Gobble, Gobble,Gobble…
Happy belated Thanksgiving! Among everything I have to be thankful for this year, I have all of you to thank as well; writing this blog and working on the KOTOTW knitathon project have been such a huge part of my year, and the source of much happiness. I thank you all for keeping me company and being so kind and friendly.
Speaking of Thanks, and giving, I finished my adult-sized turkey hat for Uncle Jack in the nick of time Tuesday night:

Fetching, huh!
Nathan and I brought it to my Uncle Jack on Wednesday afternoon, and helped with the Thanksgiving Meals on Wheels program at Cretin –Derham High in St. Paul, MN; Nate made and stacked boxes, and I peeled (countless) potatoes. All together this year, 15,200 meals were made and delivered(!) I was proud of Nathan for jumping right in and helping independently while I peeled in the kitchen (Note to Self: Buy a dozen new peelers as a gift to the charity; the ones they were using were circa 1970 and about as sharp as a butter knife.) My Uncle has been doing this for over 20 years now; they won’t let him retire. I wish I had gotten a better photo of him in his turkey hat:

Especially because Jack took it off when it got too hot and left it by his coat, but when went to pick it up in the wee hours on Thursday when it was finally time to go home, he realized it had been stolen! (Who steals hand-knit turkey hats, anyway?) But, actually, in the spirit of Thanksgiving, he was very thankful that I wouldn’t ever ask him to put it on for a photo again, and when I asked him if I should make him another one, he blurted out, “Oh, NO!” So we both decided that someone must have really, really liked it, and hope that that person will wear it and find delight in it. (And not eat it by mistake.)
My family celebrated Thanksgiving on Friday, instead of Thursday, because we all work and it is too hard to get the house cleaned and the cooking done and have a relaxing day without a day for prep, and also because we don’t stand on ceremony for those things. (And to let Uncle Jack have a chance to sleep after his all-nighter!) My much-beloved new sister-in-law Mary outdid herself, cooking not only a perfect turkey, but also a blueberry cranberry pie, complete with lattice top, that will live in memory forever. She also made stuffing, and cranberry sauce, which was really good. (Mine came out dreadful, although I loved making it; I love the popping of the cranberries as they begin to boil! It had orange juice and grated orange peel in it, and I guess I just don’t like orange flavor that much.)
Lest you think I was a lady of leisure letting her do all the cooking, I did clean the house, make pumpkin pie (Nathan’s favorite) and sweet potato casserole, and peeled the potatoes (my brother Geoff did the mashing). I used up all my Gladware containers setting up leftover packages for everyone to take home. I didn’t feel like any more turkey at that moment, but regretted not keeping enough for at least one turkey and coleslaw sandwich the next day. We all decided we are going to do an extra Thanksgiving meal in late March, because we all enjoy it so much and turkey once a year just doesn’t seem like enough.
Yarny Goodness Giveaway – Update
So far I have several of the yarny goodness packages whizzing their way to recipients; Still need to get an email from Cai and Tiffane with address and yarn preference info.
AND, a concern: I didn’t receive an email from one recipient, although I did get her first entry email; so now I’m worried that maybe it came into my spam folder, and that I might have erased it! (I confess that I do erase my spam folder periodically without checking, as I really don’t need to increase the length of my . . . well, anything, really…) SO, two new rules for contests: I’ll make sure to give prizes for actual blog comments, instead of emails, in case I miss any. AND, I will do a better job of weeding through my spam folder to make sure I don’t miss anybody, too!
Also, my apologies to Marion, who I accidentally called Miriam (where did that come from?)
Project 14 – Hunter’s Argyle Socks – DONE!
YAAAY! Another project completed!

Here are the finished socks. I am really happy with how these came out, and the color combination as well.

My friend, Renay, finished sock No. 1:

Isn’t it cool to see how entirely different they look in another colorway?

As promised, here is a tiny tutorial on the art of Intarsia:
To knit Intarsia, instead of carrying two colors of yarn all the way across, hiding one behind the other as you knit along, you actually knit each area of color with its own separate ball of yarn, twisting the two yarns around each other where they meet each time the colors change in a row, to sort of link them together and avoid making a hole.
However, you can make that joining place a bit smoother, if you anticipate where you will need the dropped yarn to be, when you are knitting back along the next row! This is especially true if you are knitting along on the next row, and that other color you need to pick up is still 3 or 4 stitches away when you get to the point where you need it; if you just yank the yarn over, this “jog” can cause some lumpiness, because the yarn sort of pulls across the intervening stitches, and the first stitch in the changed color just doesn’t want to stand up straight, which means that the edge of your motif might be a bit bulgy or bumply.
Therefore, when you are knitting the edge of each diamond in these socks, when you are at each edge that slants upwards and to your left, each stitch of the diamond shape will be one stitch further to the left on the following row. So, you need to check the graph you are following when you do intarsia knitting, and when you drop Yarn A and start Yarn B, you need to anticipate where you want the end of Yarn A to turn up in the next row, in order to knit the first Yarn A stitch you encounter. Ideally, you want that Yarn A end to be ready and waiting, right below the next Yarn A stitch you will need to knit!
I twist the yarns together where the two yarns meet, picking the new yarn up from below the one I’m going to drop; this avoids the hole where the two colors join. (If you knitted along with 2 balls of yarn, and didn't twist them at the place where the colors meet, you'd just end up with two different pieces of knitting on your needle in two different colors!).
But then, I also do an extra twist of Yarn A and Yarn B, after knitting 1 Yarn B stitch, so that when I’m purling back along on the next row, and need to pick that dropped Yarn B up again at the edge of the diamond, it is waiting for me directly below the stitch I’m about to knit, ready to come straight up, instead of pulling across the back of the next stitch.

So, here I am, knitting along on the front side, and the diamond yarn (A) is pale teal, and the background yarn (B) is dark spruce. I knit the first stitch of the B yarn, and in the next (purl) row, the stitch directly above this stitch will need to be yarn (A), pale teal.
So, I wrap the pale teal yarn over the dark teal yarn, to "trap" it in the float between those two dark teal stitches. And when I purl back, it will be waiting for me right below where I need to pick it up!

When you are working a purl row and the slant is from lower right to upper left, the same process applies, although here you are trapping the pale teal yarn on the purl side so it will be ready to go on the next knit row.

This is what it looks like on the purl side, as I'm approaching the edge of a diamond. On the last row, I twisted the spruce and rust yarns so that the rust yarn would be right under the first rust stitch (you can see how it is caught between the first and second spruce stitches, waiting to be purled).

And there it is, purled. You can see the yarn carried straight up from the row below, not slanted; so there won't be any of that sideways pressure to skew the fabric or alter the way the stitch looks on the front.

This is a picture of the seaming process; The needle has one of the "ladders" between the edge of the first and second stitches caught, and laces back and forth between these ladders on each side. You can see how this creates a pretty invisible seam. Also note that, although I'm seaming with the dark spruce yarn, it doesn't show on the front, so I can stitch the whole seam with one color and not have to switch as I go along to match the colors of the diamonds.
I don’t know if this makes much sense; just let me know if you’d like me to try to show you more clearly. This is such a helpful thing; now that I've figured this out, I no longer dread intarsia projects, or end up with the edge stitches being unusually large (I used to tighten up the entire area of intarsia, pulling up the excess yarn stitch by stitch; life is just too short for such endeavors.)
Also, sometimes the "jog" between colors is a lot more than just one stitch wide; for instance, when I was knitting Nicky’s Skull Hat from Knitting A Kiss in Every Stitch,sometimes the white yarn used for the skull image had to be a dozen or more stitches to the left of the last white stitch on the row below; so you really had to anticipate where the first skull stitch would appear on the following row, and carry it behind to that point by wrapping it with the black yarn every 3 stitches or so, or you would have to have this long, unwrapped floating piece of yarn sitting behind your knitting. This might get stuck in fingers, and might pull the knitted image out of shape, etc. Not pretty.
A Visit From a Russian!
Nathan has chosen to study Russia in his Global Studies course this year. And, as luck would have it, my friend Karen (a former co-worker and one of my First Thursday Knitting Night buddies) has a Russian exchange student visiting this school year! Anastasia, a beautiful 16-year-old, was willing to come and be interviewed by Nathan a few weeks ago. We love Karen, and her beautiful daughter Lettie, and it was great fun to meet this new temporary member of their family. Here is Anastasia with Karen:

Nathan and I really took a shine to her, as did Madeline the dachshund.
She is fluent in English (and is also learning Chinese and Spanish), and hopes to be a translator some day. She is also just relaxed and poised, and really fun to hang around with.
Anastasia gave Nathan this great powerpoint presentation on Russia (it is part of her exchange student assignment to give this presentation to as many people as possible), and Nathan’s teacher thought it would be great if she could come to Nathan’s class and share it with the other students. So we went to fetch her for a Monday-night sleepover. We had dinner at Ruby Tuesday (yum – fresh salads and mango iced tea with chopped up mangoes in it!), made chocolate cupcakes for Anastasia to take to school and share with friends for Thanksgiving, and then Nathan showed her that iconic movie of American culture (ahem), “Undercover Brother”. (I wanted to show her “It’s a Wonderful Life,” but was out-voted.)
Nathan, looking full of consternation.
Me and my new girlie-pal.
Then, Anastasia went to Nathan’s class on Tuesday, did her presentation, and answered questions for an hour and a half! (There were lots of questions; it isn’t every day that you get to talk to someone from half-way across the world!) Needless to say, it was just fascinating to hear what was is like to grow up in Chelyabinsk, a city south of St. Petersburg and East of Moscow almost on the border with Kazakhstan, and to hear a bit about her parents’ lives and her grandparents’ experiences living in the USSR and under the KGB, etc. I’m going to bring Anastasia back to Nathan’s school some time in February when all the 8th-graders do a formal unit on Russia, so that the other students can see her presentation and have a chance to chat.
By the way, while at the school I saw these great sculptures on display - I think the assignment must have been to make gargoyles:
Anyway, Anastasia is missing Russian food, and wants to try my borscht; she also brought a bunch of Russian recipes over which she’d like to teach me how to make, including the Russian version of apple pie, and some soups. Anastasia is a huge fan the Harry Potter books, and of the Twilight movies and books; we discovered we were both “Team Edward,” and were chattering on like a pair of tweens at dinner, while Nathan was smacking his forehead in dismay. So I think I need to have Karen, Lettie and Anastasia over for a movie night when Nathan is at his dad’s house, as he is not a fan of vampires or borscht, so that we can paint our toes and make popcorn and swoon over Edward without driving Nathan nuts.
Project 15 – Highland Fling Jacket Lessons Learned (Again, and Again, and Again…)
There is an old maxim, “Anything worth doing, is worth doing right.” And another one that goes something like, “Act in haste, repent at leisure.”
I should have both of these tattooed on my hand where I can see them at all times.
I was feeling behind on the KOTOTW projects; work has been so busy I actually had to pull an all-nighter last week, and there are some things I’m knitting for Xmas gifts as well. I was knitting at such a furious pace, I was sure I’d be done with project 18 by New Years, and now I’m only on 15! So, I dashed right into knitting the Highland Fling Jacket on Friday night. And into a rash of mistakes.
First of all, I knitted the fair-isle band along the bottom edge of the back in the wrong color. The graph in the book says to knit the background in Barley, but it should be in Pebble. I simple glance at the photo would have made this immediately clear, but I just kept knitting along, rushing to get the 9 rows done, ignoring that little voice saying, doesn't this look wrong? Why, there isn't a very noticeable contrast between these two colors... I don't remember that from the photo..., but did I stop knitting? No.
So, on Saturday morning I unraveled the edge and started again, whizzing right along, watching the latest episode of Boardwalk Paradise on Tivo. And somehow as I blithely knitted along, on the first cream stripe, I dropped not one, but TWO stitches, and didn’t even notice until I was almost through the first band of colored stripes, and counted stitches along a row as I knit, realizing that I had only 89 stitches, instead of 91!
I haven’t knitted in mohair in awhile; I need to be extra-vigilant because this yarn (Classic Elite La Gran Mohair - YUM! Lush and fabulous. There is a reason that classic yarns stay around for so long), is so fuzzy, it is harder to “read” the strands as they wrap around the needle into stitches. Sometimes the fuzzy halo is thick enough to look like a whole stitch, which means you can accidentally add a stitch; or sometimes, what you think is just a fuzzy bit between stitches is, in fact, an actual stitch. Dropping one stitch is one thing; but TWO??? In just one row??? And when your gauge is only 15 stitches for 4 inches, 2 stitches is a lot, people!!! More than half an inch!
I set it aside; I had to get ready to go to a concert with my friends, Laurie and Christie (more on that later), and thought I would sleep on it and see if I would just mend and fudge it, or rip it down and re-do it.
Here is what it looked like this AM:

Lo and behold: when I took a more thorough look in the cold, hard light of day, two additional problems came to light!
First, even though I faithfully do a gauge swatch, it is important to note that a small inaccuracy on a 4” gauge swatch can really multiply across the 24” over the back of a sweater. Although I was pretty sure that I was getting 15 stitches to 4 inches on my tiny swatch, the full sweater (even BEFORE I droped two stitches) measured only 23” across! I want my final sweater to be 24” wide, so that there is an actual “peplum” effect, so the loss of 2” around just wouldn’t work.
Then, I looked at the garter-stitch edge. When I do garter stitch, it comes out wider than stockinette stitch over the same number of stitches. I should know this by now, by heart, having only learned by making, oh, about 100 sweaters with garter stitch edges. If my garter-stitch edge isn’t tighter, or firmer, than the stockinette stitch body of the sweater above it, it will roll right up (you can see it doing this at the left side of the photo).
I know that being a perfectionist isn’t always healthy. In fact, I generally make myself so miserable by setting high standards that I can’t possibly meet, I have decided to adopt as my new mantra:
“Not perfect, but better.”
So every time I need to get a memorandum out to a client by 5 PM, and by 4 PM realize I can’t revise it a 3rd time to refine it yet more; or when my family is about to arrive and I haven't finished vacuuming (which always gets left to the very last because I hate vaccuuming, even though I bought one of those stupid schmancy vaccuums from the guy with the British accent but now wish I'd waited because his next design is so much better and maneuverable and wouldn't hurt as much when I accidentally bang it into my foot); or when I’m 5 minutes late to a meeting instead of early -- instead of beating myself up for the rest of the day for being a failing loser-pants, I try to take a deep breath, and remind myself that:
- the memorandum isn’t perfect, but that the information in it will put the client in a far better position, than if they were totally unaware of its contents; and
- that my family loves me just as much, even if there is a dust bunny or two in the hallway; and
- that 5 minutes isn’t really significant in the scheme of things, especially when the meeting went so well.
As long as I can make things better than they were before, my efforts haven't been wasted, and I can allow myself to take some satisfaction and pride in that. Even if I can't make everything perfect, every time.
HOWEVER: I also want this sweater to be right, so I ripped it. (Today's score: Perfectionism - 1; Mary - 0.) :D
I’m going to re-do the garter band in a smaller-gauge needle, and use one needle larger to do the body so that it comes out to 24” in width instead of just 23”. And I’m going to check my stitch count periodically so that I don’t suddenly realize that I’ve either missed or added stitches in the fuzzy cloud of mohair that surrounds each row.
Holidazzle and Concert
Minneapolis has a custom that might seem strange to those who don’t live on the frozen tundra. Every year between Thanksgiving and Christmas, we have a parade down Marquette Avenue called “Holidazzle”, with lighted floats, marching bands, all lit up like the night parades at Disney World. Of course, the weather between Thanksgiving and Christmas isn’t exactly ideal for parades, either marching or viewing. But we are apparently hardy enough to take whatever the winter dishes out, laugh in the face of icy winds, and bring our tiny children out into the howling gale to witness this parade. Minnesota – we love it here. Because if we don’t, who will?
My friends Laurie and Christie have had a subscription to the Minnesota Orchestra for years now, and have graciously invited me to join them this season; so we went out to Lotus A Go-Go, a favorite Vietnamese restaurant that serves lots of vegetarian food for Laurie, watched the Holidazzle parade, and then enjoyed the an “Inside the Classics” presentation of Appalachian Spring by Aaron Copeland. (Inside the Classics is a great program where Sarah Hicks and Sam Bergman have a discussion and share insights about the piece in the first half of the concert, playing excerpts and other works to illustrate their point and to put the music into a historical and music-theory context, and then they play the full piece uninterrupted in the second half. Sounds geeky but it is actually funny, fun and fascinating). We had a grand time, and I’m really looking forward to the next concert!
I leave you with some pretttty Holidazzle parade photos:









Stay warm, everybody!
XOXOXO, Mar
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