Needles...check. Yarn...check. Pattern...check. (Size 2, Cascade 220, Folk Mittens by Marcia Lewandowski)

So innocent...so diabolical

Here's my very first stranded knitting. I'm kinda proud.

Tension schmension, tighter is righter!

But...

Ugh...just...ugh. Ta da! They're now a gift!

This is where the new round starts. Fugly. That's ok, you know why? Because I taught myself to knit with BOTH HANDS. It's not easy, it's not pretty, but by god I can do it. Left hand, you are a useless stump no more!

I could totally sell these! (sorry, couldn't resist)

Speaking of which...thank you all for your commiserations. Wow. It's so nice to have a blog and talk the talk with people who know. Elli & Angela suggested a knitting class, which I've done and wouldn't you know, it's the people who don't deign to learn who expect me to knit them dirt cheap goods. Figures, I guess.

Just to clarify, I make big noise about what a selfish slag I am, but I don't mind knitting for people I love or people I know will appreciate the knits. The people who offer me $10.00 for my time and labor, however, are not people I would consider the appreciative type.

What can I say, I like to give it away. *wink wink*