No YouTube Friday today… instead knitting.
It started with 2 pairs of socks, and a knitting fair. I decided I would knit a pair of socks for a couple of friends for Christmas, an easy budget friendly, thoughtful gift. 4 individual socks… 3 balls of yarn. No problem.
And then it grew… and grew and grew.
And by the end of my Christmas 2010 season I had completed and gifted 7 pairs of socks, 2 toques and a sweater.
How did this happen? It started innocently enough I finished the original 2 pair. So I bought yarn for another pair. 3 pair… not bad. Definitely not biting off more than I could handle. Then I was knitting at the Boy’s parents house and they asked what I was working on. I said, “I’m knitting socks for Christmas, everyone’s getting socks” The Boy’s mom said “Oh! That’s great! I’ll look forward to it.” I didn’t mean EVERYONE everyone, but since that was still October I decided no problem… I could take on a couple more.
Then about 2 weeks before Christmas my lovely sista had a question. “Do you think you could knit a toque for Christmas?” The sista doesn’t knit… she makes requests. This request was for her man-friend. Since I still hadn’t thought of a gift for him, I took on the challenge, with the understanding he might get it still on the needles. I went over how many projects I still had on the go, and pointed out that My Boy, would be getting balls of yarn since he told me not to worry about knitting for him.
Sista gave me shit. Apparently it sounded terrible to say my Fiance (BTW the Boy hates that word) only made the B-list. I should really knit him something if I’m doing it for everyone else.
So I headed back to the yarn store. Serenity Knits in Newmarket is a little closer than my usual Mary’s Yarns in Unionville and since I was on a deadline – I had no time to spend on a longer trip than necessary. So I picked two toque patterns. “Ribbed for his Pleasure” and “Knotty But Nice“. And I knit. And I knit. And I knit.
And I finished The Boy’s Toque – described as a perfect thank you for the man in your life who doesn’t mention that your stash is constantly multiplying and that you’ve brought your knitting to bed while wearing scrubby pajamas. Sounded perfect – and if he didn’t love it I did.
Sista’s man got a toque still on the needles… but it was finished, torn out (too long) and re-knit by December 26 so that’s not bad. It was a 2×2 rib, and described as nothing fancy. Just a plain hat for a plain toque lover… with a dirty name.
And the sweater… oh the sweater. It was supposed to be a plain stocking stitch sweater… nothing too complicated about it. I thought it’d take me 2 weeks at a leisurely pace. I was madly trying to finish it December 24th, all the while fairly certain it wasn’t going to fit. I finished it. And I was right. It didn’t fit. Unless of course my sista didn’t want to put her arms down. So it’s back in my knitting bag and I have to attach it to the wool winder this weekend and rip it out… completely. Argh.