Yarn Harlot (Post 1 of 2) :: Cosmic Twist
By now you've heard a bit here and there about the Yarn Harlot's visit to Houston (Spring), Texas -- hosted by Twisted Yarns. I had a great time -- Stephanie was wonderful and gracious and VERY funny. The whole night almost made me forget that I had a dentist appointment the next morning -- for what was supposed to be a routine cleaning. Yikes. Nearly two hours in the chair, nitrous oxide and many shots later (and a sore jaw today), along with a much lighter bank account, I still feel too loopy to properly post the details of Stephanie's visit. It deserves a detailed post.
I really thought she would be funny JUST about knitting - and that perhaps she'd say a lot of things about stash and yarn that were kind of funny. Wrong. She's funny about everything -- things totally unrelated to knitting. And though I would like to share those with you, I don't know how. Just do go see her if you get a chance.
So instead of writing about my evening with the Harlot, I'm watching funny movies trying to get back in a writing and knitting mood. I emailed two people yesterday who I knew would get a laugh out of the one photo that managed to turn out okay of me and Stephanie (taken while she was signing my book). And I can't post it. (But if you're nice and I know you and you have a wicked sense of humor . . . leave a comment and we'll see).
Monday night I was really tired and my seven-year old son asked me to teach him how to knit so he could knit ME some socks. For me. From him. Soft socks, he said. I cast on some scrap yarn on huge needles and was sweating profusely trying to show him how to do a knit stitch. He ended up transferring stitches from one needle to another without wrapping them first. Because I was tired, I promised him I would teach him soon and help him, but it seemed difficult for me to figure out a way that he could grasp the idea of knitting -- because he REALLY wants to knit me some socks. All day Tuesday while he was at school, I agonized over it and he mentioned it again in the car on the way home from school. But I had to leave him ALL NIGHT to go see Stephanie speak. And you know . . . in the middle of the funny, she gave me the answer (and it's in Knitting Rules too). You teach a beginner to knit by casting on for a hat and YOU knit several rounds before handing them the needles so they can knit. By the time they're tired of knitting, it might be really close to time for decreasing. She doesn't mention purling -- instead it's "the opposite of knitting" (perhaps paraphrased). And I thought it was brilliant. So in case he brought it up again, I thought I'd have a hat "ready" for him to knit. I cast on last night at the boys' bedtime. My oldest son just wanted to be tucked in and my seven-year old was still a bit too wiggly. He sat up in my bed and watched me cast on and yawned and said, "I still want to learn how to knit," and fell asleep.
Here are the photos I've uploaded so far -- in slideshow format.