Do you see that line where started the new ball of yarn? My family doesn't. So much for a "quick project that I''ll be wearing before the snow flies" This one is very close to having a "time out" in the basket.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
THE SWEATER FROM HELL!!
On Sunday, I got the brilliant idea that I should cast on a new sweater. After all, the weather is going to be turning cooler soon and since I had this wonderful Malibrigo yarn that was calling to me and a simple top down Hoodie pattern, I would soon have a new sweater. I quickly knit a gauge swatch and cast on. By Tuesday afternoon, I was at the armholes when my good friend Knitting Grammy suggested that I should put my stitches on a string to check the fit. I protested. I had knit a swatch. My gauge was correct. It would fit. I put my stitches on a string and tried it on. I ripped it and cast on the next largest size.
I now had many more stitches on my needle but I was determined. I would have a new sweater soon. By early this afternoon I was back at the armholes. I was ready to place my sleeve stitches on holders. I paused briefly to admire my work and saw it. The missed decrease. Inches back. In the section that I had so cleverly knit while playing on the computer.
This pile of yarn is now my sweater. This wonderful sweater is quickly loosing it's appeal.
On Sunday, I got the brilliant idea that I should cast on a new sweater. After all, the weather is going to be turning cooler soon and since I had this wonderful Malibrigo yarn that was calling to me and a simple top down Hoodie pattern, I would soon have a new sweater. I quickly knit a gauge swatch and cast on. By Tuesday afternoon, I was at the armholes when my good friend Knitting Grammy suggested that I should put my stitches on a string to check the fit. I protested. I had knit a swatch. My gauge was correct. It would fit. I put my stitches on a string and tried it on. I ripped it and cast on the next largest size.
I now had many more stitches on my needle but I was determined. I would have a new sweater soon. By early this afternoon I was back at the armholes. I was ready to place my sleeve stitches on holders. I paused briefly to admire my work and saw it. The missed decrease. Inches back. In the section that I had so cleverly knit while playing on the computer.
This pile of yarn is now my sweater. This wonderful sweater is quickly loosing it's appeal.Monday, October 15, 2007
This is a warning!
As I was happily sipping my tea and reading the morning paper I realised that my good mood was about to be changed. Today is National Grouch Day. Today I can be as cranky as I want. I can slam the phone down on the unsuspecting telemarketers. I can impatiently tap my foot while waiting in line at the bank. I can honk my horn at the drivers that cut me off because they don't think the stop signs are meant for them. I can even throw my knitting across the room when I realise that it needs to be ripped. Today I will be Grouchy!
The main problem with being a Grouch today is that everyone else out in the world can be Grouchy too. It might be a good day to hide out at home. See you all tomorrow!
As I was happily sipping my tea and reading the morning paper I realised that my good mood was about to be changed. Today is National Grouch Day. Today I can be as cranky as I want. I can slam the phone down on the unsuspecting telemarketers. I can impatiently tap my foot while waiting in line at the bank. I can honk my horn at the drivers that cut me off because they don't think the stop signs are meant for them. I can even throw my knitting across the room when I realise that it needs to be ripped. Today I will be Grouchy!
The main problem with being a Grouch today is that everyone else out in the world can be Grouchy too. It might be a good day to hide out at home. See you all tomorrow!
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