I'm in a terrific mood. I just took my car in for a recall, and they washed it for free. They use so much salt on the roads here, that on a black car you get horrible white salt schmutz on it- so a clean Rabbit makes me a happy bunny.
I have been busy, making....wait for it.... a pair of socks. My friend had some amazing Malabrigo in the most beautiful blue/purple, and I'm using the pattern she did, Wendy's diagonal rib. I don't do toe-up, so this is a bit backwards, but wonderful. I never did "get" the whole sock craze thingy- and while I agree that handknit ones are superior, they do take a long time. I could knit a whole Aran sweater in the time it takes to make a pair. That's not far off the truth.
My new best friend is this Sweet Tortie Polwarth from Fat Cat Knits. Totally and utterly scrummy- so much so, that I ordered some more to make some sort of wearable. As an aside- you may have noticed the sheepskin background. I was having trouble with my back while spinning, so FC got me this. I guess I can be called Gladys (glad+ass) or Happybum.
Should anyone be under the mistaken illusion that my designs work out the first time- sorry. Alot of frogging goes on. It's hard to see in this pic, but the gradation of color in the corrugated rib wasn't right. Usually, I start from dark into light, and decided that I would go the opposite way- it wasn't right. Back to the beginning.
This week's book is part one of Stephen Fry's autobiography from 1997. This man is the funniest, and most eloquent writer out there. I love everything he's done, and I wish I could hang out with him. Part 2 is on it's way here, so I wanted to re-read this. It contains the most hilarious line I have ever read, and actually fell off the chair laughing:
"At the start of the fete, every time moles had been knowingly alluded to as I Prince Michael of Kented my way from stall to stall, I had pretended that I knew what it was all about, but I was dissembling furiously."
It was the first time I had seen anyone use someone's name as a verb. See what I mean? Brilliant. His novels are equally hilarious.
Okay, off to spin. Have a great week, and a carwash.