Showing posts with label mock ragg socks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mock ragg socks. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Floored!













The planets must have realigned themselves or something, because all of a sudden, life is beginning to normalize. Hooray for normal!

The swelling in my wrist abated overnight, and I was able to finish the mock ragg socks today. Though I did take the knitting slowly, with frequent breaks, because I don't want a relapse. But the wrist is much more stable today.

I can't quite decide what I think of the socks. On the one hand, they'll look great with my blue and cream ragg sweater, which is also a 2x2 rib. On the other, the yarn is coarser than what I usually wear next to my skin, and I'm afraid they might be too rough. They're not quite as coarse as, say, lopi (which I find unwearable), but they're certainly not merino. I'd rate them almost as coarse as a standard Peruvian wool. I'm hoping that washing them will soften them up some.

fwiw, this is a Regia superwash sock wool/nylon blend. Usually, the Regia is tolerable to me. Not what I would call soft, but certainly wearable. But this particular yarn was loftier and less tightly spun than their usual offerings, which makes me think they were trying to camouflage the coarseness of the wool. Also makes me wonder how these socks will wear, but I may not be able to wear them enough to walk through their loftiness.

By the way, in case you're wondering about my spelling, ragg, sometimes spelled ragge, is a term for a particular type of spun fiber. It usually looks sort of speckled or tufted and feels loose to the touch. My cotton ragg sweater sheds like a dog in August, but nothing else I own is half as cozy. I'm not an expert at telling ragg from non-ragg yarns, but usually, ragg feels sort of tufty or lofty. I used to think that all raggs were knitted, but have since heard that they can also be woven. I'm told that ragg used to be made from shredded and respun cloth, but I don't know if that's accurate. In fact, I'm not entirely sure of any of these facts. If you can set the record straight, please do so in the comments.

Anyway, I call them "mock ragg" because the speckly look here is achieved with dye rather than with spinning. So that's one lingering project down, one to go, and then I'll be ready for Summer of Socks.

















This also makes me very happy. My floor is done! Woot! I might even be able to move the furniture back in there tomorrow. And look how gorgeous it is next to the cabinets. The crew did a phenomenal job. Hooray, crew!

Notice all the filthy wash rags draped over my faucet to dry? You would not believe how much freaking sawdust I had to wash off of everything! I wiped stuff down for hours! Even inside the microwave, even inside the cabinets The Torso had sealed in plastic. It's everywhere. Absolute unrelenting filth.

But hey. At least it's filth I can get close to again. Kitchen, I missed you! Don't ever cut yourself off from me again!


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Saturday, June 9, 2007

Neener, Neener




















Take THAT!!! You dastardly ball of sock yarn! You thought you could outsmart me? Huh? Didja?

Well, I am SMARTER than wool. So there! No more of your shenanigans. You will be a sock, dammit.












Hey, sock yarn? Maybe you could take some deportment lessons from the Rowan Calmer. See how well-behaved this is? Sure, it's difficult, but it's the right kind of difficult. You know, challenging me to be a better knitter. Instead of challenging me to keep from dousing it with gasoline and finding the matches.

Just sayin is all.
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Thursday, June 7, 2007

Disbelief

With the focus of a neurosurgeon, I cast on the mock ragg sock the third time. I counted the stitches compulsively to make sure I had the proper number. I divided the stitches over four needles and counted for another eon. I knit the first row of ribbing with laserlike precision to make sure I didn't screw up the pattern. Again.

This might go down in history as the most perfect cast-on I've ever achieved. Each loop gracefully spiralled around the needle in an exact duplicate of its neighbor. It was the freakin' Rockettes of knitting.

This is how far I got before the yarn defeated me again.




















Do you see that? That travesty, that insult, that mockery of careful and attentive knitting?

No?

Look closer.

















Not only is there a knot--

Not only is that knot tied to resemble a three-year-old's crayon scribbles--

But they didn't even come close to preserving the colorway striped patterning at the join!

ARGH!

My yarn hates me.

head*desk
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Tuesday, June 5, 2007

A Bit of Progress












In addition to screwing up the short rows on my husband's sleeves, I finished one sock. Well, except for the kitchenering. Have any of you seen my tapestry needles? I apparently took them out of my needle case and didn't put them back.
















And here is the chemo cap, Shedir. Any of you who have knit this pattern know that this paltry little swatch represents about six hours of knitting. This pattern is extremely slow. This is the second time I've knit it, and familiarity with the cable chart barely makes it any faster. Barely. But I still love the pattern. It's from Knitty's special breast cancer issue, if you're interested. It's not found in the regular Knitty pattern archives. Just google "Shedir Knitty" and you'll get to the pdf with several patterns from that special issue. I'd link to it for you, but my right clicker isn't working, and I'm too lazy to type all that address mumbo jumbo into the link field.

Plus I have a crapload of work to do today. I have piles -- piles!! -- of manuscripts to get through today. I don't know where they're coming from all of a sudden. I was within two manuscripts of being totally caught up last week, and now all of a sudden, blizzard. So I probably will be shoveling paper instead of knitting today.
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