Shame on ya! You didn’t tell me about National De-Lurking Week! I had to find out about it on the street, and it’s almost over.
The best part about National De-Lurking Week, aside from the rampant exhibitionism of all those Former Lurkers revealing themselves in all their de-loveliness, is the buttons!
Here are a few of my favorites, all of which can be found here.
Always wondered where this one came from!
For the lurker with matching shoes and handbag.
In the words of Yoda, “Bones, throw you must.”
This one is from Our President.
In silence and utter anonymity, I knit two scarves that must be exposed to the eternal sunshine of the world wide web.
The pattern is Jo Sharp’s, from Scarf Style, only I didn’t make it in Rare Comfort Kid Mohair, but in Mountain Colors Cashmere.
You heard me: cashmere. Two skeins of the softest, most draping-est yarn ever on my needles. I think it’s dyed with indigo, because there were a few odd greeny-yellow spots. I chose to think of these little blots as “flaws that enhance” (like Marilyn’s beauty mark), in light of how much this precious yarn costs. Worth every penny, spots and all.
It was a pressie, so it got rolled up in a hand-dyed silk ribbon. The recipient loved it. Grateful recipients of knitting make life worth living. They encourage us to keep knitting for others. Whether this is a good thing or not, history will decide.
Department of Keep Yer Mitts Offa It
Over the New Year’s weekend, I knit 5 stashed skeins of Muench Touch Me, which also costs the earth I might add, into another Scarf Styles wonder.
Vintage Velvet. Aptly named, this one. You knit it up, wondering all the while whether you really are the type who goes for this fuzzy, over-bright, over-shiny, chunky and slightly twisty yarn. It is, after all, a core of wool surrounded by a halo of synthetic sweepings from the Shiny Flurf Factory. It’s a Novelty Yarn at a Premium Fiber Snob Price.
BUT. You knit on, trying to get your money’s worth. You think about who you will dump it on if it comes out of the washer and dryer still looking like something you’d buy from a street vendor 2-for-$10. (A sparkly relative, no doubt.)
You follow the instructions, to wash it hot, dry it until almost dry. (Lord knows I love to hot-wash and shrink me some yarn.)
And you get THIS. It really does look like vintage cut-velvet. You forbid anyone else to touch it. You will be buried in the thing. It is worth the 15 bucks a skein, for it has made you whole. (Note: Get a load of my “natural” blond highlights. Just call me Breck Girl; only everybody-who-sees-me knows for sure.)
Or whatever. It’s a nice scarf.
Happy National De-lurking Weekend. I will spend it trying to get Neve and Gliz out of my retinas. Do the organizers of the Olympics not know about Jess Hutchison? Do they not realize that we need a handknit robot Olympic Mascot? What is the world coming to?