Knit1, Purl1, Knit 1, Purl1

My first ever knitting class went well. I guess I caught Dragon Lady on a bad afternoon and everyone has those day's right? Or maybe I astounded her with my savvy knitting prowess. Yeah. That's it. So I am now a knitter! She taught me continental style, casting on, knit and purl and seed/moss stitch. The other lady who was there (who has been going there for 8 years) said to me that usually new knitters do a whole scarf with just the knit stitch before they are comfortable enough to learn more. Good thing I'm a rebel and kept practicing over the weekend no? Granted the stitches are different than when doing it American style but the basic principle is the same. Knit. Purl.

So I'm almost out of the furry yarn of doom and (obviously) no where near the end of said scarf. Which means I'm going to have to buy more today. My main issue so far is that it seems I keep increasing by one (good thing I count all the freaking time) so I have to decrease just about every other row or so. Ugh. ....The yarn is furry....how do people cope with this on big projects? I woke up this morning with little strand of fur in my mouth! The yarn was across the room all night unless it remembered it was an animal once, got up and attacked me in my sleep...Which seems un-likely since my cat sleeps right dab-smack in the middle of my bed and would notice something moving about my room. He watches all my yarn like it might make a tasty morsel. Thankfully Ramses only attacks the cheap yarn or yarn I give him scraps from . Hmmm...mabey my cat is trying to tell me something about the cheap acrylic....

Beginnings

Greetings! First post and tiny step into the ocean of knitting. Ok, so really I've already taken that step but...you know..I haven't blogged it yet. Ha. Blogged.
I'm starting my very first knitting class ever on Monday with the Dragon Lady. I'd say Knitting Nazi buutttt....she has a German accent so it feels slightly inappropriate. I like-Dragon Lady. I went into her store and asked after classes and such (the usual, how much, how many etc..) and she did answer them but boy, she was Stern. She walked me over to the yarn pile she uses for new knitters (expencive stuff) and ... it's furry. Furry! I'm not a big "fur" person, if at all -should I choose to be honest. So I asked her very nicely if I could use a different yarn. Bad idea. She went off on this tirade about how new knitters get discouraged when they have to rip things out over and over so the fur hides the mistakes.

So I gently mentioned that, I'm ok with ripping out (I've been doing crochet for 3.5 years, I'm used to ripping) and then she went on another tirade about how people walk in saying they'll just use "Michael's" yarn and how that's just not right. Wait, wait wait. Did I mention anything about Michael's? No. I'm only standing in a yarn shop crammed full of yarn and she thinks I'm not going to buy from her? She has...issues...about People and their yarn it seems. The final kicker is when I went to leave she said, "Now don't do anything!(I had taught myself casting on/off knit and purl) I'm going to teach you continental and that is the better way. You won't waste hours of your life if you knit continental." I don't know about you but people yelling at me to not do something usually (unless my life is in danger) makes me want to go...do it... So I did. I just practiced the basic Knit and Purl casting on and off. Nothing fancy. Boy did I feel like a rebel. Bad to the bone!

I just ordered the new Stephanie Pearl-McPhee book who's title escapes me at the moment (Edit: Stephanie Pearl-McPhee Casts Off), but I'm excited. Her books are lovely and humorous and make me giggle out loud. Hard explaining stash hidey-holes to my fiancee though. He'd try to stop me before it got too big...mabey...