Oh ye of little faith. All that thought I had given up knitting. Thought that this disease was permanent. That was just me? Oh. Well, I give you... wait for it... a finished object!
Okay, so it's not the sexy cardi I've been working on (just purchased the needles for the sleeves. Would you believe I didn't have 10.5 dpns?), but it's pretty great. This, my dear friends, is the Amelia Earhart Aviator Cap and my new favorite hat. It is the best hat in the world. A very quick knit, it's an amazing way to brush up on short rows. I'd done them just a bit in a class but never on an actual project. You'd think the way other knitters talk about them that they're like translating Greek. Apparently not. This hat was easy peasy. I'm already working on another one for a friend. Yes, I knit more than ONE of the same thing all the time. It's fine.
And yes, I know this is another accessory. Here's the thing with me, I have knitting ADHD. I should probably be on meds. The cardi I'm working on is boring me to SOBS. I have to knit accessories to keep me sane. I'm an accessory girl at heart. Maybe someday I'll become addicted to knitting clothing but I really like the instant gratification that an accessory can give me. Does that make me a bad knitter? A wanna be? A poser? Oh well, it's how I am.
I'm so glad to have my knitting mojo back. I was well and truly scared that it had gone. For good. I almost joined a group for failed knitters. This hat, this lovely, lovely hat has saved me.
Here's the funny thing about Amelia. This looks like an aviator cap. It also looks like the hat a Catholic Bishop might wear (or would have in days of yore). It also looks like a Medieval warrior helmet. And last, but not least, a flapper hat. This hat, you could say, wears many hats. Did I mention it's my new fave? It used to be the Unoriginal Hat, but that is so 2008. Amelia is where it's at for '09.
Pattern: Amelia Earhart Aviator Cap by Flor
Yarn: Rowan Cashsoft Aran. Oooh, it's lovely! (I found the label)
Made for: Moi
Mods: Using the aran weight yarn instead of worsted. I thought it might make it slightly bigger. I have a massive head.
Well, there you have it. I love it dearly. The pics (except the last wonky one of the seam) were taken by Steve. He was making fun of me. You can too.
Why does such a ridiculous object exist? I'll tell you. This crazy pub in Park City has decided that instead of recycling water bottles (like normal people), they would make "art". Well, this isn't art. This is crap. A trypophobe's nightmare. All the stupid water bottles are clustered together into a not-even-close-to-symmetrical ball and then lit up from within. It is horrid. I couldn't even look at it. My chair had to be facing away from it. This picture was taken with me looking away from it. I hate it so much. It makes me angry. All clusters make me angry. Now I'm laughing, again, at how insane this phobia is. Does anyone know the Greek word for anger/rage? Because I'm not afraid of these things, they just make me mad. And then I laugh. So does anyone know the Greek for Bipolar?
