And another snap.
Anyone have ANY use for three Sox Stix, size 1 (aka: 2.25mm) needles? I love the little length, but my love for needles of the metal nature runs deep. Seriously folks, had I tried Sox Stix first, I would have been RIGHT THERE with Anne, offering up my dpns as skewers, mini plant stakes, or whatever other uses the things might have. I knit SO SLOWLY with these things, and thus, my Sockza socks (no picture just yet folks!) were knitted on no fewer than THREE different sets of needles. You see, Mark's dear auntie and her good-natured mom took me to find the knitting shop in Myrtle Beach on Saturday, after the first needle snapped. It was okay; I was in the foot, where the pattern only called for three needles and the working one, so it wasn't a big deal. I'm glad we went; not long after we returned from our adventure, SNAP went another, and the set became useless, right as I entered the final toe rows.
Knitting Up a Storm (no website?) is a great shop, and the friendly, non-owner clerk stayed open late to accommodate our browsing. I hope she felt it was worth it; I found some great bamboo Addi dpns (slick and fast, compared to the Sox Stix!), and learned at the heel that not all size 1 needles are created equally. Uh-oh. Rip. Pout. (And that's after ripping out the cuff no fewer than five times, for one reason or another.) Luckily, Mark spotted an AC Moore's, and swung in, killing time. I am married to a Knitter's Knight, ladies. Truly! While I went straight to the yarn, he left me in his dust. Imagine my glee when he showed up at my elbow with a delightful pack with not just metal size 1's, but 000 - 1, with FIVE of each size! Whooo HOOOOO! And that's when I learned not all US size 1s are created equal. We checked out, and I didn't think we'd get back to the hotel fast enough. As you can guess, my heel soon matched the original heel, and life was good.
Mark didn't believe that the needles could be so different. So, he took one of each of the #1s, and his credit card style door key, and went to the table in our unit. When the blonde Addi raised the card above the other two needles, he made those annoying "knowing" noises, and called me over to view his discovery. Yeah, whatever. I had already showed him the 2.25mm vs. the 2.5mm labels, but... Now, I don't care to explain why the legs of the two socks still match, other than to tell you again that I know I knit rather tightly.
But you want to know what I bought, don't you? There you go. More Trekking. Couldn't help myself. Pink and green together. Yum! I also purchased some swap gifts. The pad says, "The only place housework comes before knitting is in the dictionary." Yupper! That's my new motto!