Like I really needed more things to make…

The new Knitty is up!

At first pass, I see a lot of cute things.

 Jaden, Marjorie, and Yosemite are definitely going on my Must Knit list. So many cute sweaters–and I think all of them would last more than one season in terms of trendiness (always a concern, since I tend to get distracted and take a while to knit things).

I also like Lace Ribbon, and Saito and Posey are both great, uniques sock patterns. I also love Spirogyra…and San Francisco weather is perfect for light fingerless gloves.

All in all, a great issue. I was a little nervous at first, with three kids patterns in a row–cute stuff, but with no kids to knit for it isn’t very inspiring for me–then I clicked on Jaden and knew I’d love this issue.

Now, I just have to hold off until I finish at least some of the things I have on the needles already (or at least have the yarn for)…

"Support" and Knitting

I spend a lot of time on Ravelry, and a theme I’ve noticed coming up again and again is whether or not your family is supportive of your knitting.

This, quite frankly, boggles my mind.

What boggles my mind even more is the fact that there are apparently many knitters out there whose significant others mock, belittle, or complain about it!

Now, I’m single, granted, but I can’t believe you’d stay with someone like that!

Before you say I’m overreacting–it isn’t just about knitting. Sub in painting or pottery or horseback writing or standing on your head reciting Shakespearean monologues backwards in Swedish for knitting and my point still stands. It’s about respecting the person you’re with. We all have interests and hobbies, and of course knitting isn’t everyone’s cup of tea.

My family for example-I’m the only knitter. My Mom used to cross stitch, and she reads. My Dad has an aquarium and does sudoku. They both do crosswords. Different hobbies, and while we tease sometimes, as families do, there’s never any judgment about the perceived value of someone else’s hobby.

Yet somehow, people seem to feel there is free reign to attack and belittle knitters. We’re grandmotherly or wasting our time. And for someone reason–people TAKE THIS! They talk about spouses “allowing” them to knit or “not allowing” them to knit in certain situations, or getting permission to spend money.

Here’s the thing–this isn’t about knitting. You’re a person, with a hobby and the people around you should respect that. Someone who gives you permission to do things isn’t respecting you, they’re controlling you.

Then again, maybe I’m just coming at this from a different perspective. Like I said, I am single. Knitting is a hobby and passion of mine, and that’s pretty clear when you’ve met me. Guys I know have ranged from finding it slightly strange, not unlike the rest of me, to being fascinated and impressed even if they don’t openly admit to it.

Bottom line? If I’m going to date someone, then they need to respect me and the things I do, even if they don’t enjoy or understand them. I don’t care if it’s knitting or the internet or watching endless hours of Battlestar Galactica. And if they don’t? Well, they’re not going to be around long.

What do you think? What would you do if your SO or potential SO belittled your hobbies?

Back on the Needles: Brilliant Retro

This weekend I devoted a lot of time to non-knitting things like, um, cleaning. So that my apartment is not scary.

I did have some time to knit, though, and I’ve become re-enamored with Brilliant Retro. The back is finished and I made it to the armhole shaping on the left front. I’m using lilac yarn, and it’ just the perfect cute little spring cardigan.

Alas, this meant the mystery project–no guesses? You people disappoint me!–got set aside, though I did make some more progress on the Cool Blue Ocean Waves sock, as well as getting some yarn mailed off to my wonderful test-knitter.

Now the fun part begins–pattern writing. Can you sense my joy? This is my first stab at a real pattern, no something scrawled on notebook paper for myself or a friend, and I have to say, it’ s tough!

So tough, I didn’t get any pictures, but I promise to share some soon. Swear.