Crumpets is done. Or, almost done. I have to get a pretty ribbon and maybe make some straps. This took way too long to make. Miles and miles of stockinette will start to make me crazy, even though I do love the way stockinette looks.


I have a bad habit of making something just because. In this case, I was shopping at a store in Muscatine, Iowa last weekend. I bought a couple balls of 1824 Cotton (there wasn't much else that caught my eye, though I think they had every color of Cascade 220 available) and they had this pattern posted as a suggestion. So when I finished Crumpets and felt like I needed a quick knit, I turned to this. It was fun. I have no recipient intended, and it's a bit too small for my feet. If any of my family or friends wears an 8 or smaller and would like a pair of cotton slippers, let me know and they are yours.

I like the 1824 Cotton. I didn't think I'd like the nubby-ness of it, because I am not crazy about the Manos Cotton Stria. I like the texture this made. I think I'd even like a sweater out of it.

This I knit in a hotel room in Urbana, Illinois. I was there for work and needed something to distract me from a crazy headache I had. The food they have at conferences isn't really conducive to paying attention in sessions full of slides and powerpoint. That's my complaint of the day. I'm not showing the whole thing, which only took a few hours and is made from Print 127 from the stash. It's for DG for our upcoming road trip. I'll be sure to get a picture of it in action.

Now I am trying to think of something special for Renée. Yeah, I know, I made Crumpets for her, but I think it will be too big. I'm thinking something more along the keepsake line than fun wearable. I don't do lace, and I don't really have time for lace anyway. Renée's christening is the second weekend in June, so I'd like to have it done before I head to Michigan. Any ideas?

In the meantime, I'm finally starting socks for Stefan from the Artyarns Ultramerino 4 that I got last fall. So, I'm a procrastinator. Oh, that must be why I make slippers for no reason.