I knit in my sleep.  It’s not like I sleep walk over to my chair and pick up my knitting.  Its that sometimes I fall asleep while I’m knitting.  My hands keep on going.  They don’t follow the written pattern anymore, just go on unattended, willy nilly.  After Friday night’s sudoku marathon, I wasn’t about to let it ruin another night of knitting.  So Saturday night I was making up for lost time.  Well, I wasn’t, making up lost time at all, it seems.  I fell asleep.  Sunday, with the Super Bowl on, I figured there would be a few hours of uninterrupted knitting.  The scarf would grow.  It’s my habit to finish after the last row of a pattern repeat.  That means I can always pick it up and start on row one.  I started.  Where did all these knit stitiches come from?  They were not part of this pattern.  I ripped three rows back.  That’s how far it took to correct the messed up patterning and dropped stitches from my previous night’s dream knitting.  Guess I need some sleep.

Last evening, while I sat in my knitting chair, gazing down at the wagons project bags circling the camp fire chair, it came to me that by this Friday, I should have two sweaters that are finished front and back.  Both needing sleeves.  Everywhere in the blog-o-verse, knitters are signing up for the Olympic Knitters challenge.  I had not planned on going there.  So, what better challenge than to back stroke on over to Sleeve Island and battle the monster.  Finishing one will be a win for me, two a gold medal.  It doesn’t meet all the rules.  I’m time challenged.

Last night, while returning a dvd to the local library, I saw a book that screamed out to me.  Baghdad Burning is the continuing blog entries by an Iraqi girl/ woman of daily life in Baghdad.  She blogs on blogger under the name Riverbend.  Has anyone read this?  Comments?

Shibori can be many things.  It is the technique of applying a resist, of many or any sorts, to a fabric prior to dyeing, and or felting / fulling.  I first saw this technique about four years ago.  Jeung-Hwa Park was selling beautiful scarves and shawls at a street fair.  Months later, I saw an article about a piece of her work becoming an acquisition at the American Crafts Museum.  From time to time, I’d see another small ‘blurb’.  I kept my eyes open.  I was intrigued.  Last spring, Shibori surfaced at the MSW.  In the fall, Interweave Knits printed an article describing the process.   I finally got on the stick, so to speak.  I knitted up the scarf. The holidays barreled down on me, and time did what time does. Then it was February. 
Here’s what I did Saturday…

 

 

 

Another Japanese word made it’s way into my vocabulary this weekend…sudoku.  Do NOT go there.  Be warned….. it WILL cut into your knitting time.  I will make you want to drop everything you are doing and do nothing else.  Hours will go by.  They will feel like minutes.  Time will magically disappear, burn up.   The 99 cents I spent Friday night on the recommendation of a ‘so called’ friend, (you know I love you) ate up hours and hours of my weekend.  Friends should NOT do this to friends.  You’ve been warned. 

 

     

       

       

C is (also) for CABLE.   As in.. The *CABLE* broke off my Bryspun circular needle last night.  The company will replace it.  They’ve had problems with the jion.  Too bad, I love the points on the needles and the nearly not there feeling cable.  I hope the new cable they use is as pliable.