Fiber Dreams

Egads. If there were any doubt—which there wasn’t—my ovaries are still producing hormones quite well, thank you very much. I’ve heard that sometimes after a uterus is removed, the ovaries, even when left in like mine were, quickly give up the ghost. Not so, mine. They’re still working quite fine.

Gads.

I’ve been in an increasingly bad mood the last couple of days. As today wore on, it got worse and worse. Ended up sitting on the couch upstairs, waiting for Dave to get home, weeping.

Why in the world am I weeping?

Knit, knit, knit.

Trying to calm down, knitting, tears streaming down my face. Thought of Dad. Oh, that made it better. Not. More tears.

Oh, duh.

I must be about to have my period. Except I don’t have one any more. But I do have hormones still.

Rolls the eyes.

Still in an absolutely wretched mood. Poor Dave came home. Noticed immediately that something was wrong. Come on. What is it? What’s wrong? Nothing. Come on. What is it? I’m in a wretched mood is all. Why?

Finally I was able to get it out. Hormones. Got up. Went over to Dave. He got up. Folded me in his arms. He understood. He laughed gently at me.

Everything was fine again. Wet. But fine.

My eyes are a little sore, but I’m feeling so much better now. I haven’t had a case of hormones this bad for a while. It feels so stupid afterwards. I’m just glad I realized what it was, and didn’t lash out or do something else stupid.

Gads.

Spring Knitty!

Enough of that. The spring Knitty is out. There are two sweaters I especially like… Tahoe, a light weight cardigan with sock yarn edging, and Isabella, a sleeveless v-neck pullover—not a tank top—with a nice lace detail around the neckline and picot trim around the arm holes. (Maybe I am still a little irritable.) I like the Quill Lace socks, but I have other patterns that are screaming more loudly. The Clessidra knee-high socks are marvelous, though seem like way too much work. Besides. I haven’t worn knee-high socks since my last pair wore out in the 1980s, and I don’t know if I’m ready for them again so soon. The More Stripes vest is rather fun, too.

Visiting!

I was reading Wendy’s blog this evening, and she’s recently gotten a raft of questions about picot edges. The only time I’ve done a picot edge has been at the top edge of socks, and it’s always been a folded edge with stitches picked up from the cast on edge. Works fine for me. But there are a number of different ways of doing this, as it seems. Wendy referenced an article over at Knitty, Bind off: Part Deux. There are a number of different bind off techniques in the article, including a knit bind off that results in a pretty—not folded—picot edge.

Wendy also referenced a link she received in her comments to a new KnitWiki, and an article there with some more ways of achieving a picot hem. Sarah addresses a folded picot edge from both the cast on and cast off directions, and knit flat and in the round for each.

You’ve got to go see Kristie’s Pomatomus socks. They’re gorgeous. Kristie and I have plans to get together again next week. Wednesday. I can’t wait! We’ll have tea and knit and talk at my house after lunch. Woohoo!

Deb’s doing a capital job in coming up with questions for Booking Through Thursday. Honestly, I don’t know what I’d do without her. I’m sure the whole meme would have folded ages ago, if she weren’t here to carry the ball. As is the case this week, she usually gets the questions posted before I even realize what day of the week it is. Thank you, Deb! I’m planning on answering this week’s questions in a separate post. Some time after the sun comes up.

Knitting!

The Melon shawl now has, I think, 44 pattern repeats done. I counted earlier this evening, and I think I did two more after that… I need 62 total, so I’m two-thirds of the way there. It’s long enough to barely wrap around me at this point. Looking good. And fuzzy.

The feather and fan socks didn’t get much attention today. Bummers. Ah well. They did get some, and that’s what counts. I can’t wait to wear them.

Exclamation!

Okay. So I’ve used a ton of exclamation marks in this post. I guess I’m still feeling a bit hormonal. Better, but evidently not fully recovered. So glad this happened this week instead of next week when Kristie’ll be here. Whew.

Sorry about the lack of photos here. I’m just not feeling up to it. Too tired. It is 2:00 a.m., after all. Speaking of which, I think I’ll toddle off back to bed. Nighty night.

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