It's so close, I can taste it, this blob here. I don't even know what to call it, but it's going to be a companion to my old Dream Swatch pattern, unless, of course, the dang thing breaks my heart when it is finally off of the needles.
When I say "companion," I certainly do NOT mean that one should knit and wear both the Dream Swatch Head Wrap and whatever this blob is at the same time. If they did, they'd run the risk of looking like a bag lady with good knitting taste but with bad fashion taste, or worse, an overeager knitter who can't help but wear too much of a good thing--if this thing turns out to be a good thing, that is.
So, Dream Swatch Head Wrap will be available again, along with its companion, something I'll call in the order of "circle scarf" or "endless scarf" or "can-be-a-cowl" or something more descriptive, like used-to-be-a-blob (or, more likely: "The Sweetest Melody is an Unheard Refrain," my new favorite line from a beloved ABC song, "Poison Arrow").
I tell you what: There's nothing like the drama and suspense of an untried Object.
In the spirit of the Dream Swatch, I'm using just one dear skein of a very special yarn, which, in of itself, is a total adventure. This time, I happened to have one skein of Sanguine Gryphon Bugga! in an amazing colorway that was calling out to me. Alternatively, you could use just one skein of another similar yarn. The Pagewood Farms Alyeska is something that would work fabulously.
So that's it. That's what I'm doing. Getting ready to tackle the blob, bind off, try it on, either faint or rejoice and move on, wishing I never tried it on in the first place. (Like I said, sometimes in knitting, the sweetest melody is an unheard refrain.)
BTW: I know I owe an installment of crazy neighbor spy activity. All is quiet these days and I saw that he got a notice from the water/power company that they were going to shut off his services. He was clearly not embarrassed because he walked to his front door, took the notice off the door knob and, realizing that he forgot something in his car, put it in his mouth and walked all the way to it with the big yellow notice flapping in the wind and against his face to get whatever it is he forgot.
In terms of police activity and wife/daughter sightings. Each time the wife has visited, three cop cars have arrived with her. The reason will surprise you. It's not what you think.
And also: I'm on Twitter, finally. I keep Facebook kind of quiet, but I figure I can let loose on Twitter. My name there is KnitTonicWendy.
In terms of police activity and wife/daughter sightings. Each time the wife has visited, three cop cars have arrived with her. The reason will surprise you. It's not what you think
Well,what is the reason?
Posted by: Joyce | March 03, 2010 at 09:13 PM
Yes, we're dying to know!
Posted by: knittingoutloud | March 04, 2010 at 04:36 AM
One of my crazy neighbors moved the other is very sick. I am sad to have nothing to amuse me while I knit.
Posted by: Alice in Richmond | March 04, 2010 at 05:07 AM
It's a cliffhanger....and it makes me soooo glad our crazy neighbors have been replaced by nice neighbors! Honestly, the Crazies next door used to all gather on their front porch with binoculars & stare at our daughter's bedroom window. Not too creepy, huh?
Posted by: AnnBan | March 04, 2010 at 06:06 AM
Oh you tease. Please, tell us. Why the police?
Posted by: Laura | March 04, 2010 at 06:36 AM
Tell, tell!
PS Right now I am trying to figure out what my landlord's son is upset about. He's in his mid 30s (same as my twins) and lives with his parents right below me. He can be very whiny which makes it difficult to understand what he's saying. I might have to go lay down on the floor to better hear.
Posted by: Judith | March 04, 2010 at 07:10 AM
Nothing like an early morning reference to ABC to get me going! Thanks for that!
Posted by: Jocelyn Grayson | March 04, 2010 at 07:49 AM
just listened to whole album--album? is that still a word?
Posted by: maryann | March 04, 2010 at 08:04 AM
It's like a soap opera, only better!
Will the blob's surgery turn out fabulous once it's "bandages" come off? Has the neighbour gone crazy? Tune in tomorrow for the next installment of Knits of our Lives!
Posted by: Dorothy | March 04, 2010 at 11:06 AM
Can't wait to see the UKO (unidentified knitted object). The colors are beautiful and the stitch looks interesting inspite of it's blobby posture.
Posted by: Lisa | March 04, 2010 at 01:48 PM
I kind of like "used-to-be-a-blob" or you could call it Steve McQueen. He was in the 1950's movie, "The Blob".
My next door neighbour is a butcher and I won't tell you what I thought the first time I saw him get out of his car with his apron still on. He sometimes forgets to take it off and it can be disconcerting if he catches you off guard.
Posted by: Sheila | March 04, 2010 at 02:10 PM
I love cowl, connected scarf, neck warmer thingy's. ;)
Looking forward to seeing the blob modeled. cheers!
Posted by: Rachel | March 04, 2010 at 05:00 PM
What? What? How can you just dangle this in front of us that way?
Three cop cars? Always three? What can that mean?
Posted by: Maureen | March 04, 2010 at 05:23 PM
Honestly, the best stuff already happened. I talked about the cop cars weeks ago...
She arrives with cop cars for some reason, always three. She runs in and gets stuff out of the house and stuffs it into her car and then drives off.
Come to think of it, she has arrived three times--that I could see--always with three cop cars. I honestly think the city doesn't have enough to do.
Posted by: Wendy | March 04, 2010 at 05:46 PM
In a sea of positive comments, I'm sure you can weather mine...I hope.
That yarn...the colors...ick. It looks like broccoli going bad, doesn't it? I'm sure the pattern is beautiful, but maybe in blues and purples...
Posted by: Melinda | March 04, 2010 at 08:04 PM
Melinda, that's the power of knitting for yourself...you can choose to knit with whatever color you like.
Posted by: Wendy | March 04, 2010 at 09:14 PM
Looking at the photo of the "blob" all that comes to mind is "Spinach"!
Posted by: Lacy | March 04, 2010 at 09:22 PM
Living in NYC crazy neighbors are a dime a dozen but I'm anxious to hear what kinda crazy you got going on over there!
Posted by: Susie | March 05, 2010 at 03:05 AM
You could call it an Infiknit
Posted by: K. M. Jones | March 05, 2010 at 07:05 AM
Very diplomatic Wendy. Melinda, to each his own, I think the colours are lovely.
Posted by: Denise | March 05, 2010 at 07:48 AM
The colorway is gorgeous - reminds me of one that I bought for a friend & now really regret not picking up for myself. Some folks just can't stand green - there's one at my LYS who never fails to tell me about that when I'm using green.
Posted by: Natalie | March 05, 2010 at 11:09 AM
Wendy--I am sorry if I offended! I did not mean to. I'm sure if you looked into my knitting projects and my stash, you'd think it was a boring sea of blues, with not enough green.
Posted by: Melinda | March 05, 2010 at 12:31 PM
You never fail to amuse me! And the comments made me laugh out loud!
In years past we had police here a couple of times - non-emergency & non-drama - to make various reports etc. and the nosy neighbor who lived across the street would call up the next day to ask if I was having trouble with any of the neighbors, or just basically to ask what was going on. My vague answers drove her crazy!
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