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June, 2010

FO: Granny Bomber Jacket!

I’ve got the pattern writing bug real bad. So bad, in fact, that I’m getting another collection of patterns together for another ebook. It is much sillier, however, knitting winter-wear in summer than it is knitting summer-wear in winter.

Granny Bomber Jacket

So, there is this jacket I knit! It has a bomber jacket shape – cropped, cinched waist, long sleeves, wide chest, exaggerated armholes, pop collar.

Seed Stitch Bands and Boxes

The stitch pattern is out of control! Twisted ribs around seed stitch brown boxes, with a seed stitch bottom band and collar.

Buttons!

The jacket has a crochet button band and, of course, fabric buttons. I used this fun black, white, and gray checkered pattern for mine.

Yikes

I’m not too awesome at color changing. My sweater looked like this, mostly, in progress.

Ohh It's HOTT Finished!

But all that is forgotten once it’s finished and looks so hot!

Test knitter found! Karin of iKnit2Purl2 will be tackling this one for me. Can’t wait to see it! I’m looking for a test knitter! Because this jacket is not fitted there are only two sizes – S/M and L/XL. The jacket I’m wearing is the size S/M. Interested in testing this pattern out for me? Let me know!

Pattern: My own, coming soon!

Yarn: Knit Picks Wool of the Andes in Daffodil and Lion Brand Wool Ease in Mink Brown

Needles: Size 9 circulars, Size G crochet hook

Ravelry Project Page

Ouchie, Press, Bows, and Renegade!

I had an eventful weekend:

1. My Summer Tour Ebook of Knitting Patterns got some hot press on Chicagoist!

2. Then I got hit by a car while I was riding my bike:

Upper Thigh Leg Bruise!

Holy Ouch!

Luckily I landed on the car that hit me instead of the ground, so I only ended up with this intense bruise from where my handlebars tried to catch me.

PSA: Y’all take a glance over your right shoulder BEFORE taking an abrupt right turn into the bike lane, ok?

3. I didn’t do too much moving around this weekend besides alternating hot and cold packs on my leg, so I made these:

Bow Headbands!

Six Bow Headbands! And not one is Detroit Tigers colors. I made them using left over yarn, mostly cotton scraps, from other projects.

Why did I make six bow headbands? Because…

4. I got into Renegade Craft Fair Chicago! I’ll be sharing a booth with Caitlin (yes, Caitlin’s Cardi Caitlin) who makes Sweater Toys. Cute right? I’m going to mostly be pimping the Sweatshop Knit Kits, but I might as well have some bow headbands ready, just in case.

I’m so grateful:

a) To be alive and (mostly!) well and that I have so many people around me concerned for my well being and so willing to help me when I’m in need.

b) That the ebook has been so lovingly received!

c) That I have the ability to make the most of kinda crappy situations. Any excuse to knit a lot!

d) That I’ll get to spend an entire weekend pimping my kits and hand knits with other amazing crafters doing the same.

e) That I think it’s ok to use both numbering and lettering in the same post.

So I’ve got 3 months to get ready for Renegade, pump out a fall knitting class schedule, perhaps maybe release another ebook *cough cough*, get some Summer Knit Kits out (JULY 19TH! SAVE THE DATE!). Holy hell.

What Up, Nolan?!

My little bro and his wife got an addition to their family Wednesday morning!

Hey Nolan!

Don’t start with him about the Lions. He will cut you.

Wake Up Dude!

Apparently he sleeps a lot. I chatted with him on the phone for a bit Wednesday and he seems like a chill bro. A few coos here and there and that is all he really had to talk about. He had only been alive for 10 hours at that point so he didn’t have too much to say.

Mommy, Daddy (<- my BROTHER?! What?!), Nolan, and my mommy (Nolan’s GRANDMA?! What?!) are doing well. Despite all of our best guesses, he was only 7 lbs 13 oz. I was guessing, like, 28 lbs. For Emily’s sake I’m glad I was wrong.

I’ll be sure to share pictures of him rockin’ his personalized onesies and, of course, the DinoSweater! I won’t get to meet him until the end of July, but he already promised to drive down and pick me up from the train station, so he’s already such a sweet guy.

Any ladies looking for a boyfriend?! He’s single! I’d be happy to pass along his cell number if you’re interested.

FO: Traveling Woman Shawl, Take 2

Back in April I knit the Traveling Woman Shawl, because I taught that shawl in Lace Shawl Class and needed to knit my way through it first, obviously. I really loved the pattern, but it ended up too small for me to wear normally. Small kerchief-y shawls are fun and wearable for lots of knitters, but I like a little substance to my shawls.

Big Traveling Woman!

So I upped the weight of the yarn from sock yarn to worsted. This time I used Patons Bamboo Silk blend and size 7 needles.

Lots O Lace!

Now there is lots of fabric for actual warmth-giving. The color is great – super silky silver-gray – and this Paton’s Bamboo Silk has a beautiful drape. It’s cool, too; not remotely itchy and perfect for a summer wrap.

Oh! Have I Seen That Dress Before?

I’m rocking it with my Built By Wendy Knit Dress! I look shiny because it’s 90 degrees out and I really don’t need to be wearing a shawl.

(I was totally right about this dress! I wear it all the time.)

BIG Traveling Woman Lace Shawl

If I were a lil chilly, however, this shawl is the perfect size! I could just throw it over my shoulders and roll.

… it’s not, though. So I’m going to take it off and save it for September.

Pattern: Feministy.com’s Traveling Woman

Yarn: Paton Bamboo Silk, 4 skeins

Needles: Size 7 24″ circulars

Ravelry Project Page

“Oh Yeah. I’d Knit That.”

All summer I’m going to feature guest bloggers talking about knitting and other crafty pursuits. Today I’ve got the hilarious and super craft adventurous Jeanna of Do What Now?, her blog about how to keep sane in a 9-5 world. I asked her, simply, What does knitting mean to you?

Check her on twitter at twitter.com/Yoj228.

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Scene: Christmas 2008 at the in-laws. Living room.  I’m on the couch facing my husband.
Married: 3 months.

Me: “Oh wow! Look at all my presents! Babe, you shouldn’t have!” as I gather up all sorts of little boxes in my arms.
Husband: *smiles*
Me: Unwrapping paper
Husband: *nervous smile*
Me: Holding up eight balls of yarn, confused. I open a box containing needles and I look at him with my head cocked slightly.
Husband: “Well, you said you wanted to learn how to knit!”

And thus began my love/hate relationship with knitting.  My husband was actually the one to get me started into this little hobby after some off handed comment I made, obviously.  I often remind him of this when he gasps, “You spent how much on yarn?”  Tsk, tsk darling.

Without fail that Christmas day, I ran upstairs to watch hundreds of You Tube video’s on how to cast on. How to knit. Purl. Knit and purl? Use circular needles? What the… By the end of the week, I’d spent more time crying and throwing things than actually producing anything that remotely resembled a garment, let alone a square.  But I didn’t give up. I believe my first project was a knitted loin cloth (which should’ve been a scarf). And two years later, I can proudly tell you that I can now read a pattern (however, that doesn’t mean I can actually knit it).

Penis Hat

For me, knitting is an escape.  A chance to reclaim a lost art.  These days, my life is full of technology (as I’m sure all of ours are).  I’m a desk jockey who’s job revolves around emails and spread sheets. Then there’s Twitter. Facebook. Blogs to keep up, celebrities to gawk at and patterns to drool over. Everything is online.  Everything can be emailed. Everyone is connected in some form or another.  What is left to be created or touched by hand anymore? So to come home, brew a cup of tea and create something with my hands, well, it’s like giving the finger to technology while screaming, “Oh yeah, I’m unplugging you.  Right now.  Yep.  Oh you don’t believe me?”  Sorry about that. That was my Mom voice talking.

I’d like to tell you I spend all my free time knitting up fabulous little keepsakes that make all my girlfriends squeal with delight.

Cute Booties!

But I don’t.  By time I leave work, sit in hellish traffic, pick up my son, get home, make out with my husband, get supper on, maybe catch the news, and take a piss, it’s already 10pm.  So when I’m in need of a mental break, I pick patterns that require me to, how should I say this politely, not pay too much attention.  This gives me the ability to knit and watch tv.  Or knit while I watch my son play drums or draw.  I knit in the car (only as a passenger, remember, I’m not that good of a knitter yet) and on little vacations. I knit on my lunch break while fielding the age old question, “How do you do that?

When my friends found out I was knitting, the most common response was, “Ok grandma! You gonna knit me a dino sweater?”  Each smart aleck comment was met with an equally exciting quip from me.  Something like, “Well, you just got marked off the gift list for Christmas sucker” or “Of course I’ll knit you a dino sweater! Your granny said it would go great with your knitted Power Rangers cape!”  Eventually they wised up though and over these two years, I’ve been able to give away some thoughtful gifts.

There are times though, where I just can’t knit.  I can’t bring myself to do another round of K3, P1 for that damn baby blanket.  I couldn’t even muster the energy to do a couple YO for another scarf.  It’s then that I take a break.  Maybe just a day or so, something to give my brain and my wrists a break.  After all, you don’t want people to point and laugh while you’re wearing a scarf I’ve made you, do you? Of course you don’t.

Knitting for me, will always be a work in progress.  I’ll always be the one to say, “Sooo… you knit that sweater in how long? TWO DAYS?! WHAT?!” I’m that friend that will probably remain an “advanced beginner” and I’m totally cool with that.  Believe me, your patience will thank you should you ever feel the need to show me how to do the moebius cast on method.

And if you ever come across a pattern for a knitted bra, garter belt or fake beard attached to a hat, you can bet your ass I’ll be first in line to say, “Oh yeah.  I’d knit that.”

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Show Jeanna some love by tweeting her knitting story and saying hi to her on her blog. Thanks so much lady!