


Friday, I was home sick. Mr. Batty had been coughing and keeping us both awake, and yesterday, I felt so bad I couldn't drag myself out of bed to go to work. It wasn't until about 11 that I made it to my comfy chair for some knitting, and I finished the I Love Gansey socks for the Six Socks Knitalong. It was a fun knit, in spite of some feline... issues.


Oh, and did you notice how the heart pattern on my favorite frumpy nightie matches the heart pattern on the socks? Did you?


Yes, that's me, all style and class when I'm sick and flopped around the house.


I haven't blocked them yet, but the damage Merlin did is staying inside the sock for now and is not visible, so that is good. And I am very happy with the look and feel of these socks, very Gansey, like a comfy, gray sweater.

Details:
Pattern: I Love Gansey Socks, available to members of the Six Socks Knitalong on Yahoo.Groups. You have to be a member to access the pattern, but there are some really good ones, and a new one comes out every 2 months!
Yarn: Trekking XXL in color 291, a dark gray with slubs in yellow, red, green, blue... very gray, yet also very colorful and fun to knit with. I really like this yarn.
Needles: US 0 circs
Mods: None, except that there are only 2 repeats of the heart pattern on the foot because my feet are so small.

Happy Halloween!

Have a Happy Halloween, everybody! It's my favorite holiday, not that this comes as too big of a surprise. Mr. Batty brought home a pretty bouquet of orange, purple and green-ish flowers last night, complete with black and orange paper and little fiber light things that blink orange. So pretty, I couldn't stop looking at it.

This being trick or treat time, people coming here should not have to leave entirely empty-handed. So, without further ado, here's a little something for everybody. Enjoy!

Halloween goodies!

Some days are just better than others. Friday night, I got back from work, and a package full of Halloween goodies was waiting for me. Look at the spoilage! Two of my favorite kinds of chocolate, some orange tape with bats, stitch markers, a sheep pad and sheep soap that has a wonderful vanilla smell.


And then there is this scarf/belt/headband/all-purpose fabulous item. Such pretty colors, and the sheen is simply incredible. Because it all came in a cardless package from DeKalb, IL, I'm guessing that my benefactor is none other than CelticCoyote from the knitty board. Thank you so much for all the great stuff, it really made my day. And the chocolate... well, most of it is gone.


Yum.

Several people have asked about my cat and the consequences of his encounter with my knitting. Here he is, the sock shredder, having fun in a laundry basket. It's one of his favorite toys.


He's lucky he is cute -- and that the sock damage was hideable. With wear and stretching, it will probably even back out. I haven't tried yet, but I will as soon as the second sock is done.

The Incident

So, about the Incident. Let's first start with a little bit of background story. I've been having a fairly bad time lately, knitting-wise. Seams that don't look right, projects that leave me uninspired, or set-in sleeves that don't fit into the armholes on my Tangerine Twist because I decided to try seaming without blocking. See where my finger is peering out of a hole? That hole is created by extra sleeve fabric. Block before you seam, people. It'll avoid this unfortunate scenario.


But I digress. The Incident started out pretty harmlessly. I had finally knit something I really liked, something that made me feel better about my knitting. I was happy. Here it is, a shot of my I Love Gansey sock for the Six Socks Knitalong. You can't see the heart pattern or intricate cables very well in this picture, but you get the idea.


This will be important in a little while. I left the house for a trip to Jo-Ann's because I had a coupon. I love coupons, particularly when they make knitting books affordable. I was very happy when I came home and talked about knitting. To this, Mr. Batty said something along the lines of, "Oh, the cat did something with your knitting bag." My heart stopped for a second. "It had something to do with that gray sock you were making."
Gray sock. Gray sock. Gray sock. There's only one gray sock in my knitting bag, and this is it.


I lunge for my knitting bag as Mr. Batty tells the story. "I came up the stairs and saw the funniest thing. Merlin was on the landing. He was standing on his hind lags and he had your sock clutched between his front paws with the claws dug in. He was spinning in circles like a hammer thrower at an athletic event. It was so funny!"


These may not have been his exact words, because the entire time, I'm frantically digging through my knitting bag thinking, oh no, my sock, my sock!

I found it. The damage was not as extensive as it could have been. Once I calmed down enough, I noticed that most of the stitches he had pulled out of my beautifully even stockinette and my pretty cables were not entire stitches but single plies. I pushed them into the inside of the sock, and even though the yarn is superwash, I'm hoping that wear and blocking will do its work and pull the damaged plies back into place.

There is always hope.

Generosity, bats and an Incident

The generosity of knitters never ceases to surprise me. I was having a crappy day, the kind that starts out with the train being late, continues with the computer at work crashing, and ends with dinner not turning out quite the way it's supposed to. I was less than happy when I noticed a padded envelope I hadn't been expecting. When I opened it, I found this sign and a great Halloween card from Sue. It made me smile. Thank you, Sue, for turning a sucky day into great one.


The next day, as if one person caring enough to think of me during my favorite holiday season, I received a package full of Halloween stuff -- most of it bats. And we all know how I feel about bats! And in case you're wondering what the little spider web bag contains...


... take a look at this. Sock yarn hand-dyed by the fabulous Ms. Pixie Riot herself, in my favorite colors, named Spooky Girlfriend. I'm swooning. I'm groping. I feel truly blessed to have such generous people in my life.


Thank you, Pixie. I'm serious, you and Sue made me feel all warm and fuzzy. there is just something special in knowing that there are people who care enough to think of me for no other reason except that they're nice, thoughtful people who care.

Speaking of bats, I bought one of Momma Monkey's sock knitting bags (another one... I think I'm addicted). This one I couldn't resist. I mean, bats! And it matches my bat dress.


And finally, the Incident. Right now, I'm just a little too upset to write about it. Let's just say that this picture is a clue to what happened. Yes, this is my cat Merlin, and he is about to stick his face into the bag I use to lug my knitting to work.


But more of that when the impulse to turn him into a gray and white pair of fuzzy slippers has passed. Not that I'd actually do that, but right now, the thought is not entirely unappealing.

Enough Boring!

Enough is enough. Back to blogging!

Plenty of news and no pictures, though there will be lots of those soon. We have been very busy at Casa Batty! Merlin got neutered and Morgana got spayed. The paperwork the vet's office gave us said to keep them from running or jumping for 7 days. Ummm.... yeah, right. They're kittens! We've been doing the best we can, and the cats are feeling better, it seems.

We have put our house on the market and are looking for a more urban abode, and I have applied for jobs in our probable future neighborood-ish. And I've been knitting. Slowly, but I've been knitting.

I'll get caught up reading/stalking people's blogs soon. Now, I'm off to make sure there is no illicit cat wrestling!

Ugh.

Sometimes, things just don't go the way we hope they might.

Thursday, I woke up with a nasty cold and a fever. When you wake up with a fever of 100F, the rest of the day is not likely to be fun, so I called in sick. On my 4th wedding anniversary, the day we had a pretty big meeting at work, 2 days before the LSAT. Not good. These have been a rough couple of days. I don't recommend this particular virus to anyone, it's most unpleasant.

No knitting pictures because I was too sick to knit. No LSAT because I'm still not feeling all that great, and I'm using the weekend to rest up for work on Monday. Fortunately, I was able to change my test date to December (the Internet is amazing! Can't even imagine how this would have worked before), and I only had to pay $35 to make the change. Much less than I thought they'd charge me, so I'm happy.
Thanks for all the good thoughts. I'm going to make good use of the extra prep time. I would have liked to get my application in a little earlier than that because all the schools I'm applying to have rolling admissions, but if I submit an amazing score later, that won't be so much of a problem - or so I hope.

Because there is no knitting yet (I don't dare knit the ILG socks with only half my brain working, if that), here are some cat pictures.

Merlin and Morgana with one of their favorite toys, the laundry basket Mr. Batty bought for less than $5 about 20 years ago. They love it. The game works like this: One cat gets in, the other cat moves the basket around, grabs her tail, or wrestles her out of the basket. It's fun.


By now, we've found out that our cats don't just have quirks, they are downright deranged. Here is Morgana, hoping to get into the room with all the pointy things (blocking supplies) and the big wooden cat toy that spins around and around and is ever so amusing. She thinks she can escape my notice by sitting on the banister. Right on top of it. What is she thinking?


Lastly, Merlin is a dope fiend. Mr. Batty catnipped this scratchy, and Merlin is scratching and rolling and slobbering away. If you click on the picture to enlarge, you'll see a big wet spot where he's been slurping out the catnip.


Now there's a great name for a band: Dope Fiend Kittens!

Hiatus

I haven't disappeared, but I will not be blogging until October 1. Our 4th wedding anniversary is coming up on Thursday, and I'll be taking the LSAT on Saturday. If it weren't for a cuddly black study buddy who flops right on my feet for hours on end, I'd probably be far less sane than I am right now.

I'll see you on the other side of the dreaded Law School Admissions Test!

Jaywalkers and Catnaps

They are done. I have officially joined the ranks of knitters who have made Jaywalker socks. Usually, I'm not one to follow trends, but when everybody is knitting a pattern because it's just plain cool-looking or fun, I don't see a reason to resist.


Details:
Pattern: Jaywalkers
Yarn: 2 skeins of Shepherd Sport in Amethyst Stripe, but I have quite a lot left over
Size: Small
Needles US#0
Modifications: One heel with slipped stitches, the other without (see below).


The one with the slipped stitches fits just a tiny bit better, but I'm not ripping because of this. Who is going to stare at my heels? I am, however, going to make sure I'm carrying both socks next time I'm knitting a second sock -- and reading the instructions carefully. Bad things happen to knitters who get too cocky. "Oh, I remember how to knit this heel from the first sock, from about 3 months ago" is asking for trouble. I got off lightly, all things considered.

And because it's late and I'm sleepy, I'd like to share the Cat Nap Special. Morgana's favorite sleeping spot is this corner of Mr. Batty's computer desk, right next to the monitor. She prefers this spot to beds and laps.


Merlin likes the upstairs landing. Here, we see him sleeping in his favorite spot, right between the two cat beds we placed in front of our bedroom door for their convenience. Who would actually want to sleep IN a cat bed? That would be boring.


Also not boring is the inside of our laundry basket. I wish he hadn't moved because just before I took this picture, he had burrowed under a bunch of clothes, and only his tail was sticking out. Merlin loves the laundry basket, and he'll purr like a mad fool when he's in it.


We don't have any pictures of the wet cat. His Merlinness decided to investigate the bath tub while Mr. Batty was taking a bath. And he fell in. This cat is fast! I chased him down with a towel, though he didn't really want to be held, not to mention scrubbed dry. Poor kitty.

The Morehouse Merino mini-haul is up next. Possibly also another FO... I'll try.

Sock Hole

No, that's not a new swear word, though goodness knows, it could be. Rather, I'm referring to a puzzling event in sock knitting, the unilateral hole between heel and instep.
See here, one side of my second Jaywalker. No hole.


And here, the other side of the same Jaywalker. Hole.


It's always the same. Somehow, mysteriously, I always get a hole on one side, but no hole on the other. Usually, I pick up two extra stitches while I'm picking up to attach the heel, then I knit those together with an instep stitch each. No hole. But with Jaywalkers, this didn't work, because the row where I would knit those stitches together has a slipped stitch in that exact spot. No can do, therefore hole.

But why is it only one? Is it something about the way I slip my stitches? Is it some unalterable cosmic law that will not be broken? Have any of you found other ways around the Sock Hole? Inquiring minds want to know!

And, because we can't not have kitten pictures, I'll conclude with a picture of Morgana with the Snakey. Morgana is smart. We keep the Snakey in the coat closet downstairs, which has a door that opens by folding in the middle. She has figured out how to open the door, get the Snakey and bring it to us so we'll play with her. She's a smart kitty.


The Jaywalkers are almost done, by the way. I'll be posting pictures of them, as well as some pictures of my purchases at Sheep's Clothing, the yarn store attached to Morehouse Farms. I didn't go nuts, but I want to see you walk out of there without buying anything!
Yeah. Didn't think you could, either. ; )