I’m making stockings for Maggie. If we’re being honest we should just say “stocking” because I am so terrible at finishing pairs of things. Nonetheless, I am knitting a stocking for Maggie and it will have a comrade in the future. We hope.
I keep trying it on her and she has been a great sport. “Are you kniddin’ those socks for ME?” she asks with anticipation. Yes, baby, I am knitting these for you.
All I need is to find some 3 year old sized biker boots to wear them with. That would be the shit. Then she would wear the outfit for 5 minutes before growing out of it. No, that’s not true. She’ll be able to wear it this winter and it’ll be awesome. I can’t wait. But first I have to find pint-sized biker boots.
The yarn is called Gjestal Baby Ull and I can type it but I can’t pronounce it. Don’t you hate that? There are many names of yarn that I simply avoid saying in public…Araucania, Malabrigo, others. I used to not know how to say Koigu but now I do.
Point being, nothing. The unpronounceable yarn is really, really nice. 100% superwash merino. I’m knitting it at 8 sts to the inch on a US 1.5 needle (that’s 2.5 mm). The needles are, I think, Crystal Palace bamboo and they’re sturdy and smooth. I would consider them my favorite set of bamboo dpns in size 1.5.
These stockings (or this stocking) feel like an in between project…though I’m not sure what I’m between. I’m considering making Maggie a sweater to end all sweaters, so maybe I’m between Jerry’s striped sweater and the next sweater.
Sweaters are projects, stocking(s) are just little things I knit.