I've got medical stuff. I've got fiber stuff. Where to begin?
This is Remsen (that's a Ravelry link). Well, it's the back of Remsen. I've just cast on for one of the front pieces. I'm running counter to my nature here. Usually, I'm all about the process of things, as you know. But this highly-textured twist front top? I tried it on in South Carolina at a knit shop near the beach and had to have the yarn and the pattern. Had to have it.
The process of knitting with this tightly chained, thick and thin cotton yarn? I am not loving it. It's fiddly and you can't get any rhythm going. This all-stockinette knit should be quick and mindless, but instead it's arduous. This, friends, is product knitting all the way.
Here's the thing. The nubbly fabric? Killer. Drape and texture galore. The pattern support for the yarn? There are three things in the booklet I'd make and another cute vest in this summer's Interweave Knits. This top? Flattering, drapey, different. I keep conjuring the finished product in my mind's eye to get myself to knit on it.
The hip replacement recovery is coming along. You'd think that three and a half weeks at home, sitting around waiting for people to bring me food or visit me would have resulted in quite a bit of fiber related productivity, wouldn't you? Not so. Parts of those weeks are a little foggy, I guess, but still.
On the right, 4 ounces of Dyeabolical Club fiber, merino, Maillot Jaune colorway, about 380 yards.
In the middle, 8 ounces of Hello Yarn club fiber from May, merino, about 700 yards.
On bobbins at the back, more Hello Yarn club fiber, Prism colorway, Polwarth, still have to ply.
In the front, Corgi Hill Farms alpaca silk, about 2.5 ounces but I lost the other half of the braid so it's not quite done yet. Foggy, I told you...
There was quite a bit of spinning, but not as much as during the last Tour de Fleece. I wouldn't say that the hip replacement limited me physically as much as mentally -- vicodin makes for intermittent spinning mojo.
On the wheel right now is the current Spunky Eclectic club fiber, a purple/green/navy Wensleydale. I'm thinking thick and thin, plied with some Color Mart stuff (cashmere blend?) I have on a cone. I have 12 ounces. I might be able to stretch it to a swingy vest. Any ideas?
I had my first post-operative doctor's appointment yesterday. I'm doing very well. No more Crutchie, 4 more weeks of PT, 4 more weeks of hip precautions (can't bend certain ways so I don't pop it out of joint while the muscles and tendons heal to hold it in place).
The resident spent quite a bit of time explaining that this time period may result in depression as I might feel enough better to want to really get back to my normal routine but that my body is still healing and won't let me and as a result I might have a few days where I feel pretty low. Husband snorked laughter, and I told this earnest young man that if he substituted crabby for depressed, he'd be right on target. Whew, crabby it is!
I got so mad trying to bend far enough to put a new drive band on my wheel the other morning that my fussing (ok, not fussing, rhymes with fussing) woke Dear Son (I kid you not... at like 9 a.m.) and he stumbled out of his room bleary eyed to help me.
"God, Mom, chill. I'll help, ok?"
Yes. Crabby, not depressed. Boy, that'll encourage you all to visit some more, won't it... Don't worry. I'm released to drive too, so I can come to you. ; )