this is all i’ve got.

this is all i got.

Yep.  This is it.

The new semester started, and, well … you know how that goes.  Even after only two days.  So I’m waiting for my frozen enchiladas to heat up and maybe the house could some sprucing and … maybe I’m not going to think about that.

Also, it’s still hot here.  And please don’t look at that zit.  Concentrate instead on my awesomely sparkly finger nails.

The good news: I’ve got an awesome cardigan on the needles — in need of some serious tinking because I thought I knew better than the pattern (why do I always think I know better than the pattern?!) — using up some stash yarn.

Life is pretty darn good.  I’ll be back soon.

done!

such a big help

Look!  An almost instant FO … complete with cat.  Because it’s not blocking without Alice.

such a big help

So, hey, this is my bed.  And my new awesome GIANT shawl.  I don’t know if you can get a good sense of scale here, but it’s b-i-g.  That’s because it’s a fingering-weight pattern knit on bulky-weight wool.  Boom!  Baktus, chunky style.  (=4 [??] skeins)

I’m in love.  And I can’t wait for fall so that I can wrap myself colorful woolly garter chunkiness.

such a big help

If I can get it back from Alice, of course.

garter love

this weekend

This is how much knitting I accomplished this weekend.  Not even out of the bag.  To be fair, I was at a wedding in Virginia where it was approximately one billion degrees Fahrenheit.  Then there was all that driving.  Let’s just say I wouldn’t recommend undertaking an 11-hour drive in one day, then repeating the whole journey a day later in reverse.  The good news: my first trip to a Cracker Barrel!  And, you know, I got to take part in a friend’s very happy day.

Considering the trip, I guess it’s not surprise that when I got back home I was in the mood for an old friend and some garter stitch.

 

 

chunky!

My love for this yarn is well documented, so I won’t go into raptures again.  I think it always wanted to be garter stitch; I just had to stop and listen.  So far, I’m in love.  Sweet, woolly love.

 

chunky!

When I’m not freaking out about my dissertation, that is.  I really hate freaking out about my dissertation — it’s so predictable and unhelpful — but I’m having a hard time getting my schedule established and feeling productive.  Which leads to a lot of garter stitch.

chunky!

Sigh.  Garter stitch is the best.  This is going to become my outlandish woolly cape of fortitude and determination come fall …