Knitting and Crochet Blog Week 2013

Yeah, I'll do this thing again. Even though I have virtually no time for knitting - and whereas knitting was usually something relaxing I did at the end of an exciting day of hobos, angry patrons, and police reports, it is depressing to me now that knitting is the most interesting 8 minutes of a day full of house cleaning, diapers, and cooking.

This year, we choose houses. I am house Monkey.

"The House of Monkey: Intelligent and with a fun loving side, Monkeys like to be challenged with every project presenting them with something new and interesting."

I usually choose projects that teach a new skill or use a challenging stitch pattern. I sometimes howl and tear them up and throw them. Grafting is fun. Toe-up socks are the devil.

Fair-isle would be my niche if I didn't live in a climate where stranded knitting would kill someone to death with hotness, or if I lived with people who's lungs didn't swell shut at the sight of wool. I would be buried in a mass of Cthulu and Totoro mittens, swaddled in Tardis sweaters and police tape scarves.

if only

 But I can't. So instead, I cable.

Cables are the shit. I cable socks and blankets and tiny impractical sweaters. I have a collection of white porcelain serving platters and coffee mugs molded into cable patterns. Cabled pillow covers give me love-eyes, but I know the cats would knead them into felted hairballs.

Here I tried to find a lovey-eyed gif, but got sidetracked. We have this, instead.

Next: mascot projects. If I can figure that one out.