Sock it to me!

I love horrible puns. (Cue everyone's response of "DUH".)

Anyway, last night I finally decided to start working on my first pair of real socks. I bought the yarn with my last Knit Picks order to make some socks for Matt, who needs a pair of tan socks to go with some brown pants that he has.



So far so good - the top inch of rib is done and I'm working on the seed stitch rib pattern now. The pattern I'm using is Thuja from Knitty, with some modifications. That pattern calls for worsted yarn, but since I had fingering, I cast on 64 stitches on size 3 dpns. It looks like the cuff is big enough, but if not I'll just chalk this up to a learning experience. So far it's been easy, I'm just dreading the hard part when I get to the heel. Maybe I should practice doing a small heel with some scrap yarn so I don't mess up the actual sock (which would make me throw a tantrum).

Also, these metal dpns are butts. Stitches falling off all over the place. I knew I should have gone for the more grabby Harmony set.

Hello world!

I am a notoriously bad blogger because I rarely feel like I have anything to say, and end up using twitter to post itty snippets all the time instead. But! I've found myself in need of a project journal or somesuch thing, instead of just clogging up my Ravelry projects page with my notes.

Blog title courtesy of Matt, who thought it was the best knitting pun he'd ever heard and was shocked that google returned zero results for the phrase. He's really taken with knitting and super supportive of it, which I appreciate. He indulged my desire for yarn yesterday by driving out to Uniquities after we hit the mall (and I stocked up on Lush, mmm) and we found some self striping yarn to make an iPod cozy and some socks for him:



And some lovely hot pink alpaca and silk for me, which might end up as socks, or something much nicer. I can't stop nuzzling it against my face.



Right now I have My So Called Scarf on the needles, using some purple/blue/yellow Silk Garden that loves nothing more than slipping right off my Harmony needles when I try to pass the slipped stitch over.



Knitting it for a long time makes my right arm hurt, which is part of the reason that I usually use circulars instead of straights, but the slippiness makes me want to hurt things when I try to knit it on circs. Guess this will just be a slow to finish project. Fine by me, it'll be nice to have a mindless stitch pattern on the needles for back up when I feel like taking a break from harder things.

Oh, and thanks to a four hour ride to Matt's parents place, I discovered that knitting makes me just as car sick as reading. Boo.