In which we discuss sick people, and new socks

Things are progressing well since the glove-gifting incident. I still haven't started on the second stripey sock, but it's only a matter of time. I almost did on Saturday, but then decided to start something else instead. I moved away from my basic plain old stockinette socks and started on Jaywalkers. They were originally going to be Primaveras, but then I didn't like how they were turning out. I've never been a huge fan of reverse-stockinette... Marksman seemed rather astonished when I was digging around in my backpack on the bus and had to shuffle around three projects, though. One of these


had about 10 rows of ribbing left (obviously done now), one was the second stripey sock, and one was theoretically going to be Primavera. You understand why there were three, right? We were on the way to family dinner, at which there is always knitting, because anywhere from 4 to 8 of us have projects going semi-continuously. I finished the ribbing on the one sock on the Skytrain and cast on for a new project before we got to my Pohpoh's. Where I was handed a sleeve to seam for my aunt. Who has a dearth of finishing skills. Me and my cousin both rock at seaming, apparently, though she is faster than I am. At one point, there were four of us working on one person's projects. Two of us seaming, and two working on a way to rip back 2 inches of pinwheel-blanket edging without tears. I don't think they ended up getting as far as taking the needles out, though. But. Back to what's currently on the needles. I managed to get a little bit of knitting in around the seaming, and then got home and decided I hated it. Spent all of Sunday (or most of Sunday) like this:

For anyone who wants to know, that's Marksman's head in my lap. (It only made the knitting *slightly* more awkward. I am so glad I knit continental.) He's been sick coming up on two weeks now, with a fever (though that's gone now) and sore throat and sore head and general discomfort. Which manifests as childish needy "I need you to pay attention to me" behaviour. Which I can handle in small doses. Luckily, he's getting past it (finally) and is coming to terms with the fact that I am not his mom. Though I did talk to her about it, and apparently this is just what happens when he's sick. Hrm.

Through all that, I finished one Jaywalker (which I would take pictures of if I had better light) and I love it. I managed not to run into the "too tight" problem I've seen running around the internet, likely because I knit stupidly loosely. I'm casting on for the next one as soon as this post is done :) For colour's sake, this is the yarn:


Also? I LOVE the Joby tripod I'm borrowing from Makr. It makes good macro shots easy. And I can put it anywhere! That, and the feet I've been using as sock models. Can you tell I was an art student once upon a time?