Sick of the socks...

I am diligently working on the pair of socks for DH. I selected a color that he would like to wear, not a color that I would like to knit with. What was I thinking? Duh! Of course, if they were a color I liked, they might be mine. Once again, duh! I am getting ready to travel (fly) with my knitting for the first time since the 911 issue.

I am not a racist, and I want to be safe while travelling just as much as the next guy, but all right already! The airline authorities should stop window dressing safety checks to protect their profits, and start addressing the real issue. To date, the vast majority of the people that have hijacked and crashed planes are of Arab descent. I am sorry that innocent Arabs would be offended, but thing of it like this...

If the blue M&Ms in the bag keep getting out and staining your carpet, are you going to harrass the yellow and red M&Ms for good measure just in case they get out of line? No, you would address your situation with the real problem, the blue M&Ms. So let's stop pussyfooting around the safety and travelling issues, and check the Arab passengers over, and then over and above that anyone who appears to be behaving in a suspicious manner. Not just randon seat numbers because the attackers on 911 weren't random. For God sakes!, we are at war, we know who we are at war with. Let's identify our problem and handle it decisively! Off the soap box, and onto the chores. If I wanted to really protest something, it would be housework that jacks with my knitting time!

Over and out, off to pack!

Moving, moving, moving. No time for my damn knitting, RAW HIDE!

Let's open up the flood gates of joy and start packing for the land of sand, scorpions, and sin! The temperature is also hotter than Hell, it is probably literally hotter than the temperature of Hell there. DH got the big promotion, and with it comes a transfer to Las Vegas, and ultimately to California. The parts of the family that know of the move aren't so crazy about it, the parts that don't are taking it pretty well - at least until they know too... So far, I have gotten bad looks, hissy fits, and even received a dutch rub! It is quite a thing when I am the best behaved person in the room! I have just noticed, too many exclamation points today. Well hell, it's just that kind of a day, and you guessed it, not a stitch of knitting has been done.

Grandma H's Grandpa W passed away yesterday, went to visit, took my knitting, but didn't really do any. Too much commotion. I did see a lovely sweater that my DM was working on, and nearly finished too, and all this time I thought she was such a fast knitter. Pee shaw!!! I looked at those unassembled pieces and realized she isn't really so fast, she is just narrow, and there just isn't that much to KNIT when you are so narrow! For all I know, that skinny woman may be slow - a slow knitter that is...

Signing off to knit a bit, over and out.

p.s. The socks are coming out okay. Sometimes I amaze myself...

More life and less knitting makes for a bitchy girl...

I haven't even started the sweater/gift for DS yet as I am still trying to knit the socks for DH. I got about half way through the first sock and started over. The remake is coming along very nicely with the results I hoped for, along with a modification that I added myself (I made the ribbing a little deeper for extra support) so that DH would acually wear them. Mentally, I can't start the project for DS until the project for DH is complete. Not that DH's project is so special, but once I have started something I will strive to finish it. I have DM to thank for that rationale, of course now she has changed her rationale to if you don't like it, don't finish, and just throw it out... That is a BIG statement from the woman that won't eat a $6 cheeseburger for a fear of waste and spendiness.

Today, we got to St. Louis to spend the night so DH can meet with corporate first thing tomorrow morning to find out if he is being transferred to another region, or if we are staying here. Maybe I can knit in the car on the way up, it's just I-70 and a straight shot. I will hope for the best. I will whine about the move later, today it just isn't on the schedule. In fact, I will whine about everything later, gotta run.

When life gets in the way of knitting...

God! Today was a doozie and a half! DH and I are winding up the ugly details of the business he closed, and it is just one hurtle after another, so that jumped right into the middle of knitting time today. Of course, work likes to get in the way of knitting too, but work is like a jealous child always shouting, "Me first, me first!". The closest I came to knitting today was reading a lovely book (but only for 15 minutes) that incorporates knitting into a murder mystery. That's the ticket, sleuthing and knitting - not a bit of phone calling, errands on a hot day, dusting, or even unloading the dishwasher, and especially not laundry! That would be lovely, not that I want someone to die, but if they are dead anyway, I could cast a side the domestic chores, solve the case, and work in some knitting as well... Now that the whine is nearly over, I must focus my thought on other things. I would like to finish the socks for DH before I start the sweater for sister. That being said, hi ho knitting, socks await!

Let the new project begin

I am getting ready to start a brand new project, a sweater that is a gift for my sister. This is part of the gift I gave her for graduating from nursing school. I am not sure how glad she is to get a knitted sweater from her sister, but I am hoping this really pleases her. She is a little bit mean, so there is no telling... It may just be the sound of "home made sweater" that frightens her as I have not been knitting all that long, or it may just be that she is mean. Only time will tell.

I got the yarn at the studio, as well as the pattern, and I am a little nervous about the pattern. The pattern DS picked out is somewhat intimidating, was as the self-proclaimed "knitting hussy", I am planning to rise to the challenge.

Maiden chronicle from the Knittinghussy

I have fortunately or unfortunately become a self-proclaimed knittyhussy. I have become obsessed with knitting, and most of my thoughts and schemes are related either directly or indirectly to knitting, or the socializing associated with knitting. Unfortunately, my other tasks (housework, errands, etc.) are done while grumbling that this is stealing time from my precious knitting, although I don't have a great deal of talent or skill yet with knitting, I have to covet the skill and creativeness of others in the great sport of knitting.

Yes! Knitting is a sport. You can do it in groups or alone. It can be done to win a prize, or just for the joy of it. You can acquire all kinds of equipment to accesorize yourself for the sport of knitting, and lastly there are sport injuries related to knitting - the dreaded carpal tunnel syndrome, tight muscles, etc...

My most recent rant in re: to knitting is that I haven't found a group to knit with since I have moved south of the river in Kansas City. I would like to meet other knitters who are similarly obsessed with the joy of knitting and the social interaction that accompanies this. Since I am listing my wishes, I would also like to meet twice a month, or maybe even every week, but definitely on a Monday, and during the daytime for sure. There are several groups in the area, but none fit my schedule, and since I am on a rant, I can be self-centered.

This whole blogging thing is new to me, but since it is in re: to knitting, I will give it a whirl.

Now I shew myself away from the keyboard to complete my drudgely tasks so that I may go to the yarn shop in peace.