This is the little sock that got religion. And bless Tan http://chaosvortex.blogspot.com/2007/03/knitting-in-church.html for letting me know that I won't necessarily end up in Outer Darkness for knitting in church.
This is my Christmas yarn, Colinette's Jitterbug in most of my favorite colors. I wore a bright pink dressy T-shirt under my black leather jacket [it's *cold* in that thar chapel!] and over my properly boring black knit skirt. Why a bright pink shirt? Camouflage, of course! The only even moderately sedate yarn that I have is the green Anne that I used for all those tiny earrings a few months ago, and I'm not ready to knit a scarf or shawlette from what's left of it.
I didn't get this far sitting in sacrament meeting. I got about half an inch past the toe increases doing that "cheater" one-over-one cable where you don't use a cable needle, but it didn't look sufficiently cable-ish to me, so I frogged it back. I knit the rest of this at home.
I also worked on LittleBit's hoodie in the afternoon, comfortably ensconced on the sofa with The Terminal in my DVD player. About half of a 28-row repeat, but not worth snapping a photo of. I've done four rows already this morning, and I have 24 rows to go before I do the triangular flappies to begin the armhole shaping
LittleBit survived last week's high school musical, where she was drafted to do the lights [thank goodness for nearly three full years of tech theatre!]. This Friday she has tryouts for Show Choir. She spent a good hour in her room yesterday afternoon with the keyboard and the sheet music and the glorious warbling. Those of you who are so inclined, are invited to bend Heaven's ear on her behalf.
Knee is feeling steadily better. I think I will attempt five or ten minutes on the recumbent bike this morning at the lowest possible setting. Which means that Sabbath Sock will get a little workout as well. I don't even want to think about trying to juggle a sweater back and a ball of yarn and a cable needle *and* my cane and ID to get into the building, all before breakfast.
Happy knitting, everybody. And happy Monday!
- Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!