Unto you this day, a knitter is born.

I taught a friend of Dani’s (now a friend of mine) to knit a few weeks ago and sent him on his way with the promise that we’d get together again soon.  Well one thing led to another and the next thing I knew it had been weeks since I met Koty and yet I was hearing that he was turning up all over town with knitting in his hands.  He’d even taken a few spins on the drop spindle.  Tonight we decided that as he began his first sock, it was time to bestow upon him a great gift to recognize his transition from a knitter to a Knitter:  A set of Addi turbo-clicks.  I had an extra set and decided to give it to him, as I’d never find anyone worthier.  Welcome to the family, Koty!

And lo and behold, the angels did sing again and smile upon the land as Mike, another friend of ours, has begun the journey in earnest.  He had done some knitting before but never felt the tug that the rest of us feel toward knitting.  This week he has blossomed and has stopped worrying that every stitch is not perfect.  He has learned to get those stitches moving and he’s making some great progress.  I think we have another Knitter on the horizon.  He’s definitely getting into the knitter stage.  (I knew the alpaca would get him!  W00t!)

France, je t’aime!

Well here I am in France again and loving every minute of it.  I keep meaning to do a blog in French but I rarely blog on this one so . . . maybe one day.

I’m going back to Les Petits Points Parisiens.  I’ll let you know how it goes.  If it’s anything like it was the last time I was there, I’m sure I’ll love every second of time spent there and will buy mucho yarn.  I mean, beaucoup de yarn, of course!

Stop the Presses!! Paris Yarn Store with Sofa!!

I just got back to my room in Paris after visiting Petits Points Parisiens.  (24 rue Véron in Montmartre – Metro Abbesses)  Wow.  Finally.

THIS is it. I finally found a yarn store in Paris that welcomes knitters and crocheters to come and sit a while. It’s something we often expect in the USA but it is no doubt difficult to do in Paris where space is at a premium and where the concept is rather new. The woman in charge today fills in occasionally and was there today because of the Créations Savoir-Faire expo in town. The owner was at the expo and was thoughtful enough to ask an English friend, Ellen, to keep the shop open for her.

It is a very welcoming shop with many choices of yarn not easily found outside Europe. The skeins I bought were from a co-op in the Alps. Of course they have Cascade 220 and other yarns as well as hand-dyed yarns from Europe and Canada. It’s not a big selection but it’s nice. (I’m always on the lookout for souvenir yarn.)

It was nice to find a shop in Paris where I could sit and knit for a while. They have coffee, many teas, and juice available and a restroom if needed. The shop is also guy-friendly. (Believe it or not, not every shop is.) I hope to go back soon and meet the actual owner, Anne.

(L’il Weasel is also excellent but does not have seating.)

There was no compensation from the shop for this blog entry.  No llamas were harmed but some sheep were annoyed.

UFO Socks

Okay. I said I’d never let my knitting become like my crocheting. I’d never have more than one or two projects going at a time. I’m sorry. If you’re all finished laughing and collapsing on the floor with cramps in your abs, you can sit up and take an ibuprofen for the laughter headache you just got.

So now I’m getting out all the socks I’ve let jam up the knitting queue and finishing them. I don’t suppose it’s Second Sock Syndrome because in most cases I’ve either not finished the first sock or I’ve already started the second sock.

Socks currently in active stitch mode

Socks currently in active stitch mode

I figure I’ll be better able to concentrate on the Master Hand-Knitting Program from TKGA if I have a few UFOs cleared out of the pipeline and I can burn through socks pretty quickly most of the time. Wish me luck!

(And while we’re at it, I really need to watch my mouth and STOP PROMISING SWEATERS TO PEOPLE!)

1st Annual Tenntucky Knitting Retreat

The 1st Annual Tenntucky retreat was great! It was very well-organized and there were a lot of great people there. I just wish I hadn’t pooped out on people in the late afternoons.

I actually fell asleep around 5pm on Saturday and didn’t wake up until early Sunday morning. Sometimes working nights can be a real pain. I get jet lag from NOT traveling. Sleeping at night doesn’t keep me from being sleepy in the daytime on my off time. So I missed some really fun activities but my sister, Kelly, attended them and had a blast.

In any case, it was a great retreat and the Lake Barkley Lodge was as close to perfect as you could hope for. The staff was friendly and helpful and the rooms weren’t too far away. Each room has a balcony facing the lake and it felt like we were in a private cabin rather than in a large row of rooms.

Kelly and I decided to run over to The Land Between the Lakes just to say we’d been there. Kelly had trouble with the hat she was working on so I stopped at a stop sign at one of the park exits. Folks were curious about the fat guy in the Prius who was sitting in the driver’s seat, knitting frantically. Hey, an emergency is an emergency! I kept expecting one of them to slow down and ask if we were okay.

-Yes, I think I’ve got this. She missed a couple of increases but I think I’m getting it evened out correctly.
-Okay, sir. Let me know if you need a knitting ambulance! Have a good day!

If there were such a thing as a knitting ambulance, it might look like this.

If there were such a thing as a knitting ambulance, it might look like this.

In a knitting emergency, it helps to find a state park entrance so that you're out of the main traffic area.

In a knitting emergency, it helps to find a state park entrance so that you’re out of the main traffic area.