(Sleeping Beauty starts her posts like this. Personal irritant because she calls me like this. Granted we probably talk endlessly and each phone call, text, I M, Facebook wall post etc is like a continuation of the last chat. However, Queenie does this also and it is annoying. I think they were both reading Chris Bohjalian too much).
But I digress.
This is where I am so far in the Teen’s mittens.
I was a little hesitant to tackle these because:
A. The pattern is five frigging pages long. (Not really a bad thing when I see that chick has meticulously wrote a pattern that I can check off and not feel like an idiot reading)
B. I have to actually distinguish between the right and left hand. As if!
C. I have to use a cable needle.
Miss Penny at the MLK knit/crochet event said cables were easy and I should give them a go.
Since she only saw me knit 20 rows garter in less than an hour she couldn’t possibly know that I suck potatoes at anything more challenging than a SSK.
But I’m shining in 2009 so what the hell? Anywho, the Teen will either lose them or the Mister will wash them into an Arzilla size and really, who other than me and other knitters would give a rat’s bloop if the cables were screwy?
So here we go, using Vanna’s Choice yarn since I’m too cheap and lazy to get the yarn the pattern calls for.
I’m pleased with the results so far and trying not to kick myself for not trying cables before.
Don’t misunderstand. Cables are a pain in the bloop bloop. I had to pull out my Debbie Bliss How to Knit
Since I tend to be a tight knitter, I used a cable needle bigger than the size I’m knitting yet the stitches insist on tightening on the cable needle when I make the transfer but that is only when they bother to stay ON the cable needle. Then there’s the issue of keeping track of an additional thing. My cable needle has been under the couch, Midnight, my behind, in my hair.
I do enjoy attempting and mastering something new so I will persevere until I can do cables in my sleep.
We shall see.