In the midst of all of my other unfinished projects, I stopped last week to make this tote bag. It was inspired by the Trio knit tote bag, a free pattern from Crystal Palace Yarns, but I added my own touches. Instead of an I-cord trim around the top, I added trim with a picot edge. Instead of I-cord handles, I used a monks’ cord drawstring.

The tote is knit in seed stitch using one strand of Tahki Yarns Chat Print in color 023, and one strand of GGH Capri in color 03. Chat Print is a cotton tape, and Capri is a chained cotton/modal yarn with a nylon wrap. The trim is a double strand of the Capri.

This is the second trim I tried. The first one, a simple stockinette stitch tube, was on the bag when it made its public debut at work and at Thursday Tangle knitting night. I wasn’t very happy with the way that one came out, so I frogged it out and started over with the hemmed, picot-edged trim.

After an unfortunate encounter in an elevator, I realized that in order to be most useful the tote needed to be lined to keep knitting needles and other sharp objects from poking through the bag and into other things. But the great thing about having a knit tote is how stretchy it is. You can over-pack it a lot, because it stretches to hold whatever you’re filling it up with.

In order to preserve its stretchy goodness, I lined it with Lycra in a sparkly midnight purple. (Note: No swimming suits were harmed in the production of this tote. The local fabric store was having a sale.) In the second picture, the bag is open to show the lining. You can also see the monks’ cord, made from the Chat Print, better than in the first pic. (click the pics for the bigger version)

And what’s that we see peaking out of the innards of the tote bag?

Why, it’s Clapotis! My Clapotis project moved out of one of Tangles cool brown paper bags and into the tote last week. I’ve dropped four stitches on the Clapotis, and I’m just about ready to drop the fifth. If I’d stop wandering off on other projects and focus on this one, I might actually be able to completed it!

Clapotis is knit from Blue Heron Yarns Rayon/Metallic yarn in the aptly named “Parrot” colorway. The close-up pic shows the colors better. I love this yarn. The drape of the fabric is wonderful and this is going to be very nice to wear. But it’s not inexpensive. I’m not likely to knit with it very often.

In all seriousness, I’m hoping to complete Clapotis this week and get back to E’s socks. Except that… well…

I was over at Woodland Woolworks yesterday, and I found South West Trading Company Phoenix, a soy-silk ribbon, in Harvest Green and Napa Valley; and Brown Sheep Company Cotton Fleece in Dusty Sage. I think that these two yarns will make an awesome tote bag. I’m going to make the pattern for this one up as I go along. As with socks, it makes more sense to me to start at the bottom and work my way up rather than the other way around. There’s also a twisted I-cord trim I saw on a pair of socks that I’d like to try on this tote, and I want to do an I-cord drawstring rather than monks’ cord.

If anyone knows how to do I-cord really fast, I’m all ears!

Monks’ cord… It’s funny, but I learned how to twist rope on an OMSI Family Archeology Weekend thingy out in the John Day Fossil Beds that #1 Son and I enrolled in about 8 years ago. It was a fun weekend, and I’d recommend it to any family if OMSI is still doing it. Along with digging for fossils on a field trip to the Fossil, Oregon High School fossil beds, chipping out arrow heads, polishing thunder eggs, hiking and being eaten alive by lots of large, hungry, 6-legged critters, we learned how to twist rope out of dry grass. #1 Son and I made bracelets from our rope and wore them for the rest of that vacation.

Who knew that skill would come in so handy, or that I would remember how to do it? It was certainly amusing for the cats, as I stretched ribbon yarn across the kitchen in order to twist it into monks’ cord. Moo Cow wanted to help, but I discouraged it.

I have to admit that, since that long-ago weekend, I have never made another arrowhead.

Last night around 10:30 PM while I wasn’t looking, Persistent Illusion received its 10,000th visitor. In comparison to the more popular blogs with steady readership this might seem pathetic considering its taken over a year. But, although I’ve always said I’m not doing this in a vain attempt to have my voice heard, I have to admit to a small glow of pleasure.

What do I know about Visitor #10,000? They visited from somewhere in Pacific Daylight Time, where about 35% of my visitors come from, and don’t appear to have been referred by another site or a search engine. While here, they checked out the About Mom page and my version of the Sock Scarf.

So, welcome Visitor #10,000, and everyone else who comes. Come back again some time!

In knitting news, I’ve finished the tote bag. I haven’t crossed it off the list just yet, however. After an unfortunate encounter in an elevator, I realized that it really needs to have a lining so that my knitting needles don’t poke through the fabric and into, well… other things. Tonight on the way home I’m going to look for just the perfect fabric (because there can’t be something already in my fabric stash, right?) and get the thing lined. Then I’ll put some pics up. I love the way it came out.

At Thursday Tangle knitting last night I dropped the third stitch on Clapotis, and I’m just about ready to drop the fourth. So projects are coming along!

I love the little brown paper bags that Alice and Zen at Tangle pack one’s purchases in. In fact, I have a couple of unfinished socks and an equally unfinished Clapotis living in them.

I thought it might be nice to have another tote to carry projects in, and I found a cute knitted tote pattern. Sharp-eyed readers might have noticed a new item in my to-do list.

Yep. I’m knitting a tote.

Maybe it’s the heat, or something, but I just can’t settle down and finish a project. Yeah… it’s the heat.

Last Thursday I planned to knit at Tangle in the evening. Except I forgot to bring a knitting project to work with me. I mentioned to a colleague that I needed to leave work a bit early (or at least on time) so I could run home and grab E’s socks to work on at Tangle.

“I suppose you can’t start a new project and save the extra trip?” My well-meaning and non-knitting colleague queried.

Ahem…

It is for this reason that I am now knitting the ubiquitous Clapotis that every knitter in the blogosphere has knit at least one of. Mine is being created with Blue Heron Yarns rayon/metallic in a colorway that is aptly named “Parrot.” I can’t seem to find a picture of it anywhere. It’s predominantly red/pink/orange/gold, with touches of blue/purple/green in all shades and a strand of gold metallic. It knits easily and the drape of the fabric is wonderful. I’ll try to get a picture up.

But it’s not my fault I started yet another project. Right? I was good this weekend and knit an inch on E’s socks. Really! I don’t know why I can’t seem to get enthused about these socks. I like the yarn. I love the color. I like the pattern and it’s not tough to knit. But I will be glad when they are finished.

One of the Thursday Tangle knitters said she had started reading a murder mystery by Maggie Sefton called Knit One, Kill Two set in a yarn shop! This is apparently the first of a planned series.

So of course I had to get it, and I found a copy at the Beaverton Powells.

It’s not the best mystery I’ve read. The plot seems just a little too pat and the characters aren’t well fleshed out. But there is one minor plot line that I just love. The protagonist is being taught to knit by the local knitters who gather at the yarn shop. She has so far learned only the knit stitch — she can’t purl or even cast on. But she already has two projects going.

That part of the book is at least realistic!

A fitting end to the Viewmaster water tower.

After 30 years of beaming others up, Scotty has finally left the engine room and beamed to parts unknown. James Doohan has lost his battle with Alzheimer’s Disease, passing away early this morning at his house in Redmond with his wife Wende at his side. He was 85.

Last year I blogged about just missing Doohan’s last public appearance as he received his star on the Hollywood Walk Of Fame. I’m still kicking myself for that lost opportunity.

The universe seems a smaller and sadder place today.