Losing Myself to Knitting

Thank you for all the comments on the skirt post. I loved reading them....

The above photo was intended as a decoy to detract your attention from the fact that I'm still posting photos of the pink socks. I planted that lavatera last July and it's now eight or nine feet high.



Losing myself? Well, not losing myself exactly, but completely losing all sensation in the top third of my finger (you know, the one your betrothed adorns with gold/diamonds). Seriously - I was working on the pink sock (sorry, you must be sick of photos of that sock) on Wednesday evening and not for long, either - and when I put the knitting down immediately noticed that my finger felt numb. Suffering from Reynard's (where the tips of your fingers and whole toes go completely white and numb due to something to do with blood circulation - it looks so weird when it happens), I didn't pay much attention, although the Reynard's usually wouldn't happen in the summer. An hour later I realised that there was no change, and on investigation I saw it was looking normal ie. still healthy pink. Weird, I thought. Must be a nerve thing instead. Well, two/three days later and it's still numb. It seems I've been curling it round the tiny 2mm needle as I knit and just knitting through the discomfort it causes, but why has it never happened before? How odd. I won't pay much attention to it unless my whole arm follows suit! Cripes.

Although I've knitted a bit of the foot on my notorious false-start pink socks, I still have quite a way to go but they should be finished next week. And I have been working on Ella but can't feel inspired about it, as it's too hot to think of shawls. Still have my eye on the beautiful Lady Eleanor but I just can't scrape together the money for the yarn (oh, poor me. But I do have flapjacks in my biscuit tin.) I forgot to mention on my skirt post that none of the skirts I made cost more than about £8.00. Isn't that just fab?

Here's something else I sewed last year, I think. Before the knitting took over. It's made in a lovely fine and stretchy jersey and is reversible (black on the inside). Very comfy and easy to wear.




I have sewn up quite a few items, even a lined jacket. But the funny thing is that in twenty years I've never made a buttonhole until now (it was easy). I wonder if I was subconsciously choosing garments without buttons. I don't know, but I certainly wasn't conscious of it.

Guess what! I have baked something delicious. It's a first. I can't do baking - for the same reason that I often ruin meat. I can't tell when it's cooked so I always leave it in a bit longer just to make sure and then end up with crispy offerings. Not this time. Jane Brocket's flapjacks did the trick and they are too delicious, although very, very sweet, which we're not very used to. Charlie won't eat them at all due to the sweetness (he is allowed sweet things sometimes but seems to prefer dried fruit or yukky healthy biscuits). I suppose I should be pleased Charles turns his nose up at them but I would have liked a family-consuming-home-baked-goods moment. This afternoon I'll bake some more of the healthy walnut things and some Toddler Borscht. Charlie's glands have been up for two weeks and he needs blood tests if they're still up in another three so I'm trying to boost his immune system.

I apologise for this convoluted post (no, that' the wrong word), ummmm, I'm trying to say that I realise this post is a bit disjointed, skipping from one subject to another. Maybe it's because I normally write my posts in the evening, as opposed to 8 in the morning.

More strong coffee.

Later on (well, the following day)..........I made some more of the putrid honey/walnut etc biscuits and they're delicious. I was correct in thinking it was the bitter honey that ruined them. Yeah, my baking is slightly improving (even baked another batch of flapjacks at 11pm yesterday, to give to the neighbours and the in-laws).

And since I adore those flapjacks I worked out how many calories/fat are in them (each one being one sixteenth of the whole). It's about 180cals and 10g fat. I'm not obsessed but I do like to know just how bad or good something is before I eat ten pieces!