What’s cooking
Since I’m, uh, one hour away from being THREE DAYS OVERDUE with this kiddo currently residing in my innards, I thought I’d take the opportunity to update Ye Olde Sparsely Updated Knitting Blog before it descends into several months of sleep-deprived radio silence in which there is milk splattered everywhere and little knitting to speak of.
Every day this week I’ve woken up feeling like that drugged kid David post-dental surgery; “Is this real life?! Is this really happening?!” I would probably only be slightly less surprised if I wake up tomorrow morning to find I’ve turned into a giant cockroach.
THAT PICTURE WAS FIVE DAYS AGO AND I’M ONLY GETTING BIGGER, PEOPLE.
The mind boggles. Ah, well, knitting. At least there’s knitting.
Seth-the-unwilling-blogger has taken up the needles once again and is about halfway through a pretty sweet-looking Baby Surprise Jacket for my recalcitrant critter:
I don’t have a huge amount to say about it, since it’s not my project, other than we’re both sort of baffled by it and are relying on our faith in Elizabeth Zimmermann to see it through to a finished sweater. Right now it looks like some sort of weird logic puzzle for sheep. At any rate, the Noro Silk Garden yarn in #246 is freakishly gorgeous and I am almost sort of jealous of the feto for getting such a lovely sweater when he or she doesn’t even have the decency to, uh, show up within a reasonable timeframe.
My own knitting is less interesting, but I’m trucking along here and there when I’m not sneaking in a few rows on Seth’s project. (The Noro! It’s so cracktastic!) First up is the no-longer-a-baby-blanket blanket I started back when I was waiting for Baby #1 to hatch:
As you can see with my giant 13 pound cat in there for scale, it’s long gotten past the point of being a baby blanket, but honestly, I like having the mindless knitting available at hand so much that I just haven’t wanted to stop working on it. I still have 1.5 balls of Paton’s Classic Wool Merino in my stash, at which point I will have to call it a day (er, year or two) and cast off, but in the meantime I’m just not ready to let go.
And as always, there’s a soaker:
As you can see, I decided to try making one with steeks instead of actually shaping legholes and whatnot. Basically I made a sack and then set up steeks for where I wanted the legholes to be. Since taking these photos I’ve cut the steeks and started knitting the leghole ribbing. The size and shape of this soaker are pretty ridiculously wrong, but I think it works in terms of being a proof-of-concept sort of thing. It seems to be entirely possible to make a good soaker this way, and hey, if my kid is still in diapers in the 3rd grade, well, I’ll have a soaker for that.
I have to say, I still get a major thrill from looking at steeks. SHAPING BE DAMNED; I WILL CUT YOU!
I think I might actually finally be fortunate enough to say that I’m in a good enough place with my baby butt wardrobe that I can take some time off from making soakers and maybe make a project or two I’m more interested in knitting. My dear friend Margie has taken a huge chunk of her valuable knitting time this year to create FOUR SOAKERS for my kids’ butt wardrobe, in addition to the cute little pants-and-hat set she made for Eve when she was still in utero. I feel superlatively blessed to have such a badass knitter in my life. <3




































