The monkey is me. I haven't knit a pair of socks since the Stanley Cup 2012 (June, for those of you who don't know the NHL schedule). After that, I got focused on some other projects on larger needles and left socks behind. Not forever, but for a while. I figured I would eventually get back to sock knitting after I finished the other projects. What I didn't count on was Nancy posting a pair of a sock this week, or Carole posting two socks in one post. Monkey see, monkey do. . . I was in.
This is the sock I'm going to knit. It's Gothic Spire by Cookie A. I knit the first one in July 2010, in a knitting sprint because I was one of the pattern testers for the book knit. sock. love. and there was a deadline. As you can see, I started the second sock. However, the knitting of the second sock coincided with the arrival of puppy Pepsi in our household. He ate the Brittanys and the start of this sock, as well as some really nice rosewood sock needles and another sock. At that point, I cut back on knitting anything that needed to be knit on small, delicate, wooden needles and started working on projects with larger needles, usually metal. Is that old enough to qualify for Throwback Thursday?
I can justify starting one more project because, after all, I am finishing something I started two years ago. Ironically, this pattern is so complicated that I need to read it stitch by stitch, line by line, which makes this pattern less than ideal for portable knitting as well as knitting during fascinating television shows. My larger gauge project, the blanket, is much more portable because I can knock out a square without referring to the pattern. I'm knitting both on Brittany birch double points - US 9 on the blanket and US 1 on the sock.
I had to buy new US 1 Brittanys for this sock, and I guess it's been a while since I've purchased them. They come in a package of six now, with a little card that asks you to please not request replacement of any broken needles until at least two have broken. It also says that they aren't stamping the size/name on the needles any more because that created stress points where the needles snapped. So I guess my old school needles with the size stamped on them are now collectible, like the plethora of Chibi needle case colors that had people frenzied back in the day. For reference, I have my remaining four old style (vintage?) Brittany US 1 needles on the left, and the new ones are on the right. For those who are wondering why I have four old needles, that's all I have left out of two sets I've purchased. The puppy destroyed another four and then there were four that broke in my hands. I have indeed taken Brittany up on their offer of free replacement before, but certainly not for needles that my puppy chewed. That's not normal wear and tear.
So, no, I won't be working on any knitting projects already underway. I'm going to be knitting this sock. Or at least starting it. It's Thursday, and in my house that is Big Bang Theory night, with a 90 minute television intermission until Elementary comes on at 10:00. I could knit during intermission, but El Esposo has requested brownies and I just started a new book that I can't put down. I'm going to blame that last one squarely on my co-pilot Nancy. She got me hooked on Philippa Gregory a few years ago, and I'm engrossed in The Kingmaker's Daughter right now. I don't know if Nancy read that one yet, so it's not exactly a case of monkey see, monkey do. I think this one is more like the parable about teaching a man to fish. In sum, Nancy has turned me into a fishing monkey, lol!