June 2008 Archives

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Go Germany!

And I don't just mean in the Euro Cup Final. I'm going to Hamburg. I spend all day yesterday packing:

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What? I am packed.

So, yeah, I think that I'll have a lot of knitting time on my hands. Eight hours, to be exact (well--let's hope that it's just eight hours, know what I mean?) Hopefully, by the time I return next week I will have a) finished the neckline b) expanded my German vocabulary by a few words.

Tschüs!

Whoa Nellie!

Thea's cardigan is NOT supposed to look like this:

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Definitely that neckline is waaaay too low and waaaaay too wide. Sure, there's a collar that gets added on later, but that's not going to help enough.

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So, there's only one thing to do: undo the sleeve I seemed in and frog back the top of the cardi. I've got to reknit the neckline higher and narrower. While I'm at it I might pull in the armholes a bit.

Sigh. It's not what I was looking forward to doing (I was looking forward to wearing the darn thing) but this cannot be avoided. And, when you come right down to it, it's not such a huge deal.

The View From The Blocking Board

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You might wonder why there's only one sleeve there. Well, my row gauge was a bit off (actually a lot off) and as a result my sleeve caps were a bit too short. Idiot that I am, however, I didn't bother to compare the caps to the sweater body until I finished knitting both sleeve. DUH-uhhhh!

Oh well, lesson learned. And, the reknitting really went quickly, thanks to some Saturday knitting at the Brooklyn Museum Sculpture Garden. The Yarn Monkey and Eliza are organizing these Knit PH (that's Knit Prospect Heights, for the non Brooklyn-ites in the audience) meetups outdoors (more information at the Meetup website). I have to say there has seldom been better KIPing weather. My apologies, however, for being a bit anti-social and sticking to the bench (with back support) rather than the round benches surrounding the trees.

The View From The Blocking Board

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You might wonder why there's only one sleeve there. Well, my row gauge was a bit off (actually a lot off) and as a result my sleeve caps were a bit too short. Idiot that I am, however, I didn't bother to compare the caps to the sweater body until I finished knitting both sleeve. DUH-uhhhh!

Oh well, lesson learned. And, the reknitting really went quickly, thanks to some Saturday knitting at the Brooklyn Museum Sculpture Garden. The Yarn Monkey and Eliza are organizing these Knit PH (that's Knit Prospect Heights, for the non Brooklyn-ites in the audience) meetups outdoors (more information at the Meetup website). I have to say there has seldom been better KIPing weather. My apologies, however, for being a bit anti-social and sticking to the bench (with back support) rather than the round benches surrounding the trees.

Mysterious Missed Connection

You might remember that I sometimes cruise the Craigslist Missed Connections website. Usually it's when I'm on the phone. I find these things so silly. I mean, if someone can capture your attention in the subway of all places (I think that 95 percent of these posting are about brief encounters on the train), then it's worth working up your courage for a moment to speak to this person while you have the chance. Personally, if someone can't be bothered to speak when the opportunity is there, there I couldn't be bothered responding to one of these silly posts. [Not that I would for a moment, given that I'm off the market.]

Anyway, perhaps you might feel as if you were distracting the person in question--from her knitting:

You: In summer's heat, I am wondering: What could you be knitting? You were on the F train and got off at Chruch ave. My stop was one before yours, but I stayed on to see where you would get off and hopefully have enough courage to ask you. Alas, you got off with only connecting eyes with mine. If this is you, or do you know a knitter in summer?!? contact me? I would like to say Hello.

This is NOT me. But it's got to be one of us, no? If it is, I hope that it makes your day that you turned someone's head. And, I think that it counteracts the (incorrect) assumption that you'll never meet anyone when you're knitting knitting. Heck, I indirectly met Sven because of knitting. [That, dear readers, is a story for another time.]

Sleeve-y Action!

How's this for a little sleeve progress:

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One sleeve finished, and the other is about 30 percent done. I think that I can easily finish this by the weekend. Then it's time for blocking and finishing.

WWKIP Day, BK Style

So Saturday dawned, hot and steamy, as World Wide Knit in Public Day. I'm not sure what's so special about that for me, because (as you know) I KIP every day, but I'm not one to let such an event go by unnoticed.

Given that chez Subway Knitter, BK was mere steps from the meeting site, I thought that it would be especially foolish to miss out.

So, about 1pm I donned hat and sunglasses and made my way slowly to the Brooklyn Museum.

The Brooklyn Museum is this amazing institution housed in an equally amazing structure on Eastern Parkway. I can't hardly believe that I live so close to it and have visited only once. Shame on me.

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Siting on the steps of the museum, you are treated to a show by the fountain:

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And, if you're lucky, a breeze blows some water spray your way.

Anyway, Saturday marked visit number two. I must admit that I approached the gathering with a bit of anxiety. Would I know anyone? Would people be nice? Would people think that I was silly for bringing a cardigan sleeve to a knitting event?

The thing about knitting, or any hobby I suppose, is that it gives you an entry line with anyone else who shares your interest. So, "What are you knitting?" immediately morphs into "Where did you buy that yarn?" "What do you think of that store?" "Oh, you live near there? So do I!" And suddenly you have more in common that just the knitting.

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This was all very nice for me, because I don't participate in a Brooklyn knitting circle. Spiders is about all the knitting group time I have every week. Still, I hear that there's more BK KIPing planned for next Saturday. I might just need to stop by and catch up.

Happy New Yorker-versary to meeeeee!

Today marks the beginning of my second year in New York! One year ago today I greeted my first morning as a full-time New Yorker. I actually moved a year ago yesterday, but since most of that day was spent driving down to NYC and unpacking (thanks again Jackie and Eric!) my apartment into a storage space, it almost doesn't count.

I spent the next several months convincing myself that this was indeed the real deal. Don't misunderstand: with only a few exceptions, I loved being here from the moment I alighted from the moving truck. However, it felt very, very strange. I was, indeed, living here full time, and not just on some kind of extended-stay visit. Then, I spent much of the next year trying to find my way around. I'm still trying. I don't remember Boston being this bewildering (except for Somerville and that whole Fresh Pond area in Cambridge--terra incognita). But Boston is a smaller city. And, although it's been an excruciatingly slow process, I am learning how the dots connect. Maybe within the next decade I'll be able to leave my maps at home. Watch, it'll be just in time to move to New Jersey, or something crazy like that.

Speaking of crazy, how's this for crazy cardigan-sleeve progress?

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[To answer the question that question that many of you have: do I still miss Boston? Of course! There are lots of things and people to miss when you lived in a place for eight years. I haven't, however, had a "Wait. WHICH city am I in?" moment for a long time--and that's a relief. Frankly, those were momentarily disorienting. Much like the recent heat wave. And when I read this on Boston.com on Monday, I will admit that I longed for a sea breeze.]

Denial, it ain't just...

You know the rest.

A good case of knitters' denial had me pushing aside Thea's wonderful cardigan pattern last week. What was wrong? Well, nothing as it turned out. But I had this nagging feeling that my armhole shaping was off on the front.

Finally on Friday I decided to face facts. If it was, indeed, wrong, then I needed to fix it. If not, then I could just finish up those last few rows and continue with the sleeves. As you might know, knitters' denial does not prevent one from starting other bits of the project, just from fully investigating what might be wrong with the relevant bit.

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I have an informal deadline for this knit: three weeks! So, can I knit a sleeve in a week? I think I can. Better get a move on.

Late Breaking Knitsmiths News

Attention all Knitsmiths, (yes Knitsmiths)!!

I received the following message this afternoon from Booksmith:

Dear to whomever it may concern,

I'm writing to let you know the Booksmith is having an event on Sunday at 6pm,
and will need the downstairs space for the event.
I apologize for the late notification, but only now remember that you
occupy the space on Sundays. I hope you will be able to get the word out
to all those who were planning to attend.

Thank you very much for you cooperation. The space will be open to you the rest of
the summer, and so forth, without conflict.

All best,
Brian Foley

Got it? If so, spread the word.

Not Exactly True

Okay. It wasn't exactly true to write "nothing but knitting" yesterday. I have to admit that I also played tourist:

The view at night from the Empire State Building:

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The thing that always struck this suburban girl whenever she viewed a city from high above is how it seemed to go on forever and ever. I guess that I'm still amazed by that visual, but now I'm starting to recognize where various pieces are and it doesn't seem so enormous. No matter what, though, it's still pretty cool.

I wished the Brooklyn Bridge a happy one-two-five (that's 125th):

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And I went to a family wedding. Where I saw (for a brief moment) Kate:

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Kate's a busy girl who likes to run around:

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And I think that's okay. In fact, I noticed that the only thing that would slow down Kate was the promise of a good meal.

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Incidentally, Sven and I rented a car to travel to said wedding. You might know (or have guessed) that we are delightfully car free here in NYC. It's fair to say that I don't miss my car for a second. At first I enjoyed ignoring opposite-side parking rules, the freedom from worrying about my car on the street, and the ability to forget about scheduled maintenance. I can now add to that list the ability to be blissfully unaware of gas prices (yes, yes, higher gas prices mean increased costs elsewhere, but humor me here for a moment). We had to buy gas in Connecticut on Friday. Egads!!! It cost something like $50 to fill up our teeny tank. That would really cut into the yarn budget if I had to do that once a week. A Hummer (I know!) pulled up to the pump across from us. I wanted to stay to see how much the driver spent filling up the tank, but we didn't have time.

Mystery Subway Knitter of the Week (Joy and Happiness Edition)

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Ah! Nothing beats a seat on the train and long rows of stockinette after a long day at the office. Okay, maybe a seat on the train, long rows of stockinette, and a beer. Or, maybe a seat in the garden, long rows of stockinette, a beer, and nice music playing softly in the background. Or, what about: a seat in the garden, long rows of stockinette, a beer, nice music playing softly in the background, and someone giving me a foot massage.

Oooh, yeah! I think that we've got it now.


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