Royal Knits

I normally don't jump onto the current knitting bandwagons. I didn't make any ponchos a couple years ago. I don't care what celebrity wears what sweater in which movie. I don't drool over whatever the latest "must make" sock, sweater or scarf.

Today, I am apparently making an exception. Kate, the new Duchess of Cambridge, wore a lovely, ruffled, green shawl. Knitters are all abuzz with the news. Ravelry groups are formed. Copycats are being test-knitted. Knit-alongs are planned.

And I will be joining in. Or at least, I plan too as of today. I may change my mind by the anticipated start date in a few weeks. I have two yarns in mind that will work well.

Today, it is all about the bandwagon.

Mea Culpa

To everyone shivering this morning: it is my fault. Remember last week when I said that it was almost too hot to knit on the Merry Berry Shawl? It is now 30 degrees cooler, and certainly not to hot to knit. I take it back. Please bring back the warm weather and sun.

Tomorrow may have some prime knitting time. I have Court in Marion County. Indianapolis. Normally, I stick to my local, smaller town courts. I was in Indy courts once a few years ago. My memory was that it was a lot of hurry up and wait.

Sock Hiatus

I haven't had the heart to knit on any socks lately. Why? It will just disappear, after all the work I put into it, and leave me feeling lost and forsaken.

Instead, I have picked up my Merry Berry shawl. Sort of. I decided that I didn't like the eyelets. I tinkered with the pattern a little, and started from scratch. I have made some decent progress. Still a lot to go, of course. I really should have used thicker yarn and bigger needles, but I think I will like the finished project.

The yarn is part mohair, so it has not been looking inviting in the 80 degree weather Indiana has been experiencing lately. If the weather doesn't change, I may have to break down and resort to a sock after all.

My sweetie reminded me about Knit Night this month, offering to watch the kids so I could go. When I got home, Doddlebug was tucked asleep in bed, but Bugaboo was sitting in the kitchen and looking guilty. The dishes were done, the kitchen was clean, the floors were vaccuumed. He was amazing. He definitely earned the two hours I spent knitting things for him. I am at the neck decreases for his sweater. Which means that I actually have to think a little, so not ideal for Knit Night. So I switched over to his hunting mittens.

Unfortanately, just when I have my sweetie trained, er, I mean willing to play Mommy for the evening, Knit Night is taking its summer break. Three months from now, I will have to start from scratch with him.

Today, it is all about the hiatuses. (Hiati?)