I came home from work today, confident that I had survived the day. After all, neither Mom nor Dad had called me to tell me a package awaited me.
Seems Mom had not called because she wanted to see my death. Sadistic, isn’t she? Proof indeed that I am my mother’s child. Muahahaa!
On to the package of doom:
Inside, fabulous green and white socks:
And the fit? Heavenly! I never knew death could feel so comfy:
Thank you ever so much, LinuxGurl! I shall package up my sock-in-progress and mail it to you ASAP. I hope you can elude the Knitting Pixie long enough to finish them!
I called home and according to Mom there is not a package of doom awaiting me there (I may live across the street, but I never bothered to change my snail mail so everything goes to my parent’s place). I survived the first Tuesday deaths. Woot, but I may not be long for this war, as I ‘m still on the first sock and the assassin 3 targets back has already sent her finished socks.
I hate the way the pattern is written. I was expecting a fully tested and proofread pattern. The Detonator pattern is not that, but now that I’m making it work, I do enjoy the zig zags it is producing. See for yourself:
I like this ball of Tofutsies much more than the pink tweedy one I bought so long ago when Peggy, Mary Ellen, Vin, and I met for tea in Cambria. It hasn’t been particularly splitty, and on a smaller needle, I would love the gauge. The colors have striped very well so far, no major pooling.
So I will soldier onward and take aim at The Sparrow!
Current Netflix: Fracture and waiting for Sense and Sensibility (the new BBC version)
Woo hoo! Tomorrow morning at 5am Pacific Time, Sock Wars III finally begins.
I’ll be getting up at 4:00 so I can shower, primp, dress, and log onto the Sock Wars site to print out the pattern and my target’s dossier. I will be knitting by 5:05 am hopefully.
I am not taking the day off work, but I will be knitting during carpool (no worries fellow SLO commuters, I’m not driving), through lunch, and for my 10 minute breaks during the day. I hope to run a few very complex queries that slog my machine so I can whip out the socks.
I’ve got plenty of fluffy movies ready for Saturday, and I’ve extricated myself from most obligations. I’m not planning to knit during church on Sunday morning, but if I’m really behind I might take myself to the AV room so as not to distract others. I think Mom has to work Sunday so no Mother’s Day celebrations to distract from the knitting.
In preparation for battle, I knit up a swatch and got gauge (16 stitches over 2 inches). My ToFutsies yarn is ready to go. My addi turbo bamboo needles are cleaned and polished and ready to fight to the death!
May the best knitter win!