Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Safety First!

Don't drink and drive. Don't run with scissors. Don't attempt break dancing while holding a baby. All good rules to live by. A safe Sheep is a happy Sheep. That's always been my motto.

I've found a new one to add to the list. I may even have it tattooed on my forehead. What do you think of this? "Don't attempt to knit the front part of your Fountain Lace Vest while taking cold medications." I think it could catch on.

Now, I know I've mentioned before that lace is not something that I ever, ever do. Lace gives me the stress. But, I was looking for a project worthy of my handspun Finn. I knew I had enough for a vest and I puttered about looking at different patterns, all of which seemed well within my skills. And yet they were so very plain. And I felt that the yarn deserved better. Besides, how challenging could a single panel of lace be? It's not like I was thinking about a whole shawl or anything crazy like that.

And, I must admit, I was flush with the success of my Chevron Stripes Towel. That has pattern repeats. I got overconfident.

I was close, I'll give myself that much. But the one little error was glaring enough that I felt ripping back and starting over was the best option. The yarn deserved it, after all. The benefit of being slightly loopy from the cold medicine was that I wasn't really feeling any highs or lows of any kind. My reaction to ripping out four inches of vest was akin to clipping a hangnail. I seem to recall saying something like, "gruffle-flump" but that was the extent of my commentary on the subject.

I next attempted to cast on again in order that I might start over. I then learned that, somewhere between, "I sure hope this cold medicine works" and "gruffle-flump" I had lost the ability to count to 64. The project was set aside for the night. I was still feeling little in the way of human emotion, but it seemed best not to push it. A tantrum could be just around the corner. I was able to successfully cast on when I got home this afternoon and things seem to be back on track.

Life has not been all knitting mishaps and medication hazes, though. I got the word from Trek today that I am the winner of her blog subscription contest! She was most eager to tell me of my prize and I, being an accommodating Sheep, allowed her to spill the beans. But I will wait until it's arrival to share with the blogging-world-at-large. Suffice it to say, I was a very happy Sheep. That high has even withstood the last dose of cold medication!

But I'm not risking the vest tonight. Better safe than sorry!



Julie said...

After reading my blog, you should REALLY know better than to knit while drugged. Ahahaha.

Stay away from steeks. I really mean it.

And I'll try to remember not to break dance with the baby.

Julie said...

I like your new rule - very catchy :)

Congrats on the win! Can't wait to see the loot.

April said...

Hooray for you! The trekster is VERY good at gift giving. I know this for a fact.

Sheila said...

The new project is intriguing, and a mysterious prize, too!
Do post picts asap.

trek said...

Is a loopy Sheep a happy Sheep?

Beth said...

I can't wait to see a picture of the vest! I know it will be beautiful!

Anonymous said...

That's a very good rule. The vest will be lovely in your fabulous Finn. I look forward to seeing it.

hillary said...

Poor drugged Sheep. Your new rule is probably a good one.

Congratulations on winning the contest. I can't waitto see the loot.

Cathy said...

I am so looking forward to the lacey Finn vest... course, only if it has a snake in a cast will it really meet my current standards of entertaining posts. ;-) Aren't you over that crap YET? Please, get over it soon.

Debby said...

I tried to leave a comment the other day, to tell you that I agree with you and really enjoyed your post. When I'm sick I want all the sympathy in the world!

I agree with the other posters -- don't knit lace under the influence. It almost always results in a trip to Frog City.

Can't wait to see your vest!