My first sock!

With cables no less! (The pattern is in One Skein by Leigh Radford) They're not perfect and I can see every flaw but not bad for a first try. Now I just have to find time to finish the mate.

Actually, I did attempt socks once before. They were the tube type so no challenge with the heel flap. I decided I would never wear them so I turned them into wrist warmers. I still don't wear them.

Tomorrow we're off to Europe so no new posts for a month or so. (Like I'm usually really prolific in posting... *rolls eyes*)

Happy October!

10 days and counting

She can knit and crochet but can she sew?

I bought some slacks for the trip and of course they're way too long. This is what happens when you have a petite height but a not-so-petite body. Gotta buy the fat girl clothes and have mom do the hemming. Dang, should've bought them when she was out here last month. Oh well, how hard can it be? Famous last words...

I finally finished mom's shawl. It didn't turn out exactly how I wanted it but frankly, I just ran out of time. Now I'm on to a hostess gift. I wanted to make a pair of socks but was persuaded to make a scarf instead (more likely to finish a scarf in time). I think I'll try the socks anyway. I'd like to move beyond scarves and hats and baby blankets. Thank goodness Michael's is having a sale. Hard to believe but out of all the yarn in that huge stash I have there is nothing suitable for socks.

29 Days til Lift-Off

I need to plan what to pack (which means I need to go shopping because I don't have anything suitable for the trip). I need to make a list of things I would like to do and see in Dublin and England. (We haven't yet figured out where we're going after that.) I need to print a list of addresses for sending postcards. I need to clean the house. However, I can't do any of that until I finish the shawl for my mom. She wants to wear it for Tanya's wedding next month so I need to get it into the mail by mid-September. I'm not quite half-way finished on the length and I think its going to need a border. On the plus side, I get a break from the afghan (see previous post on cursed knitting).