Anyone who knows me, in a knitterly way, knows that I am not a fan of knitting lace. The amount of frustration is way too disporportional to the amount of satisfaction that I get from it. Actually, I've never gotten any satisfaction from it. It just makes me mad. I love seeing other people knit lace because it is gorgeous and I do envy a few things that I'll never make for myself, but in the end it's just not worth it for me.
Last night I decided to cast on Foliage from knitty. I've had it in my Ravelry queue for a while but haven't been motivated to do anything about it because it's lace. Granted, it is lace with a worsted weight yarn which redeems it a little bit, but not enough to make me really eager to try it out. I've even had the yarn since before I found the pattern!! I don't know what got into me last night, but I decided that it was time. On tv night, no less (and let's not forget that it's a TOP DOWN lace hat). A recipe for disaster and needles being hurled across the room, once would think. In fact, I saw just that thought flash across B's face when I divulged my less-than-intelligent plan.
Still, I merrily wound my yarn and packed it into my WIP basket with my needles and dropped it off in front of the couch, waiting for 8pm to roll around. We settled in to watch our shows and I cast on. Five rows in and I've fucked it up already. No surprise there. Froggity froggity. Completely distracted by tranny bitches and sad losses on ANTM, I hot back to it. By the end of ANTM, I had half of the crown done and only had to tink back twice!! I looked down at my hands and thought "where the hell did this come from?". So I kept going. By the end of the night, I had the crown done and the first lace pattern repeat done. Not once did I have the urge to catapault the project from my sight or even get frustrated.
So....kinda yay for lace. I love the pattern and the hat is just so damn cute. I think I just might be ok with it. But don't start thinking that I'm going to be eyeing any other lace for a very long time.