You’d think after three and a half years I’d be used to school taking over my life.

According to my dashboard, it’s been 13 days since my last post, but before I get into all the crafty stuff I’ve been playing with over the last couple weeks, I want to say thank you to everyone who has expressed concern over my wrist. I appreciate it! And thankfully, it hasn’t made a reappearance (knock on wood).

Not only is the absence of pain a good thing, but it means that I now have very little preventing me from crafting- aside from my school work, which has been the true reason this blog hasn’t had anything new to say. Fortunately, the last pressing exam was finished on Friday and after taking a few hours to decompress and recoup I’ve mustered up enough brain power to get this typed up and out there.

The last 13 days held a lot of school work, very little crafting, and even less knitting. Instead of knitting my way through to sanity during tests and papers…I thought I’d try something new. Well, not new exactly, but an old craft from my yesteryears (which is, surprisingly, an actual word. Huh.)


My cross-stitch skills are unbelievably rusty, but the distractions of re-learning everything and the zen action of actually doing the cross stitch? I can’t tell you how good my brain felt having something so repetitive to do after a few hours of delving into the theories of Foucault and Bourdieu, or trying to properly pull apart Terre Satterfield’s treatment of Oregon logging in the early 2000s. My brain is twisting itself rather uncomfortably just at the remembrance of that, so if it’s all the same to you guys I’m not going to unearth that debate again.

I’ve made a bit of progress on this cross-stitch since the picture was taken, but I ran out of black thread so the second hummingbird still doesn’t have the rest of it sculpted out. Hopefully I can change that later, next time I run to Michaels. I’m not even going to pretend the back looks pretty- I know most people say the back should look as tidy as the front, but considering the number of years since I last attempted this, I figured I could cut myself some slack.

I did do some knitting. More on the alpaca scarf, though not enough to warrant a picture because, lets be honest, there are some projects where you can knit and knit and knit and then you can look at your work and see that nothing has actually happened. It’s as though as you were knitting, all the yarn simply knit itself right into oblivion. But that’s okay. Why, you ask? Because to make up for the universe simply deleting my yarn, I went out and bought some more. I even took my boyfriend with me (which is a task and a half, because he knows how long I can take in a yarn store/department/aisle, and he actively avoids it. If I wasn’t the one driving today, it would have taken more than a few strings pulled and promises made before we would have gotten close to our local yarn shop.

But I digress.

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Ta-da! I’ve got another sock on my needles. Quick projects are always best to have on hand when I’ve got a bigger, slightly-monotonous-sometimes-if-I’m-honest, project going on right now. Yes, alpaca scarf, I am looking at you. These are knit on US 1 DPNs, and the lovely yarn is Signature 4 ply from WYS, in ‘Wood Pigeon’. If the name doesn’t give it away, it is one of the sister colorways of my fall striped socks (those were knit in ‘Pheasant’). I did this unintentionally, but I realized as I was walking out of the store, bag of lovely yarn in hand, that they’re very winter-y colors. I know the pictures kind of distort the colors a bit, but I couldn’t resist taking the picture under my Christmas tree. Something so home-y and warm about knitting and Christmas… I don’t know.

I hope you don’t find my sock knitting horribly boring. I can knit non-striped socks, as well as non-striped other things, I promise! Here’s a bit of photo evidence for you:

See? The blue sock cuff isn’t technically striped. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it (Regia, by the way). Funny story with those socks, too. They were meant to be my dad’s Father’s Day present, but I was halfway through the first of the pair when the dog got the ball and decided to string half of it around the coffee table, front foyer, and the living room. I was so disgusted with the resulting knots that I had to put the project down for a while. Needless to say, these socks are now going to be his Christmas present. Has anyone else had a project mucked up due to a pet? I’ve heard a few horror stories about wayward significant others, too, but thankfully mine hasn’t made that misstep yet…


The Girl with Striped Socks



Dear Weekend,

Dear Weekend,

I’m so terribly sorry. I know I said I’d work with you to get some work done, like catching up on the readings for multiple classes or preparing for the debate next week. Instead I used you for just about everything other than school-work. We went grocery shopping, did some home-decorating, and I worked on the alpaca scarf and a bit on a crochet blanket (but that’s a tale for another time- my foray into the crochet world isn’t very far at all). And, this may be the worst offence of all, I slept in…. on both Saturday and Sunday.

I don’t know how you can ever forgive me.

But I refuse to apologize for Friday night. It’s not technically in your jurisdiction, is it? I mean, Friday may be your liaison with the rest of the week but it certainly isn’t your responsibility. Besides, I’m too utterly proud of what was accomplished Friday evening.

My good friend learned how to knit! And good god how quickly she learned. She’s down one ball of yarn and off to buy another one today while she embarks on her first scarf. I don’t remember the yarn or the needle size, unfortunately, but if you’re curious I can find out.


And we’re off to a good start! 

This is the beginning of an infinity scarf- started in the middle of the food court in our local mall. Only a couple stares, which leads me to think that with the number of University students wandering around two women sitting in the middle of a mall knitting is hardly the… weirdest… thing this town has seen.

So I’m sorry, Weekend, but you really can’t hold Friday against me. As for the work that needs to be done…well, Procrastination has always been a good friend and Monday always serves a good kick in the pants. See you in a few days! Maybe we can try again.

Sincerely yours,

The Girl with the Striped Socks

Ladies and Gentlemen, we have Fall Socks

Has anyone ever had a pain–a bruise, for instance–and no bloody idea how it got there? This was me a couple days ago. A large, only slightly hideous, lump appeared on my wrist last week accompanied by some sharp shooting pains. I don’t think I can tell you how much it kind of sucked to knit through it, but more on that is a second. It resolved itself, so no worries anymore- a very kind doctor at my local walk-in clinic said it was just a ganglion cyst. Sounds scary, but it isn’t. Fun fact: they used to be called ‘bible bumps’, because doctors used to slam bibles down on them to cause a rupture and start the healing process.

But no worries, we’ve evolved as a society and now only jab pointy hollow things into our lumps to suck the liquid out.

Despite being an unhappy knitter and an unhappy student for a week–have any of you had to write a twelve page paper with a bum wrist?–I’m still beyond pleased. I FINISHED THE SOCKS! The girl with the striped socks now has them on her feet, and with the cold weather rolling in it couldn’t be better timing. They’ve turned out really well, and I’m really fond of the grey toes… they just seem to pull it all together. Project infatuation is a real thing, guys, and these socks are Exhibit A.

Socks knit in 'Pheasant', WYS Signature 4 ply. 2.25 mm needles

Socks knit in ‘Pheasant’, WYS Signature 4 ply. 2.25 mm needles

The cold weather is also ushering in two important days: Remembrance Day, which is a big thing in Canada, and Christmas. I’m sure that after the first passes, the decorations for the second will start springing up and the Santa Clause coca cola commercials will roll through without delay. Also without delay comes the Christmas knitting.

Christmas present scarf- 100% alpaca, worsted weight, 4 mm needles.

Christmas present scarf- 100% alpaca, worsted weight, 4 mm needles.

I can’t give you the personal details, just in case the important someone reads this, but I have a deliciously soft scarf on my needles right this second. And just let me tell you about this yarn, you guys. Both the grey and the brown are from the same seller, A to Z Alpacas. As you can probably guess, it’s 100% alpaca and it feels kind of like a cloud in string form. I’ve been a fan of A to Z Alpacas for a while now, and have quite a bit of their product- again, my friends have me down as ‘Alpaca Queen’ in their phones so what does that say, really? They’re centred in southern Alberta, Canada, so I feel the extra glow of supporting a local small business when I see my package in the mail. According to their website, they raise over 300 alpacas, meaning they see their yarn (as well as roving and pre-knit socks) from animal to mailbox. She even hand dyes it. Definitely worth the investment, if anyone out there is looking to pad their stash. They sell through their Etsy site, which you can find here:

And no, while I may be a fan of their work, these opinions are my own and I was in no way compensated for including them in this post.

This scarf is a sort of modified linen stitch (and by modified I mean I tried the linen stitch, messed up a bit, decided I liked the fabric my muck-up made and continued on with it!), and will eventually be 78 inches or so. I’m not following a pattern, but I have this vision of it going grey square-striped square-brown square-striped square, rinse and repeat until it’s done. The 78 inches is a tall order, but I’m really looking forward to seeing that someone’s face when they open it in… 49 days?

Good lord. Did I blink?