I saw the initial book at the library a few months ago and thought, "That's funny, and it rhymes." That was before I started learning to knit. Now I understand that the title is descriptive of a deep truth... You stitch, you bitch. Or I do anyway.
This is being a learning experience. I decided to do a sampler scarf to try out lots of different patterns. I discovered that not all 40 stitch rows are created equal. Not even when they're right next to each other. The result is a scarf with quite a curvy shape. Ah well, I've got enough cattitude in me to pretend it was intentional.
Then I saw some lovely bouclé. The colors delighted my eyes and it was soft like a bunny. It was on sale. Of course a couple of skeins went home with me and, of course, it turned out to be a real pain in the derriere to knit.
To try to make it less onerous to work on, I am alternating knitting a scarf of the bouclé and a scarf of plain worsted. Which was also on sale...
I must learn that on sale does not
equal good. If it's on sale, there may
be a reason.
Actually, I think it's just I don't like working with synthetics. Both of the current yarns are acrylic. Wool is much nicer.
I'm knitting the bouclé on size 10 needles and the worsted on size 9 -- same number of stitches, same pattern. It's amazing to me how differently they're coming out.
Yes sir, this is a learning experience. I'm learning lots. It's good for me.
If I keep telling myself that, maybe I'll start believing it.
P.S. to Kate: I have gotten the yarn for your Remorse Hat clone and shall begin crocheting soon.