Tangles

First off, this is hilarious. Oh the amazing things that you find when you click random page on Wikipedia.

So, last night went well. Amazing time with the other Campus Crusaders at Tech, GA State, Kennesaw and others. And lots of work on teh Sock. One thing to keep in mind: There are several things that should never be stored within a foot radius of knitting. Ipods with headphones and camera cases with straps. They all decide that they want to be close personal friends and they get very very tangled.

Today I was supposed to be doing volunteer work, but it was raining lots earlier so things got called off :( . More knitting time. Most of my friends are going camping this weekend, but that’s not my thing. I’m going dancing at Agnes Scott instead, and there will be swing dancing! Yay!

Before I disappear for today, I’d like to sing the praises of these little babies. Lime and Violet talked about them in September and Mom and I ordered two sets after I got her addicted to the Cult of L&V at Christmas. They work fantastically to keep you from pulling out an entire needle’s worth of stitches accidentally. I refer to them as my doodads, and when I’ve misplaced it you will often here me muttering: “Doodad, oh Doodad, where did you go???”

I’m going to go listen to L&V and knit. I am going to turn that heel today!!

This morning I actually slept in. And by that I me…

This morning I actually slept in. And by that I mean slept through the night until 8:30 when the landscaping outside decided that it hated me. Le sigh. But still, later than I’ve slept in a while even if was before my 8:42 alarm. Yay Tuesdays and Thursdays when I don’t have class until 10:00 and my ride doesn’t get here until 9:45.

Got batteries for the camera. I swear I have double As somewhere but they have been stolen by Robin Goodfellow and the other fairies in my room. Speaking of gentle Puck, I have notecards and a plan for my presentation, which means I feel better about posting when I should be working on, you know, schoolwork.

The more I read A Mid-Summer Night’s Dream the more I love it. My initial reading of it (my first Shakespeare play) was due to this book which no one’s ever read, and I love more than life. Now it’s because I’m just a little bit fairy obsessed.

I mean, look at my purse:

But back to the topic of this post. Today Sonya, Rie and I got Chinese. It was meant to be a bit of an informal knitting club thing because we didn’t meet yesterday, but only I had out my knitting, because Sonya had class. Still, the sock likes Chinese.

Here, I google text to find out the addy of the cheapest Chinese place we know of:

Sock + Chinese. And Rieddhi’s hand….

Sonya eating yummy food

Sonya and juicebox! I’ve decided that college brings your food likes back to the age of ten….

And speaking of the sock; here’s sock on the Knitting Chair:

Miss Violet, I must tell you that last fall when the Knitty with my darling Lizard Ridge came out I was scared silly. “Maybe some day, when I’m more experienced” I thought. And then I read the pattern. Short rows? I can do that…. maybe. And thus far my only problem has been yarn tangles, since I’m knitting with two ends alternately. Safety pins make my world.

Pictured are Under the Sea and The Secret Garden. Carnivale is in my bag in Sonya’s car, so there shall be pics of him when he is retrieved.

Tonight is Real Life Metro over at Tech. I shall probably get odd looks for knitting, but whatever. People at Bible Study have stopped noticing. It helps me focus. I do not put knitting above God, and He knows it. We’ve talked about it.

I want Starbucks. I need a car like yesterday…..

Oh, and remind me that I never ever want to read the AOL message boards. This story was up there today and if I saw “Sew her up” or “Catch her and preform a full hysterectomy” one more time I was going to scream. Honestly people, this woman needs help. Be compassionate!!

I’m going to go answer my pen-pal letters and then knit before trekking up to dinner. *wishes she could knit self a car*

PS. You know you’re a knitter when your first instinct upon finding out your phone has fallen between your desk and the wall is to attempt to fish it out with a needle. Only when that fails do you move on to a hanger….

First post

Gotta love the first pirst, in which I pretty much talk to myself. As if I don’t do enough of that anyway….

Hi! I’m Chelsey, I’m eighteen and a freshman in college in Atlanta. I have a passion for literature, French, French Literature and knitting. A lot of knitting. I’m attempting to start a knitting club with my friends up here.

Right now I’m working on a Lizard Ridge Afghan which will probably take me the next million years. No, actually I’ve six squares done right now and I’ve been working on it since March. I do a square in between projects.

I name my squares as well. Pictured above are Skyline, The Jungle Book, A Mid-Summer Night’s Dream and the first bit of Carnivale. I also have The Secret Garden and Under The Sea that I’ll post pictures of once I find camera batteries.

Right now the in-between is my first pair of socks for me, using the basic pattern from The Yarn Harlot’s Book . I stole it from the Knitting Closet of Doom at home. My mother shall never miss it. Great book, I read most of it in a night and the rest on the ride up here.

I knit a pair of socks from The Knitter’s Handy Book of Patterns for my best friend last year, but not myself. It’s difficult to size them right for me because my leg swells up a lot so they have to be, like, ginormous. Sigh

Today, though, I got ditched by my friends (not really, but had time to myself), so I took a nap and then sat down to listen to Lime and Violet 30 and knit. It was really nice, and I love those girls.

I should be working on my presentation for Shakespeare in Preformance next Thursday, but since I think I just picked a new topic that I want to run by my professors I may go back to my knitting chair! I’m listening to Notre-Dame de Pariswhich makes me want to knit delicate shawls and dance barefoot somewhere in Europe….