Reasserting Self Control

I will not go plunk myself back down in front of the TV and knit the last repeat on Basketcase before the edging (err, I might still add one more repeat, but I'm not thinking so currently). I will not be swayed by the lacey goodness on the couch. I will go to bed because I have to work and function tomorrow. You cannot sway me with your yarny siren song!

That being said, no photos because it is now a yet-larger beard cozy. And my LYS has a blocking mat that it seems I might be able to use. Which is good. Because I have, well, no blocking materials. As in none. As in... I have never blocked anything yet.

This Foolishness is brought to you by the rush of lace knitting when it doens't go wrong. Now I need to go huff some yarn, I have some Seasilk set aside just for that. I mean, I'm going to go read.

(and I still haven't started on the bear hat, but we're getting there)

Not much news

So, the Basketcase shawl is going fairly well, about a repeat an evening, with 4 or 5 (probably 5) to go until I begin the edging. I have learned to find and correct a number of lace mistakes (it's the making sure that I am a stitch off at the end of the row that's the trick). Ummm, it still kind of looks like a beard cozy, or just a big old brown blob. See?



But I am totally digging the single knit stitch spine, it just gives me gleeful little chills whenever I look at it. I don't know why, or if this makes me really strange (even for knitters), but I do know that it helps me keep happy with this project (which isn't hard, I have very little trouble sitting down and working on it, except for the knowledge that every row takes me a bit longer...) I am a few repeats behind my ideal schedule, what with actually leaving my home and socialising lately taking up some of my time, but I plan to remedy the horrid experience of being outgoing and hole up until it's done. And then I am going to knit a bear hat for a friend who is destined for a school far away next year (any patterns/suggestions are, as always appreciated). But I'm tired and a bit choked tonight, so have a look at that spine. Even a fuzzy, funnily lit photo makes me wiggle a little bit.