Woot! I post bearing pictures!

So, despite my posts to the contrary, I haven't had a total loss for knitting lately. The yarn to the right is destined to become a hat of some sort. I don't have the needles for it, so it's just sitting around looking pretty and dodging the cat for the time being. I lost the band for it, so I don't remember exactly what's in it, but it's from Mini Mills in PEI. The colour repeats on it are quite short (like, two inches or so) and it's slightly thick and thin. It's a little strange for me to knit with, but I like the swatch I did. The swatch just told me that I also needed smaller needles for it.

So in the meantime, I've frogged the mini scarf I was making from this Katia Mexico yarn, and have put it on my needles as the hat the Mini Mills yarn was supposed to be. Mini Mills will just have to wait.

This yarn makes me glee all over the place. I love ombred yarns like this, and this one is in such cheerful colours, it just makes me squee. I like to pinch it, because it's so lofty. I only wish it wasn't so splitty. It's a single ply yarn, so it's like so many hairs just laid next to each other on the needles. Add this to my tendency to untwist yarns as I knit, and then add in two froggings, and the yarn has seen better days. But I still love it, so it gets to be a hat.



This lovely red stuff is what gets to keep me warm. It's Lamb's Pride Worsted in Spice, and it's going to be a cat's paw lace shawl, as seen in my last post. Much thanks goes to Moe for suggesting it, and giving me an excuse to go to Tangled Skeins and check it out. I went after lunch today, and sat around drinking coffee and swatching on borrowed needles for an hour, and generally enjoying my complete and utter inability to do any homework there. When I'm through with blogging, I'm going to cast on gleefully and then promptly puzzle over things like pM (short research has shown this to be "place marker") and how to keep track of what row I'm on and what I'm supposed to do on that row. Should be much fun.





And this is my cat. She's very silly, and very bad, and has tried on more than one occasion to make off with every ball of yarn I own. She completely lacks respect for me, and even tried last night to steal the Mexico yarn from a foot away from me. Just picked up the whole ball and tried to run off. My ill fated arm warmers met the same fate, and I had to take two days off from knitting them to rewind the ball, only to discover that it was a full frogging job anyway.

But yeah, she's cute, and I cackle at showing incriminating photos of her on the internet. As much as keeping my yarn away from her is a 24 hour job, I lurves her dearly.