Honeymoon knitting

This will be my last post for a while. Sorry, but blogging is NOT something I will be doing on my honeymoon. But knitting is. So the one thing that is still at the top of my "to do" list is to decide on what knitting to take with me. Shhhhh, dont tell my sweetie.

Today, it is all about the honeymooning.

Obituary

This morning, we mourn the passing of . . . .my washing machine. Well, my sweeties really, since I moved into his house, and left my appliances in mine for the new tenant. Still, as we unite legally next Saturday, I already consider it my washer. The washer succumbed, after a brief leaking illness, to smoke and noisy motor parts. The washer is survived by its sibling, dryer, and by the 9 towels that were needed to mop up the watery blood.

Fortunately, washer had completed its final necessary honeymoon load when it turned it's last. He will be missed.

Services to be announced, though will likely be after the wedding and honeymoon. Donations will be accepted in lieu of flowers at the local Lowes.

Today, it is all about the flooding water.

The Joy of Sox

Finished! The Secret Wedding Socks are finished, with a week to spare. Whew! I hope he has happy feet.


So now I can get back to a normal knitting frame of mind. I am not used to deadline knitting.

I was working on the heel of my Trekking socks. A few beers later, I think I made a mistake, and decided to put it on hold until more sober and alert eyes to solve the problem. Still loving this yarn, and the navy reinforcment thread meshes nicely with it.


So now the big decision. . . . what knitting do I take on the honeymoon. The Trekking socks of course, but I sure can't just take one project. . . . Hmmmm.


8 days and counting to the big day. The extended forecast is finally returning to spring weather, sunny and warmer. I am holding the weathergirl to that! (Usually weather forecasters lie worse than lawyers, politicians and used car salesman combined.)

Today, it is all about the finished sox, er, socks.

Allllmost theeeere. . . .

Successful Knit Night. I finished the foot, and made it halfway through the short row toe. Ready to start decreases. Or would be if I could remember if I left 11 or 13 stitches un-short-rowed. I had remembered 12, but it was obviously an odd number. So I will make a decision soon (read: flip a coin), and finish those up.

Woo hoo! I am going to make it with a week to spare! Take that deadline. Oh sure, you threw a couple hurdles in my path. My sweetie's changed work hours, running out of reinforcement thread. But I licked you! Excuse me while I go happy dance.

Today, it is all about the happy dance.

White Easter?

All the little girls had to leave their cute little Easter outfits in the closet this year in Indiana. When my sweetie and I were driving to my mom's house, there was white out snow conditions at times. That is just wrong. As long as the weather is nicer in 12 days, that's all I can say.

We were together all weekend, so I just knit on my decoy Trekking sock. Still loving it. It is a good thing that I didn't have too much time to knit, because my sweetie refused to turn around and drive back 30 miles to retrieve navy reinforcing thread in case I got to the heel. Men just don't understand knitting priorities. I still have a little bit before the heel anyway.

Secret Wedding Sock progress: 7 3/8 inches finished on the foot. 1 1/8 inches to go until I start the heel. 9 days until the rehersal dinner. Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Cold weather means no motorcycle rides. Can anyone else hear them whining in the garage?

Today, it is all about the 9 days.

Only in Indiana

Only in Indiana is it not TOO surprising when you wake up to weather 40 degrees colder than yesterday morning. Brrrr. I don't care for Easter, I just want nice warm, sunny weather for the wedding in a couple weeks.

Along that line of thought, five inches finished on the Secret Wedding sock. Though, I realized yesterday there are two less days to knit than I thought, because I was planning to give it to him at the rehersal dinner. So really, I only have 14 days. I think it is still a realistic goal. . . Though, I must confess, the Trekking socks keeps trying to seduce me into knitting it instead of the wedding sock. No, I tell you, I can resist! I am on a deadline.

Today, it is all about the cold.

Counting down

Sock Knitting Club was this weekend at the local yarn store. Nothing too formal, just a bunch of us get together and knit socks for a couple hours once a month. There is an official "sock of the month", but you are under no obligation to knit it. Any sock will do. Lately, it has been a prime Secret Wedding sock knit time for me.

This weekend however, I had to knit on the new decoy sock a little. It wouldn't do for me to spend two hours allegedly knitting, and still have a new ball of yarn at the end of the day, not even cast on. I finished the rib, and called that enough, fully prepared to make up a story of frustration and mis-counting if I had to. I didn't.

So, the Secret Wedding Sock is back on track. 8 inches in 19 days. We are down to the wire, ladies and gentlemen.

In the meantime, I am loving my new decoy sock. Trekking, knit in a simple garter rib. I love the colors, I love the gradual color variations, I love everything about this yarn. Almost everything. The plies can split a little, but not often enough to annoy me too much.

Today, it is all about the new sock.