Jamaican Grey

So who knew, Kool-aid had such a flavor as Jamaica Punch. And what would one expect as a color from such an auspicious name. Well Red of course. But mixed with my grey wool, its more a burgundy.

The yarn is hanging out to dry (haven't snapped a pic of that yet). I only tried it on one skein that was half on the needles half in the skein. Of course there are streaks, but who knows that may work in my favor.

Nothing like a little kool-aid to cure a little boredom

I may have mentioned the tons of grey wool that I got at a bargain basement price, oh so many years ago that has been languishing in the bottom of my stash bin. Well, after I made my solemn vow to my husband that I would put this wool and most of my stash to use before purchasing new, I earnestly started what I thought was going to be my first top down sweater of my own phenominal design. Right.

Needless to say 3 months later, I hate it. I hate the sweater and I hate the yarn. So off to the frog pond it goes. But, alas, what to do with sooooooo much grey wool? An afghan? Oh no not for this lazy knitter. Hmmm...what to do, what to do. Experiment with kool-aid. Yes! Yes! why not.

Sock-a-Palooza

Ok its sock time. Last time I knit socks was back in 2005. Knit my first pair toe-up since the thought of turning a heel and gussets seemed daunting. It was a great success, my husband loves and treasures them. Gives me a warm and fuzzy that he does. My second sock was knit with just as much love, but for a reason I wish had never happened. My son was hit by a car while riding to school and I knit the sock to cover his toes. Just the one. I wonder if he still has it.

But moving on. I did enjoy knitting the socks. I learned provisional cast ons, and shortrows and was looking forward to knitting more, but alas...I didn't. But I did buy tons of sock yarn.