2. Instead of picking up a WIP when I finished the Rivulets, I started Citron in a pretty green laceweight (sans tag) that I got at Stitches South last year. It is not lacy, but I am quite proud to be knitting laceweight yarn successfully for the first time.
3. I ordered some Dream in Color Baby in Butter Peeps for a gift-knit for a friend who may or may not read this blog. More details later, but I am very excited for it to get here!! Is that not the best color name ever? To your left you can see a sample of the variegation.... If it is too varied or too bright for this purpose, I am sure that I can find something else in time to knit a present for June.... And it won't kill me to have yummy Butter Peeps laceweight laying around!
4. I am ready for February. Nothing in January (except the aforementioned socks) has worked out like I want it to in January. Here's your hat, what's your hurry?
3 comments:
Butter Peeps... love it.
Though I have yet to knit any, I have a strange compulsion to knit socks. I say "strange" because I'm pretty sure I woudn't wear them, either. (Analysis, anyone?) See - I HATE wearing socks. As in "loathe and despise." I alwats go without them when it's really too cold - it has to be approaching arctic before I will wear them ungrudgingly. This resulted, once, in me getting chilblains on my toes. How charmingly archaic. I mean, people in Jane Austen novels get chilblains. Artists starving in Victorian Parisian garrets get them (to go along with their consumption). Well-sheltered gals in the 21st century do not get chilblains. It took more than one doctor more than one office visit to even diagnose them they're so unusual. And they're REALLY painful. My advice? Wear those socks.
Love your socks! Yarn is more dependable than boys anyway, but I hope he reschedules....
Thank you for stopping by! I, too, am ready to embrace Butter Peeps. Or Chocolate Peeps. Banana Peeps? Margarita Peeps...
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