The Feet, They are Fuzzy.

And they fit the husband very well. I have been avoiding the felting because I was worried about what would happen, then I realized how bass ackwards that was and threw them in a pillowcase and went for it. I think they are lovely and with the white stripe on only one of them, the right and left will never be confused. Yeah, ok that's lame, I just didn't like the stripe all that much after the first one so I didn't do it on the second. I let the husband do the shaping because they were his, and although they lack the ocd perfection they would have had if I had exercised my usual control freakiness over that aspect of the project, he likes them just fine and I like that he wears them. All in all this was a very fun KAL.

Fear of Felting

Sunday came and went, and although there was much celebration and much Irish dance, there was no felting. Monday, Tuesday, and then the rest of the week came and went and all of a sudden it is Friday and no felting of the Fuzzy Feet. I'll just admit it - I'm scared of ruining them. I have picked up needles and yarn and gotten all brave and adventurous before, but that was because I have always had the safety net of being able to frog it if I screw it up and start again. But felting, well, that's a one way road, and I just haven't gotten the gumption to go down that road just in case it turns out to be the one way road to hell. OK, I'm probably being a little dramatic, but it really is kind of a big thing for me. Well, I figure Sunday is coming around again and that gives me all of tomorrow to screw my courage to the sticking place, bite the bullet, and engage in any other metaphors I can come up with, and Just do it.

Meanwhile, I have started a new project which deserves its own space. So for now, the Chickengoddess is still chickening out on the felting, and I'll ramble on about the new project as soon as I get some pictures together.

Also, because this keeps me from felting even longer, I did one of those blog things. It is almost spot on except for one thing...

Your Birthdate: November 29

You have the mind of an artist, even if you haven't developed the talent yet. Expressive and aware, you enjoy finding new ways to share your feelings. You often feel like you don't fit in - especially in traditional environments. You have big dreams. The problem is putting those dreams into action. Your strength: Your vivid imagination Your weakness: Fear of failure Your power color: Coral Your power symbol: Oval Your power month: November

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

My power color is coral?

Fuzzy Pair

There is probably some mystic and eldritch reason that this weekend will see the completion of the Fuzzy Feet. This weekend has become a celebration of all things feet, somehow. Today I started and finished foot number two, tomorrow I will be felting and shaping them, then my darling husband and I will celebrate our 12th wedding anniversary with the late show of Riverdance at the Fox Theater. I don't know what I will be knitting next. I have real tiny scary sock yarn, but I am now armed with special sock knowledge. I also have the stuff to make a Birch shawl. After my first unblogged about and frankly humiliating experience with lace knitting, I am still determined but possibly still unready to try lace so soon. Maybe I'll just pretend all that doesn't exist and go on a finishing binge. I've still got the Clappy and that dratted Fletcher hanging over my head (kinda like the sword of Damocles, only without the fun musical accompaniment of Rocky in his little gold lame bikini undies singing about it). For now, look for finished object photos of the felted feeties tomorrow.

Knittin' Large

I have been knitting for maybe two months now. So far, I've done really well at identifying projects that are too advanced for me, and I have learned to back up. I really need one of those annoying beepers for when I go into reverse and back into a simpler project. I wanted to learn cables so I started with Forbes Forest, which quickly set the little robot in my mind screaming "danger, Will Robinson" and I backed into Coronet, which was a total success. I jumped in to trying Branching Out in Douceur et Soie (that's right, I didn't even blog about that disaster) and learned that I needed to back into wither a simpler lace project or a try at that pattern with a yarn I can actually work with, I haven't decided which yet. I took a break from the endless (but I'm OK with that) Clapotis to back into a totally mindless, skinny and wonderfully fast mistake rib scarf. Again, success, set to the soundtrack of my reverse warning beeps.

So what do I do? I go out and buy "Knitting on the Road" and "Knitting Vintage Socks". I need to have my head examined.

Actually, this is all Lolly's fault, her and her evil Soctoberfest. I really couldn't have cared less about socks till all the cool pics started showing up all over the web, and then it was too late. She even ran away to Hawaii, undoubtedly going into hiding to avoid me giving her looks because she started the sock fire which now burns brightly within me. But yes, now I must knit socks too. I never realized I was that much of a joiner, but I guess I am, and there's no shame in it I suppose. Actually there is plenty of shame, but it rests mostly in my total lack of sock knitting knowledge.

Crazy Aunt Purl to the rescue! This is the second time I have mentioned her in this blog, which is just a baby blog, and I swear if I mention her again I am just going to have to apply to her for adoption. Anyway, thanks to her Fuzzy Feetalong, I will not only be knitting socks, I will be KNITTIN' LARGE (socks). Somehow this reminds me of this strange flash animation. And with that vision firmly in our heads, picture me knitting Fuzzy Feet.

Now picture me knitting the heel according to instructions which just seem wrong and taking it on faith that the kind and generous Theresa wouldn't lie to me - and succeeding!!! I am so stoked over this giant and increasingly sock shaped creature spilling forth from my oversized needles! I feel a little like Dr. Frankenstein creating his monster. I dunno, maybe that's the leftover Halloween candy I washed down with a beer talking. Nothing like knitting giant socks drunk with the sugar high from hell. I recommend it highly (no pun intended).


Here is Samantha with my first heel and gussett. Marvel at the natural splendor of this REALLY BIG SOCK!

***UPDATE***
Well, these are cool, and they're fast! I have finished one already.

On to fuzzy foot Number 2!

I'd like a slice of Kitty Pi please.

Actually I had Fletcher from Simply Noro on the needles at the time. Being my first ever kniting project that included *gasp* purling, and also the first thing I have ever tried to knit solely from instructions, I had frogged an entire front section and several partial sections until I was beginning to hate the project. I put it away for a while and decided to knit for my cats. I had seen this cat bed on lots of other knitblogs and it looked simple enough, so I ran to my fave LYS and scored Big Kureyon, fizzly things and big fat needles and settled in for a few days knitting.

Now, I have eight cats. Yes, I know, but they rarely gang up on you all at the same time, so it's actually more like having 2 cats constantly with you. The cats just keep changing. Anyway, seven of these eight cats completely ignored me. Mind you, I was knitting for them. Ungrateful little furballs. When I had been knitting for myself they were "all upons", but knit for them and they scatter. Except one, the youngest, the saber tooth boy, our "action" Jackson. He loved the yarn in a slightly worrisome way...


...and I could not keep him away from it the entire time I was winding it up. He would stalk me while I knit it and since then I have not been able to keep him out of it long enough to felt it. I guess this FO is on hold for now.


Pattern: Kitty Pi
Yarn: Noro Big Kureyon Color 1 - 2 skeins
Trendsetter Crisantemo Color 3 - less than 1 skein
Crystal Palace Fizz Color 7303 - less than 1 skein
Needles: Wood dpn Size 11 Bamboo Circulars Size 11