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Wednesday, July 30, 2003
Another ChicKami In ProgressUnfortunately, because I forgot my camera-disk at home, no pics. But hopefully in the next few days there will be pics of me wearing it! I couldn't for the life of me get gauge- instead of 5/7, I'm at 4/6. But I think it'll be ok. This chickami, in worsted weight chenille, will be VERY different from the white kami- much heavier, and the fabric is firmer rather than drapey like the white. But I think this will be a cute top also! The next kami I'll make is in a thinner rayon blend- kind of a golden brown color. I'm going to try first with 2 strands together- I think I'll be close on yardage, but I figure if I'm close to running out, I can always mix the white in for the top and finish it that way. I think I would prefer all one color for this next one, but if the yarn runs short, I have a backup plan. :)I think I also "see" a few kamis being created with some cotton-ease... I keep hoping one of the craft stores will have a good sale on it, and I can buy enough for a few kamis. This is definitely the perfect pattern for me- especially given my already extensive collection of tank tops! At some point, I'm going to have to knit a few cardigans... I'm thinking the cotton Aran will be one. My parents FINALLY got back from their west-coast trip last night- no more feeding the cat daily! Not that it was a huge chore, but still, spending 30-45 minutes every day driving over there, feeding the kitty (and giving kitty some lovin) and driving back really ate into the afternoon relax/knit time. I mean, with all these chickami's to knit, I really should get cracking! :) Cricket is also pleased that I will no longer be coming home smelling like "that other cat." When I come home smelling like dog, she doesn't really care. But if I've so much as said hello to another cat, I get "sniffed," and then I get that look- you know- the "I can't believe what you did" look. I'm still not sure if she's pissed that I've been petting another cat, or if it bothers her that I didn't bring the cat home for her to chase around. Chasing my parents' cat around is one of the highlights of her kitten-hood... and it started her on her path to bully-ness. After all, if, as a 3 pound, tiny little kitten, you scare a 12-13 lb full grown male cat almost out of his fur, and chase him around his own house, you get an inflated sense of your own tough-ness. As my grandma says, Tux (my parents' cat), is a shameful coward. Poor Tux. But at least now I don't have to placate a pissy Cricket- who should know by now that I know better than to even consider getting another cat. officium "sense of duty, a dutiful act" 0 comments || # |
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