Y’all ever steam block a project and it helps so much that it completely restores your faith in your abilities as a knitter and in blocking as a crucial step of project finishing
(Pattern is Diamond Gansey Socks by Wendy Johnson, yarn is Malabrigo Ultimate Sock in Rosalinda)
This is how I do it - invisible seaming
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btw I’ve found these stretches from the WAK blog very helpful when knitting a lot:
Plus make sure to take breaks regularly - and stop if anything starts to hurt!
especially with gift knitting I know it can be tempting to push through it for a deadline, but it’s really not worth causing long term injury. (And anyone knit-worthy should be understanding of that, imho.) Stay well :)
Also good for artists drawing with pencils/on a tablet/with a pen!
Also good for writers
Make art, take care!
So you are knitting your first lace project, and you've got the wrong number of stitches and you're stuck and you don't want to frog. I'm here to help. But! My advice depends on you being able to read your stitches on the last patterned row (whether that's every row or every other row depends on the pattern). If you don't know how to do that, try knitting a swatch and putting in some decreases, double decreases, yarn overs, etc and then look at your work to locate those stitches and see how they look.
First advice: if your pattern is repeating, put a stitch marker in between each repeat. It's possible these stitch markers will move, but you need to know which repeat(s) you've made a mistake on and this makes that much easier because you'll realize you made a mistake when you get to the end of the repeat instead of the end of the row. I know not everyone does this, but I've been knitting 15 years and I see no shame in taking all the help you can get. All the advice here assumes you are doing this.
My Partner: FUCK YOU GO FUCK YOUR FUCKING SELF AND ARM KNIT A FUCKIGN SCARF AND THEN SHOVE YOUR UGLY USELESS SCARF UP YOUR FUCKIGN TACKY ASS
Me: this looks like a fun bondage game
So I have been adopted into a knitting circle I have never met?? I started knitting a few weeks ago (on my fifth sock now! Socks are fun.) and one of my friends told their mother about it. Their mother knits. Like a lot. And she also hoards, again, a lot. So, two weeks ago, my friend gave me a care package with a project bag, stitch markers and a pair of small ducks to stick on the needles so I don't lose any stitches.
Needlessly said, I was absolutely overjoyed. I made sure my friend would tell their mother how happy I was about this (I mean look at those ducks. LOOK AT THEM), ran around screaming in a circle for about half an hour and expected the whole thing to be over.
I was wrong.
One more important thing: I have met this woman once, and so briefly that I don't remember what she looks like. I have no clue if she remembers what I look like. I don't even remember her name. Anyway, I guess my friend mentioned I was complaining about wool being expensive because I am broke as hell and that does not pair well with hyper fixating on an expensive new hobby. Now their mother listened to that, went to her knitting circle, and discussed me. With all these other old ladies. And they decided to go through their dragon hoards of yarn to decide what they needed and what not, and pooled together to gift it to me.
Whom they have never met before. Because they thought it would make me happy. AND I AM HAPPY. VERY HAPPY. (The only issue is that my friend refuses to give it to me until Tuesday afternoon so I actually study for my biology test which I guess is fair but also uuuggggghhhhhhhhh.)
More importantly, I am just so completely overwhelmed at the thought of these people hearing about me through a silent post game led by my incredibly cagey friend and just deciding to help. They have no clue who I am. They just thought it would make me happy. Holy shit. I need a moment. I am in awe.
That's why I like to do random acts of kindness for others.
Just to make them happy.
It makes me happy to make others happy.
You being in need, and those ladies being able to help? I guarantee that it makes them happy to be able to help.
Compersive joy is not limited to intimate relationships, and is fundamental to human community
Throwback to one of my early patterns that is already 11 years old - Zimtstern Mitts, fingerless gloves started from the thumb with surface crochet added as you go. The free knitting pattern is available from my blog:
https://knitting-and-so-on.blogspot.com/2013/11/zimtstern-mitts.html
Finished!! Present for my mom. Pattern is “Pimp My Shawl” and is available on Ravelry. Yarns are: dark blue - Indigodragonfly; light blue - Ancient Arts Yarn; orange - Manos Del Uruguay. I am so stoked over this and kind of want to make another one for me.
What.... What are you doing?
how I feel when I'm crocheting and someone asks me what I'm knitting... 😓
I think I’m having a stroke.
is this what them knitting.com boys were gonna try and do?
cellarspider
Bioware games can absolutely fascinate me, in part because of their worldbuilding, and in part because of where the worldbuilding ends. I mean, I did a whole long series of posts on the grammar of Qunlat and I have at least a dozen essays worth of material of exegetical analysis of religion in Dragon Age kicking around in my brain, which I keep threatening to actually manifest.
ALTBut since I’m here with my worldbuilding hat on, I’m going to ramble about Star Wars: The Old Republic, focusing on some of the sometimes-hilarious drama that’s implied by the plot, and the implications for how these shenanigans remade a major galactic society in the process. Involved will be a man who faked his death to get out of going to meetings, a wine uncle who might become emperor, a living scowl with dangerous shoulders, and other assorted animals.
Expect a lot of bonus rambles in the image alt-texts, which is where I store commentary and jokes that I can’t fit into the flow of the main post.
