I just finished reading To Kill a Mockingbird again, so that it will be fresh in my mind for discussing with the child I’m assigning it to. That’s one of the nice things about homeschooling, you find yourself actually re-reading the classics instead of just thinking you should. I am every bit as in love with Atticus Finch as I was twenty-odd years ago. I’ve moved on to Sensible Physics Teaching (I know how you all envy my crazy, madcap life!).
What a difference a week can make, in terms of both weather and knitting alike! I don’t want to jinx myself by saying it out loud, but in the back of my mind I’ve kind of been thinking that maybe, just maybe, there is a chance of finishing this vest in time for his birthday? Of course all of those ends in need of working in must be taken into consideration.
He selected all of the colors. All except for one are very close to the shades in the original. He couldn’t find a yellow in the yarn we were using that suited, so went with a dark green instead. I’m not sure it has enough pop. That star motif seems kind of murky to me.
In other knitterly news, I finally broke down and bought a set of interchangeable circular needles. Remember Seraphina’s sweet little birthday romper? The part I didn’t mention was that I managed to break 4 needles on that collar! The first one was a valid break, just the strain of a great many stitches (almost 400 I think) on a well crafted teeny-tiny wooden needle. The next three however were complete negligence on the needle manufacturer’s part. For my birthday, Iain and Elijah plopped down what turned out to be a really cheaply made set of circular needles in front of me and declared that I was never allowed to complain about not having the right needle again! This was a very sweet an thoughtful idea of course. But when I couldn’t slide the stitches down the needle at all or the needle slipped right off the cord, dropping most of my stitches off the end, I quickly found other things to complain about! Thankfully they were in bed at the time, so I was left twitching, muttering to myself, and wishing we kept hard liquor or some sort of sedative in the house, away from their scrutiny.
With a sigh I realized I needed to replace two of those broken needles for Elijah’s vest. The more I thought about it the more all this buying a needle here and there, as needed, was getting ridiculous. So with a friend’s encouragement and after assuring my family that chipping in for this would be an early Mother’s Day present that would make me deliriously happy, I took the plunge. And can I just say, I LLLLLLOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVE them! I mean so much. I can’t believe I didn’t do this sooner.
After a whole lot of deliberation I went with the 4″, small tip set with regular points and I am very happy with them. Also almost every size needle I ever knit with is all organized in this one tiny packet. I’m still amazed by that. It seems like nothing and yet it’s everything. Brilliant.