Now, I don't know about you, but I seem to just stumble from project to project. I make endless lists of "dream projects" and "stash projects" and "gift projects" (need I mention I know of EIGHT babies on the way?), but something always seems to fall in my lap at the last minute, like when, the other day, I spied this perfect Rusted Root and decided that my birthday money from Oupa would be best spent on some Cotton Fleece, and quick.
...but the yarn hasn't arrived yet, and I'm itching to start planning something new. Therefore, I've decided to go about choosing the next project based on the question, "With whom would I rather spend the next couple of weeks?" Contestants appear below. All celebrity voices have been impersonated with utmost respect and love.
Contestant #1: "Pluck emergency shearpin out of outboard motor, first making sure said motor is not in use. One need not strand oneself, Crusoe-like, for the sake of one's sweater, or one might sup the porridge of regret with the spoon of sorrow." (See possible project here- a gift for Mr. Frick in some stashed Cascade 220. Oooh, and there's a KAL...)
Contestant #2: "Weave in ends, put on rollerskates, apply Chanel No. 5, and be mahhvelous, because you and the postman and all the wacky neighbors and past boyfriends and gym-goers that populate your world know you are." (This pattern in Silky Wool from the stash, for me.)
Contestant #3: "Start at the seashore, marveling at the intricacies of the cosmos, and how they can all be expressed in the design of the tiniest cockle and mussel. Now pick up a gazillion stitches around a gazillion edges and spend more time assembling than you did knitting. Alive, alive-o." (The Sand Dollar Pullover from Knitting Nature, even though there seems to be some major glitch in said cosmos that does not allow me to join the KAL, despite repeated attempts.)
Contestant #4: Decrease one stitch at edge of fol 4 rows, and fol 2 fol alt rows, and at the same time, balance teakettle neatly atop crown of head whilst singing "God Save the Queen" and serving scones and clotted cream (homemade) to visiting dignitaries. Accent optional, but preferred. (This kit, bought in the same wild, credit-card-balance inflating moment as the one I've just finished. This one likely won't win. Not seasonal, and for now I can't even look at it without hearing this shrill, trilling voice announce, "The Princess BUTTERCUP!")
Contestant #5: "At this point you may be thinking, this sweater wants to be a hat. And so I would encourage you to put down your knitting immediately in exchange for a friendly little glass of wine. Or two. There. All better. Now go start knitting something new, before the voices begin again. See Chapter 4, entitled How to Insulate Your House with Failed Projects and Save 50% or More on Your Car Insurance for tips on what to do with the sweaterhat." (OK, so the Harlot isn't strictly a designer, but she's superfun to impersonate.)
I've got my tea set out, and the little sandwiches. I wonder who's coming to Fricknits? Stay tuned...