Classic Elite

I am doing Solstice 3 Button Jacket in Clasic Elite Silk. Oatmeal Color. And in all of Northern Kentucky I can not find three 1" buttons that I like. So my 3 Button Jacket may end up being a Jacket with no buttons.
I even went to the Goodwill Store to buy something with three amazing buttons on it, but while I did get a deal on a cute jean bag..$1.00.
No Buttons.
This weekend I am going to finish my pink socks. I have turned the heel on both. And since I have short feet they should be easy to end up today.

I'm doing it

TA DA: drumroll please.
I am doing a sweater. Got into a KAL at LYS. Details to follow.

Still

 I am still planning my sweater, still up in the air with choosing a pattern. Back in the day, when dinosaurs roamed the earth, and yarn only came in Red Heart, sweaters were made from that and in a cardigan or pullover pattern from the Red Heart books.


There may have been underground knitters who made lovely shawls and inventive sweaters with wool in other places, but where I was at the time, that was just not done.

So it is taking me for a spin, this planning. Now I have lots of yarns to choose from and lots of patterns. And colors that will make you cry they are so beautiful.

It reminds me of shopping for paint. I had lived in apartments all of my adult life and finally bought a house. With walls I decided to paint. Turns out that I do not have that gene that lets me look at a wall and decide to paint it anything but white. And I have lived here 10 years and still have white walls. I dream of beautiful homes with wall painted in vibrant colors, then go to the paint store and can’t get me to buy any of those colors. And the man that lives here is no help, he likes whatever I like..or so he says.

Anyway, I am in a pink and gray faze of my life and wonder if I am brave enough to go get yarn, not white yarn, and start a sweater. They are doing a Knit-Along at my LYS. Hum...bet they would help me with this. I will let you know.

Meantime, I am working on a pair of blue socks, plain socks with a ruffle top, for a friend. A pair of pink socks for me, and an afghan for my dgd. Pictures to come.

I want to knit a sweater

 My life revolves around things that are instant. I was talking to a cousin who learned to cook from her mom and our grandmother and was telling her about my quest to learn to make biscuits.
I called my mother and asked her to tell me her recipe as she made wonderful melt in your mouth biscuits. And she did ... two handfulls of flour.
Wait mama...how many cups is two handfulls.
I don't know dear, I never thought to measure it.
But mama your hands are bigger than mine.
I don't know what to tell  you...
And for years I made biscuits with two handsfull of flour. And sometimes they were mama's biscuits, light, flakey, wonderful, melt-in-your-mouth biscuits. And sometimes they were hocky pucks. And I never knew which I was going to get.
So I asked my cousin, what do I need to do.
She tells me use Bisquick, and buttermilk.
And on that note. I want to knit a sweater, but without Bisquick. I have made sweaters before and they came out either beautiful or not. Fit sometimes - sometimes not so much.
So I am planning a sweater...but I may end up with hockey pucks.

Amazing

I know that the Olympics are over, and how you hear the athletes were all excited just to be there. And it comes down to a comunity of people doing things they love, together.
And my thought is that while I mostly knit alone, for this Olympic Games, I was knitting with a huge group of knitters. And this makes me feel like saying how excited I am just to have been part of it. Thank you to Stephanie Pearl-Mcphee for giving us little old ladies, and all of the others that experience.