"My name is Jen, and I'm a yarnaholic."

I'm such an easy mark. I go to my new fav yarn store, Capital Yarns, to get ONE THING. ONE ONE ONE. A set of size 7 pony anodized aluminum needles. If you haven't tried these, they are great. I prefer to knit on metal. Because I'm a deplicted (is that a word) knitter, and the metal makes up for my slow-poke-itis. They are SOOOO much better than the susan bates or boye needles (no they aren't getting a link) you can get from Michaels or ACMoore (which I pers believe is better than mike's at the get go). For one thing...they are filled. I have a sweater pattern i love, but it's on size 2 needles. I was going thru about a set a month, because I was putting the needles in my bag, and within a couple days they were bent, by week 3, they were unusable. People said to find wooden needles--yeah try that in size 2. The pony ones are filled and just really nice to use. I recommend highly.

So I went in for that ONE ONE ONE THING.

yeah.

That worked out.

Meet my new yarn --the color is really more a pure purple. It's freaking gorgeous and beautiful and i love it. Omigosh I love. It wasn't too bad. $17.00 for 100g. Not bad really. And it's so warm...Glee and I'm making something out of it for ME ME ME ME ME ME. ME. ME. ME.

For the record, I have yet to benefit from my knitting. I don't wear scarves much, yet I have a ton, and i'm always doing some other project. And making myself a sweater includes a tape measure and destroying the gossamer weight string that ties me to the illusion that I'm at my pre-baby weight. If you didn't have to measure yourself to make a sweater, I'd have a closet full. As it is, I am staying far far far away from that tape measure.

What I don't like is casting on in a lace pattern. You have to do a provisional cast on, so you can pick up the stitches later. Welp, that whole "invisible cast on" may not be beyond my abilities, but it is beyond my patience. So I'm using this method instead. Taking full advantage of my massive crocheting skills (note sarcasm).

That said. I ended up frogging the night away, because obviously I'm incapable of counting. Or reading a chart. Or really anything beyond drooling and occassionally blinking.

I can prove this, as yesterday, I walked into a tree. A real tree. Walked straight into it. I have scratches all around my left eye...and lets just take a moment and thank God for eyelids....and prolly glasses too. They fought a brave defensive war against the onslaught of the twig forces.

In other news, I emailed the designer of Sherwood pattern (i'm sorry but if I put this link up again, I may puke)...she told me the line that was confusing me was just weird and an editor had put it in...I was free to ignore. GLEE FROLIC JOY.

She's now my friend on ravelry. And here's her blog. She lives in Italy. Join me in my jealousy.