Time travel: new, old and unfinished projects

So now that I've started working on the wrist warmers, the idea of socks doesn't fill me with fear the way that it used to. Therefore, I have started to eye the remnants of an unfinished project from my sock class at Downtown Yarns from [an unknown number of] years ago.

These are (still) on the original #4 dpns I bought for the class. Oops.

And yet, I can indeed finish projects (really!) when properly motivated (i.e., black hair in the summer sun = solar heat collector) and so, with some guidance from my friend Jackie, voila! Bucket hat using Reynolds Saucy Sport cotton yarn.

In the meantime, I feel like an afternoon of watching football (Tampa Bay Bucs @ Jets.. no, wait! Giants! I meant Giants! 3 - 17 to the best of my recollection), searching Blogger for info on how to change default font formatting (aaarrrgghh!), and then watching a couple of episodes of the House marathon on USA (thank you TiVo, for letting me skip the commercials), has left my brain fried to a crisp. Gah!

So okay, I am perhaps avoiding the beginning of my new gi-normous afghan using the Mason- Dixon moderne log cabin pattern (which for some unfathomable reason, is currently available as a free pattern on Amazon's website) using my new Knitpicks Options circular needles (#11s w/ a 40" cable -- yum!) and vast quantities of chenille (boo!) I had accumulated from ebay binges.

Ironically, of course, I wound up spending more money in an effort to match the various colorways I had previously bought on ebay, with additional chenille (more ebay, see photo on left) and cotton cones (School Products). I'm nuts. This blanket is going to cost me a fortune.

My rationalization is that it's for a friend, who's at home convalescing from a stroke. And yes, there is a distinct possibility he will finish rehab before I finish the afghan. (Actually, that would be great! I think you know what I mean.)

Here’s an actual finished log cabin baby blanket in garter stitch, using a combination of fluffy Reynolds Cabana and Schulana Supercotton. It’s been shipped off to my friend in Canadia, er, I mean, Canada, where her son is currently drooling all over it. Heh.

My boyfriend (who observes my knitting obsession with amused anthropological interest, and the occasional helpful suggestion) helped me realize that the brown yarn, which otherwise didn’t really fit with the color scheme –- but which was also in the sale room of Seaport Yarn along with the other balls of Reynolds and Schulana –- would work well as a border, especially when one considers sticky/jam-covered little infant fingers.

Woe is me: at a mere 3 blocks from my office, Seaport is my LYS –- I am DOOMED.