Arms and things.

Wow, it has been absolutely ages since I updated here.. Bad blogger, no cookie?
This is pretty much all the knitting I have managed to do. Oh no I forgot, it has been ages, there has been more socks. I absolutely love these, and I have to make some more at some point when my arms are feeling better. All the twisted stitches weren't the best idea, but it was worth it in the end :D.

I was supposed to go learn how to do magic loop knitting this tuesday, but things got a bit out of hand, overtime, arms acting up, and my grandfather back in hospital. Looks like I have to get a book about it. Shame though, I really wanted to go, one of my colleagues was doing the teaching, and she suggested I'd come along. She also gave me a knitting machine :D. Apparently her mother didn't want it anymore. Can't wait to get really into it, but I suspect I have to read the manual a few more times before I figure it all out.



My books from Amazon arrived today, and I love one of them. Not so sure about the other one though, it was a bit simpler than I thought. I might do some of the stuff in it, but it wasn't quite me. However I do love Spin to Knit by Shannon Okey. It talks about everything I want to know about spinning, it made me want a spinning wheel even more than I did. I just hope the £ drops even further so I can get it even cheaper from England :D.

Ok, now for todays rant, which has nothing to do with knitting. WHO decided that Harem trousers should be reintroduced to yet another generation of stupid teenagers? I suspect that some of the designers out there have a challenge going to see who can make people wear the worst possible outfit. Evil harem trouser person clearly won this year. I don't like the stupid bdsm leggings, I don't like a lot of the other stupid teenager fashion, but harem trousers are a crime against humanity. Harem trousers should be banned by international law. Why would anyone want to walk around looking like they have had a poo? No doubt one of my sisters will get a pair.

Another thing that bothers me is the norwegian version of the bachelor.. 20 vs 40. I can understand the fantastically dim 20 year olds wanting to be with this guy who looks like he stuck his head in grease and then ran into the wind, but 40 year olds really should have more sense. Why on earth would they make fools of themselves on tv like that? Meh, I'd rather get 13 cats with or without tails who pee all over the floor. But then I guess I'm not desperate enough yet.
I hope I never will be. Fingers crossed...