Tagged: trekking90 sock

In Which the Pirate Starts a New Sock.

In Which the Pirate Starts a New Sock.

January was supposed to be the month in which I made fingerless glove/flip-top mittens. But I was so frustrated at the last sock’s failure that I cast on for a new sock instead – a garter rib pattern from Sensational Knitted Socks. It will be good to travel with. I’m using Socks that Rock Lightweight in “Pirate’s Booty,” which looks an awful lot like...

In Which the Pirate Gets Mad at the Sock.

In Which the Pirate Gets Mad at the Sock.

Nope. It’s not going to work. I need to accept that and move on. This morning I tried on the sock, everything in place but the toe. It’s too tight. I had to fight to get it on, and then when I took it off I had ribbing marks on my leg and foot. And the heel flap is too short. I’m giving up...

In Which the Pirate Talks About Lace and Socks.

In Which the Pirate Talks About Lace and Socks.

Cici commented, “I liked seeing your ostrich plumes.. I just got the pattern and am ready to cast on.. I was dissapointed that there wasn’t a chart. Did you make a chart for yours? Is it easily read without it? I think charts are lifesavers.” The Ostrich Plumes pattern is so simple that I didn’t bother to make a chart. I did, however, write...

In Which the Pirate Goes Back to the Sock.

In Which the Pirate Goes Back to the Sock.

I’m back from Christmas with the inlaws, and back to knitting on the Trekking Ribbed Sock. I’ve been worried that it’s going to be too small. My previous sock was too loose at 68 stitches on size 1 needles, so I overcompensated made this one with 64 stitches on size 0 needles, and also added quite a bit of ribbing. Today I decided that...

In Which the Pirate Gets the Rest of Her Yarn.

In Which the Pirate Gets the Rest of Her Yarn.

It’s here, it’s here! The last piece of my WEBS order is here! There’s only one thing that disappoints me – they charged me full price for this one ball of yarn, even though I ordered them all together and should have gotten the 20% discount. I guess that only applies to yarn that goes into one shipment? Ah well, at least it’s all...

In Which the Pirate Knits at Work.

In Which the Pirate Knits at Work.

Ah, finally, a chance to talk about both knitting, and my day job, in the same post! Today at around 10:00am the power went out. It flicked off, then on again (the HVAC was confused) then off. And it stayed that way. After a minute or two, we all shut our computers off (it’s so nice to have UPSes) and wandered around in the...

In Which the Pirate Has No Pictures.

In Which the Pirate Has No Pictures.

It gets dark so early now that if I get the least bit distracted when I get home from work, I can’t take good pictures of my new yarn or my sock progress. But I can tell you that there is new yarn and sock progress! I have five out of six balls of Rowan Felted Tweed; the sixth is on backorder. I have...

In Which the Pirate is Thankful.

In Which the Pirate is Thankful.

Thanksgiving weekend was great! Pirate-Husband and I drove up to Queens on Thursday morning and had almost no traffic. It was amazing. Even the toll plaza at the NJ Turnpike exit for the Goethals Bridge was free and clear. I’ve never seen it so empty. The holiday was wonderful. I ate way too much food and got quite a bit of knitting time in...

In Which the Pirate is Distracted.

In Which the Pirate is Distracted.

Ravelry is sucking away my knitting time. As if I weren’t addicted to the internet enough already, there are two things which are making it worse. First, the Big Issues Debate Group. The people there are just awesome! There’s such a high level of intelligence and civility, even when we disagree 100% on a topic. Now the second, just started today, is that there’s...

In Which the Pirate Knits Where She Should Have Purled.

In Which the Pirate Knits Where She Should Have Purled.

The great thing about having SnB at Cosi is that they serve wine. I had a glass of a pretty good Shiraz with my sock knitting last night. Now, I’m not sure if it was the wine or if it was the talking and not paying attention to my knitting, but I came around to the ribbed portion of my sock and noticed that...