I read that someone said it's too big. Well, don't that beat all. I guess some women can be satisfied with iddly-piddly, but, hm. I kinda like big. And hard[covered]. I was once told by some of my British friends, "Everything is bigger in America." Who knew? Perhaps it's true. Well, and then there's the what you do with it, too, that matters. I mean, it can't be big and just sit there, resting on its...you know...laurels. It's gotta have some substance to it.
I got my copy of Mason-Dixon Knitting Outside The Lines the other day. It wasn't sent to me to review -- I ordered it -- and I wasn't asked or even authorized to write this review, but this blog is a monarchy and I'm a Vermontah. I do as I wantah.
After reading that curious "too big" review and before the book arrived, I thought, "My GOD, what have I DONE?! Are we going to need a truck to deliver this thing up the driveway? A winch to pull it into the house? Am I going to need to do more pushups with the mixed martial arts guys in order to lift this sucker? Get a back brace? And most importantly, will I be woman enough to handle it?!"
I got all goose-bumpy, wondering.
Nope. Just a regular old knitting-book size, something like, I don't know, most of the other knitting books on my bookshelf.
But it doesn't just sit there! No, it doesn't! It's chock full of the wonderful smart writing style and humor of Ann and Kay, and designs by them and by other wonderful designers like Bonne Marie and Anna Bell and others of that highly talented ilk. It's overflowing with creative and sophisticated and timeless knitting designs like this stunner by Bonne Marie:
and soft-and-pretty and just-plain-adorable and rough-and-tumble little family-pleasers like these:
and Mason-Dixon signature-type home decor designs, too. There are the beautiful, artistic, and practical things like, for example, these:
And what Mason-Dixon book would be complete without the whimsical?
(A felted advent forest. Martha would be so proud. And couldn't you envision these with little googly-eyes, as ghosts, or with antennae, as Martians, for Halloween? Or garden gnomes? Or elves or as Harry Potter sorting hats at a HP-themed birthday party? .... Well, apparently I have gotten entranced by these little buggers and I'm getting carried away.)
...and what Mason-Dixon book would be complete especially without the warshcloth? (...by any other name...)
(Careful, Mr. Jefferies -- you could become a mop if you don't behave!)
We got yer Stephen Colbert socks, too.
Can we tawk? These might even make me a sock knitter, just because I think Stephen Colbert is sexy in an odd sort of "you are cute -- even with the weird ears -- and brilliant and hilarious" way. Plus, Ben & Jerry's made a flavor for him, and Ben & Jerry's is made in my home town, so, you know, it's almost like we're buddies. And I imagine he has big *ahem* feet. [Stephen: Call me! I like 'em big! Word!]
Now, I am not the most prolific or talented knitter on the planet, but I have always had a thing for knitted coats. One day I'm gonna make one (or two).
Nice. I'm satisfied.
Hey...... you got a truffle? (It's the new cigarette.)
P.S. The Red Scarf Fund total stands at $2,450 from 74 donors. Is that another big milestone I feel coming up? Or are you just happy to see me?