Originally published Saturday, March 27, 2010
Last night a very strange and frightening event occurred. I was walking through my dining room, minding my own business. As I passed by near a small stash of sock yarn–my yarn closet is full–when a ball of Trekking XXL jumped out if its tote bag, grabbed a double-pointed knitting needle, held the needle to my throat, and cried, “Knit me or it’s curtains for you.”
Trekking XXL is very strong, and I was definitely overpowered. I was scared out of my wits. And I knew the Trekking meant business. If I didn’t cast on right then and there, I would be toast. What choice did I have? What else could I do? I searched through my sock books for just the right pattern, and once I had found the perfect pattern, I cast on.
What would you have done?