Oh, this may be long

I am desperately trying to post before the coffee finishes perking. I don't know how much my husband is making for me, I only know that when it is done I have to stop blogging *gasp* and start studying for the final. Tomorrow. Yeek.

Because the subject of knitting Librarians is SO exciting, I thought I'd post more about it. I promise, it will be over soon. Yesterday, I went to our conference/convention thingie all prepared to knit. Strong! Bold! Knitter! Or something like that, but I was going to be brave. Instead? I was late and I was cold. So cold that my fingers were in my armpits (not like Mary Katherine Gallagher) and they were still too stiff to knit. So cold the windows were shut and the curtains still blew. Not fluttered, blew. Ok, and I was late and had the direct-line-of-sight chair with the view of the speaker, and I was a chicken. I went home and got a jacket.

Here's the knitting action: I came back for the afternoon session (on blogging and wikis, no less), grabbed a chair in the back, and dragged out the sock. Really, at this point, it was about six rows of k1p1 ribbing, and not resembling a sock at all. One of my classmates from library school (oooo, he's a cutie, too) sat in front of me and chatted for a bit, finally asking what I was knitting. I think he thought it (not me) was cute. I let him know that what was really happening on the back row in class every week was exactly this. He was shocked. Serves him right for being an uninformed minority. While trying not to roll my eyes, I see this woman...who looks familiar. She eyes the sock (in a good way), puts down her stuff and comes over. I say (I'm not bright, you know) "I know you!" (That had to come out creepy, I know). Turns out, it was a fellow knit blogger, Sarah. And, as it turns out, she had been at the WEBS event and I remembered seeing (read: drooling over) her cardi. This, folks, is why we (ok, me) should never be afraid to knit in public.

Today, I had no balls. My first morning session was boring and empty (it was on cataloging) and I felt embarrassed. The second session was packed. Packed in an I think I still have the corduroy from the guy next to me's pants still imprinted on my thigh. Ewwww. At lunch, though we had a guest speaker, the guy who draws this and I got to sit at my back corner table and knit. He described the comic (about a library if you don't want to follow the link) and various characters. He mentions a new one, a cataloger, who...knits. Imagine how funny my table mates thought that was. I'm a Librarian now (capital L), and we'll just pretend I'm not still a cataloger, too, ok?

How about some pics?



Here's the sock after 2.5 conference sessions. Looks like a stripe each, hmm? Not shabby. The book (signed) is for a librarian friend that completely takes care of everyone, including me. She loves Unshelved, and deserved a gift.

I haven't really been finishing those things I promised I would. Mostly because I can't stand to look at them. I've poked around a bit on this:



After making my crochet horror and three knit face cloths for my mother, my DH (which is what he calls himself now) wondered why HE didn't get one, too. So, here it is.

What I have been trying to do is spin the last ounce of the roving I got, so I can ply it with the first oz.



The problem is that the spindle is too heavy now, and won't take the last 12 or so inches of roving I have left. Now, I know I've spun this bit a LOT thinner than before, so I will already have more than enough length to ply. Its just that I hate to waste it. Maybe card it (later, when I have cards) with something else?

What I should be doing is practicing dyeing this:



This was supposed to be a pic of 8 one oz. skeinlets of Cascade Eco Wool, but Olive had other plans. Why is this surprising to me? I hung them on the chair to photograph them, and between turning the camera on and clicking the button she jumped up, whacked the skeinlets around a bit and jumped down, leaving just her butt behind. That's my girl, leading with her rear end.

For the record, this is NOT the yarn I will be using for my Dye-O-Rama swap, but is instead my practice palette. Why did I need to drop 15 bucks on practice yarn when I have a KnitPicks order in? Because I ordered it TWO weeks ago and its still not here. Me worried? Noooooo. Be warned that I have a meme to do for them, most likely tomorrow.

Finally, to answer Sarah:



I keep it on a shelf next to my knitting spot, and gaze lovingly on it, color 143. It looks like it is the supermerino.