The "Wrong" Side of Besotted and a health update

This post is primarily for Jessica, who wanted to know what the "wrong" side of cables looked like. Not scary at all! Kinda endearing, in a weird, other-side-of-the-cables way.

In other knitting news, I'm finished the cuff for my first Monkey. Later today I'll start the leg. I'm trying to resist the combined siren calls of Old Navy, Michaels, the library, the bookstore, the mall... this whole being home to convalesce is driving me a little crazy. (But when I do go out to do something, like tag along with my dad to Price Club, I have to take a 2 and a half hour nap afterward. Bummer)

On the health front, I heard back from the ENT doctor ... and I do not have the feared strep throat or tonsillitis. In fact (and this might be Too Much Information), there was no bad bacteria in my throat.

Basically, my throat decided to swell to such magnificent, agonizing proportions, because of the Mystery Virus.

I think I'll be rebellious tonight and make chocolate chip cookies ... with milk chocolate, white chocolate, and slices of dark chocolate truffles.

Absolutely besotted

Sushi Besotted!

I started on July 16th and finished it today... May I present, something I am Absolutely Besotted with? If this wasn't Alissa's birthday present, I would totally keep this for myself. Alas, once I weave in the ends and give this baby her Woolite Bath, it's being mailed to my very patient sister-friend-for life.

Me being a dork as usual. Creative commons, ya ya ya.

Yarn: Knit Picks Swish Superwash in Ballerina, 3 balls
Needles: US 11
Modifications: Instead of ending on row 4, as per the pattern, I ended on row 15. This is because I have *this* much yarn left. Nifty, eh?

Guys & Dolls

So the chemise isn't done. Despite being off from work, I've been conking out every day around 5 o'clock. Normally, I would have sewn this evening, except I saw my 14 year old cousin perform in Guys and Dolls (you rock Sky!).

I'm almost done with Besotted, but now I need to find another knitting project, and fast. Where did I put my Monkey sock?

It's growing!

I'm on my third ball of Swish Superwash for Besotted! I'm starting to feel better, though I still have a low-grade fever. Today was a victory for me, as I was able to watch Doctor Who and knit. (For those interested, I'm working my way through Series 3, and today was "The Lazarus Experiment").

Lateness and forgetfulnes

No pictures today, sorry!

I started knitting up the Besotted scarf yesterday morning. I'm using Knit Picks Swish Superwash in the Ballerina colorway (very pink). It's a (very) late birthday present for a friend, but I'm pretty sure she does not read this blog. So she'll be surprised when I finish it. It's slow going, and it probably won't be done until September or October.

Her birthday was in March. Oops.

In other news, I finished cutting out the combination yesterday afternoon. I was all set to sew pieces together, when I realized I never bought the lace trim.

Various lace trims.

Of three or more yards each.

Oops.

I would like to at least sew the five-gored petticoat panels tonight, but I know that won't be happening. I'm in the midst of typing up a VERY scripted, segmented information literacy lesson plan for tomorrow. Oy.

Besotted

Another upcoming project is for my friend Liss, who was my first roommate years ago when we were doing a musical theatre internship. Her birthday was a few days ago, and I promised to knit her the Besotted Scarf. I need to go through my stash to find just the right shade of pink ... and if I don't have enough of it, to Michael's I shall go and stock up on 2 skeins of Lion Brand Wool-Ease (what I used for the Irish Hiking Scarf).

I still need to go to the store and pet the yarn I may be using for my fellow librarian's DNA scarf ... if I don't deem it soft enough, I may have to drive some yarn store owners crazy in my quest to find the perfect yarns.

I also realized that his request for two different colors means I'll finally be tackling colorwork in a cabled design. This should be an interesting learning experience.