About the contest
There I was with my newly spun yarn. I was already disappointed with the end product, but I figured after I got my yarn ‘pancake’ that everything would look better and be just fine. So, I put the yarn on the swift and I was winding on about as fast as greased lightning. I kept my eye on the yarn ball winder when suddenly the yarn snagged – or so I thought.
Turns out, my yarn fell off the swift and gathered around the ankles of said swift. Just like a homeless man with his pants around his ankles. It took me hours to unravel this mess.
Since I didn’t like the yarn anyway, I made a Multnomah Shawl with it and gave it to someone I knew I’d never see again. She loved it
My story involves some very beautiful ribbon yarn, some family and friends and a very tangled mess.
My Mom and I found some beautiful ribbon yarn at a yarn show to make scarves for Christmas gifts for a couple of special friends. We each chose our colors and after receiving some sage advice as to winding the yarn into a ball we went on our merry way. A few weeks later, we had a family get-together and Mom and I decided it would be a good time to wind the yarn. We figured it wouldn't take us long, so decided to start with her yarn and wind it before dinner. About 5 minutes later we had spaghetti (and I don't mean dinner). It was more tangled than either of us would have ever believed could have been possible. We put it aside for dinner and then got back to it after. It took myself, my Mom, my daughter and one of my daughter's friends the next 3 hours to get that one skein of yarn into a ball. My Mom made a scarf with it and actually ordered another skein from the store. She tried to wind that one on her own and, I believe, it is still a tangled heap on her floor. My skein of yarn remains as it was purchased, waiting for me to gather the courage to wind it. I guess I'll be on my own - I can't convince anyone to help me!!
This is what I came home to after I went to town for just a short time! He met me at the door, all tangled up, as you can see in the picture. He looks at me as if to say. "Help me, Mommy......... I was only trying to help, honest! Please don't be mad at me." It was hard to not laugh as I untangled him. He's such a big goof, and we love him to pieces. I was still able to use the yarn to make a beautiful pair of Norwegian mittens.
After he did this another time, I hid all my knitting and shut the doors to the other rooms. I was able to save the yarn, too, which I was determined to do as it was expensive yarn!
There is not a fine yarn shop near my home and I look forward when I travel, which is frequently, to visiting any that I find and to attending knitting shows and expos. Last February I attended the Pittsburgh Knit & Crochet Festival and came home with a stash of wonderful yarns. One of the things I purchased was yarn to make a silk and mohair entrelac stole (Schulana Kid Seta). There were 2 colors that required only one skein of yarn. While I was knitting, one of these two balls of yarn slipped out of my bag and my one year old Weimaraner, Stormy found it before I missed it. As usual when she finds a treasure she slipped away to a more secluded area to "inspect". About 3 minutes later I went to see what she was up to. She had chewed a chunk out of the ball, not large but...
After carefully unwinding what was still in one piece of this very fine yarn throughout my house then backtracking my steps and making into a ball, I started sorting the assorted lengths that were left. I made a second ball joining the longer lengths and then made a little hank with the shorted lengths hoping they would not be required to complete my project.
Luckily the remaining project went together nicely and my nightmare of having to piece together my 3 inch pieces never happened.
I'm still knitting whenever I can and Stormy is usually not far away. One big difference is that when she slips away I'm a lot quicker in going after her. Attached is a photo of Stormy wearing my finished project.
I've had some pretty knotty knitting stories, but this one is worth sharing!
I had decided to knit a pair of socks in Seahawks team colors for a good friend. Because it was for his birthday, and I was crunched for time, I was spending virtually all my spare time trying to finish them. Well, apparently this had my 8 month old puppy feeling neglected, and she had noticed that the socks were taking all my attention... I came home from work one day to find that she had ransacked my knitting bag, pulled out the socks, and thoroughly destroyed the bamboo knitting needles that the socks 'had' been cast on! What remained of the socks was such a jumble - she had even severed the yarn in several places. It took me a really long time to get it all sorted out!
I wish I had taken a picture of the mess she made - as well as the guilty look on her face when I found her! But I'm attaching the finished socks - you would never know the adventures they have seen!