Pattern: Tulle bag (my own)
Yarn: Tulle from School Products
Needles: US 13 Clovers
Date Started: 6.20.05
Date Finished: 8.08.05

The sewing machine made a guest appearance today to help me finally take this bag off my UFO list. All I needed to do was sew up the sides and drop the lining in, why did it take so long? umm, I tend to be lazy and procrastinate, but I also wasn't sure how the machine was going to like the tulle. It was slow going to say the least, the foot kept wanting to get stuck in all the loops from the garter stitch. yikes! But I managed and it's finally done!

A pretty easy peasy project, just knit up a big rectangle and then whip out a machine and sew it up. I don't have the book this was inspired from, so I have no clue how she (erica knight) suggests to finish this. I didn't want to sew it too tight because the tulle stretches to say the least. I think I set it to 15 stitches at a middle tension. I cut the lining a little smaller so that it wouldn't exactly hit the bottom of the bag (that whole stretching thing) and only topstitched it to the tulle. I was done so fast that I decided to knit up a little tulle flower and glued some pink sequins to it. I still need to find pin for the flower so that it doesn't droop, right now it's just tied to the wired ribbon. I'm pretty happy with it and I can't wait to use it as a knitting bag.

Posted by bitter purl at 06:35 PM | Permalink | Comments (12)

Oh God, it's that time of the week again where I reveal to the world how deep in this knitting obsession I am. I must admit though, there hasn't been too much knitting going on in casa de Yahaira for the last few days. Frogging angora when you may be allergic to it isn't the brightest idea. I basically passed out for an hour after trying this. Let's say good-bye to the lovely angora, it will soon be on it's way to a new home. You are going to love it Illanna!

Posted by bitter purl at 04:49 PM | Permalink | Comments (3)

"TRUE! --nervous --very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily --how calmly I can tell you the whole story.

It is impossible to say how first the yarn entered my stash; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. Finished object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the patterns."

Ok I'm being overdramatic as usual, but I do hear the tank! It's in the basket and I can hear it calling me, tempting me. I've ignored it since the betrayal (otherwise known as my knitting mistake), not knowing when I will go back. Soon I say, but instead I start new things that will take up my time, otherwise reserved for the tank. I stuffed all the pieces in the bottom of the basket, underneath needles and yarn to muffle the sound. But I know it's there, I'm the only one that hears it's thumping, and I must get back to it.

What have I been doing instead? Oh, dear reader, let me share with you my denial:

Posted by bitter purl at 04:00 PM | Permalink | Comments (5)