Picture Day: The ill effects of Noro
Once upon a time, there was a girl who wanted to make a felted hat. She bought 1 ball of Noro Kureyon and kept it safe until she was ready to begin. On a particular Friday night, she found herself exhausted and trying to find some knitting to do on her brand new couch:
She had imprudently failed to cast on the second of her Dad's Christmas socks right after finishing the first one (which is the only way she's found to at all counter-act second sock syndrome). And so she was left wandering the apartment to find some good mindless knitting to try out the comfort of knitting on the new couch, with very little brain power.
Then she remembered! That Noro! It was just waiting for her! And what could be more mindless than that! So, she found the Noro and started to knit this:
It took almost a two full balls of the Noro to do this hat, which meant that she had to have a trip to the yarn store with Roo. Yes, it is quite large and before felting it, it fit her lamp shade. She had to explain to the lampshade that, though stylish, it really was a fire hazard to let it keep the hat, so she felted it:
It's still a little big, so she thinks one more wash will be in order.
Now, as mentioned before, the girl did go to the yarn store, with her friend Roo. And though she went only with the intention of buying one more ball of Noro for the hat, she somehow left the store with 3 balls of Noro. I mean, how could she refuse this:
She couldn't even resist starting to knit it. And knit, she did. The bag that you are viewing has already seen 1 1/2 balls of Noro, loving stitched together by the girl. She's worried that she may need a third ball if she decides to add a flap to the bag. It's quite quite an alarming scenario, because as she learned before, one ball of Noro=three balls of Noro. It's a vicious cycle. And so, the girl has placed this bag into the "indulgent" knitting bag, along with the lace scarf. These are completely un-Christmas presents and therefore too indulgent for this time of year. She's quite sad about their separation and caresses them whenever she passes by the bag. We are sure that the indulgent bag will be opened again before the week is out.
Right now, you're thinking that the girl is very foolish indeed! But the girl did think ahead. She realized her problem with the Noro and tried to be a frugal and wise girl. She decided to try some self-striping dyeing on some of her stash yarn which had been previously recycled from various sweaters. This was her first attempt:
It was a valiant attempt, but alas the girl had not found a good way to wind the individual sections without a lot of tangling, and she cried over the loss of a good many yards of mess. After her eyes and the yarn were dried, she staunchly balled it up:
The girl was proud of the striping, but one of the colors kept pissing her off. She switched between hating the red and the green, and finally decided that whatever it was, she needed something to mellow it out. And so she dyed this, with the intent of plying the two together:
She also embarked on building a simple drop spindle because she really wanted to ply these two yarns, not just hold them together.
The girl also made another attempt at dyeing a self-striping yarn, and though still not thrilled with the colors, she was thrilled with the method, and plans to perfect it over time and use it as a defense against the callings of Noro when she has no mula.
The moral of this story is that Noro is not only, beautiful and easy to work with, but incredibly distracting and addictive. The girl is in deep sorrow (uh...insane frenzy) now after spending almost an entire week being distracted by the seduction of the Noro when she really should have been diligently working on he niece's socks:
This cat, acting in the most Christmassy of spirits, knew that she had been bad, and bit her ankles this morning. The girl thinks he's just a little plucker who deserves some jail time. And took a mug-shot of him so that the police could book him.
Next picture day will be filled with the delights of adventures in plying, and more and more and more and more socks. How many socks can you look it and still think it's "neat"? I'm sure you'll find the answer here soon.
She had imprudently failed to cast on the second of her Dad's Christmas socks right after finishing the first one (which is the only way she's found to at all counter-act second sock syndrome). And so she was left wandering the apartment to find some good mindless knitting to try out the comfort of knitting on the new couch, with very little brain power.
Then she remembered! That Noro! It was just waiting for her! And what could be more mindless than that! So, she found the Noro and started to knit this:
It took almost a two full balls of the Noro to do this hat, which meant that she had to have a trip to the yarn store with Roo. Yes, it is quite large and before felting it, it fit her lamp shade. She had to explain to the lampshade that, though stylish, it really was a fire hazard to let it keep the hat, so she felted it:
It's still a little big, so she thinks one more wash will be in order.
Now, as mentioned before, the girl did go to the yarn store, with her friend Roo. And though she went only with the intention of buying one more ball of Noro for the hat, she somehow left the store with 3 balls of Noro. I mean, how could she refuse this:
She couldn't even resist starting to knit it. And knit, she did. The bag that you are viewing has already seen 1 1/2 balls of Noro, loving stitched together by the girl. She's worried that she may need a third ball if she decides to add a flap to the bag. It's quite quite an alarming scenario, because as she learned before, one ball of Noro=three balls of Noro. It's a vicious cycle. And so, the girl has placed this bag into the "indulgent" knitting bag, along with the lace scarf. These are completely un-Christmas presents and therefore too indulgent for this time of year. She's quite sad about their separation and caresses them whenever she passes by the bag. We are sure that the indulgent bag will be opened again before the week is out.
Right now, you're thinking that the girl is very foolish indeed! But the girl did think ahead. She realized her problem with the Noro and tried to be a frugal and wise girl. She decided to try some self-striping dyeing on some of her stash yarn which had been previously recycled from various sweaters. This was her first attempt:
It was a valiant attempt, but alas the girl had not found a good way to wind the individual sections without a lot of tangling, and she cried over the loss of a good many yards of mess. After her eyes and the yarn were dried, she staunchly balled it up:
The girl was proud of the striping, but one of the colors kept pissing her off. She switched between hating the red and the green, and finally decided that whatever it was, she needed something to mellow it out. And so she dyed this, with the intent of plying the two together:
She also embarked on building a simple drop spindle because she really wanted to ply these two yarns, not just hold them together.The girl also made another attempt at dyeing a self-striping yarn, and though still not thrilled with the colors, she was thrilled with the method, and plans to perfect it over time and use it as a defense against the callings of Noro when she has no mula.
The moral of this story is that Noro is not only, beautiful and easy to work with, but incredibly distracting and addictive. The girl is in deep sorrow (uh...insane frenzy) now after spending almost an entire week being distracted by the seduction of the Noro when she really should have been diligently working on he niece's socks:This cat, acting in the most Christmassy of spirits, knew that she had been bad, and bit her ankles this morning. The girl thinks he's just a little plucker who deserves some jail time. And took a mug-shot of him so that the police could book him.
Next picture day will be filled with the delights of adventures in plying, and more and more and more and more socks. How many socks can you look it and still think it's "neat"? I'm sure you'll find the answer here soon.
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5 Comments:
I LOVE your couch.
Now I'm rethinking leather. I absolutely did not want leather, because in the summer you stick to it, but I always complained about how my couch felt on my legs anyway and I always sat on a blanket!! I love it, it's beautiful and looks soft and comfy.
You need to take another pic at the other angle, is the far left of the couch backless?
You are unstoppable!
Hey "V", just found your site on a search for love spells. Read a few posts, so thought I'd say hi and thanks! :)
Me. -- "I tried these true love spells and got my boyfriend back!"
I wish these spell hawkers would quit it with the spam...
heehee! the couch rocks! roo knows! it's so comfortable and nice. it will defintely help with the psychotic knitting going on!
oh...and in case you didn't realize....i HAVE my boyfriend back. the only spell needed was a good scare. please feel free to read, but please don't keep advertising the voodoo.
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