It's Just a Sock Dang-It

Okay, I'm going to try for a real post here. First of all, I totally forgot to post my finished Chevron Scarf. Between you and me, I never thought I'd actually finish such a scarf but once I started I couldn't wait to finish so I could wear it. I absolutely love it... bright colors and all!

Chevron Scarf from Last Minute Knitted Gifts

Socks that Rock Mediumweight: Watermelon Tourmaline & Farmhouse

Size 5 needles

Apx: 6" x 64"

I've also been (a wee bit neurotically) working on my Christmas Eve socks. While I've managed to complete 2 unmatching socks in spite of re-doing each heel at least 3 times as I tried to master new techniques, I have only negative progress to show on the Chewy Spaghetti sock.

After enduring the various heel options I felt compelled to try, it was completely frogged. Actually, it's been frogged more times than I can count. The yarn is incredible... too incredible in fact... too incredible to settle for anything other than the perfect sock. With the color changes, perfection seems to occur with a 60 stitch cast on knit in Crosshatch Lace from More Sensational Knitted Socks. However, since it is a sportweight (a wonderful squishy sportweight with a nice tight twist), 60 stitches was a bit too big. Not way too big mind you... just a bit... just enough to not be perfect.

Now 48 stitches fits great but instead of a pleasantly flowing stream of colors, I get clumps of color. I know it's called pooling, but pooling never bothers me. I have never changed a sock pattern because of the way the colors are aligning... and had I started out with 48 stitches, I most likely would've knit on in blissful ignorance that a better possibility existed. But it does... and I know. So the last week has been spent wasting many an hour in a fruitless attempt to find the perfect pattern. Last night I finally cast on 60 stitches once again choosing to accept the peaceful balance of color over the perfect fit. I can't even begin to express the torment I have endured.

I think I need to take a break for some Minesweeper. Busy days I tell you. Busy, busy, busy.

PS... Sorry but this computer is way too slow, and my patience is way too over-extended to provide links.