jumps, tunnels, weaves and socks

This past weekend I went to the annual Rose City Classic dog show. Jack and I have been taking an agility class, and my mum and I went to go see our trainer compete in the agility competition. Naturally, I took the sock, but alas, didn't get much completed. The good news is that I did finish the horrible, god awful, sent-from-hell ribbing at the top and moved on to the 'tube' of the sock. Here's the sock in front of the course that Jane and Jamaica competed on:



And here's Jane and Jamaica going so friggin' fast that they are just a blur as they go running by us:



Let me tell you, they were awesome! Its awesome to watch a team that is so well coordinated they already seem to understand one another without the type of yelling that usually marks Jack and I trying to make it over the obstacles (and my knitting as well).

So upon (re)avowal to organize my knitting, I bought the most bitchin' case from Target to put my sock projects in.



Beauty, eh? But wait, it gets much, much better. It is as though Target understands a knitters inherent needs while knitting a sock. A place for needles, a place for 'doo-dads' (ie tape measure, scissors), and obviously a place for the actual project itself. Clear pockets of course for easy viewing and to wrap it all up in a cute, stylish bundle that can be easily slipped into a purse. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you.....The Ideal Carrier for the Knitting and Transportation of Socks.



Beauty.

Remember this sock? Well, I'm finally getting around the finishing the second sock. Last night I dug up the original sock and balled the yarn for the second ball.



But wait, all is not well in Sock-land. If we take a careful look, we can see that I balled the yarn backward. You see, the sock goes orange to light pink, and the yarn goes light pink to orange.



Damn, damn, damn. I am trying to avoid a raging, screaming fit in which I curse all the yarn in my stash to the deepest pits of hell. Oh well, whats another re-balling session? (other than a complete nuisance that takes valuable knitting time?) To end on a good note, here's Jack at my office, which he has been attending on Monday's before agility class. He brings his blanky and squeaky toy.

Would I lie to you?

Maybe just a little bit....... I did get a digital camera for christmas (thanks pops), but I did not, however, document my trip to Maui through a series of knitting pictures. What really happened,(and this should come as a surprise to no one) is that I got completely wrapped up in my trip and didn't do a whole heck of a lot of knitting. For your reading (or rather viewing) pleasure though, you may here witness the pictures I did take. So, without further ado, and a la Yarn Harlot, pictures of the sock in the various places it actually showed itself whilst in Maui.

Here we see the sock joining in on a BBQ that was held at a park right on the ocean. The blue streak across the ocean is actually the island of Lanai. Megan (my step sis) is kindly providing us with some dinner entertainment.



The next (and most frequent) sighting of the sock was in the back of the pickup truck, riding to the beach. This is where most of the work was accomplished on the sock, before it was stowed safely back into its plastic case, to avoid the dreaded "sand in yarn syndrome".



And finally for your non-knitting pleasure, and also to inspire jealousy within the readers of this blog, a view of the water,



and a view of the sunset.