two knits of ivory

My EZ baby surprise jacket is done! done! done! But I don't have a half decent photo to show for it because of lack of light and lack of time. Here's the best I have. Half the battle for me with projects like this is facing the finishing touches. First, I couldn't decide on the buttons. I found these cute little mice at an LYS. Then I found some more buttons at Joann Fabrics and decided, afterall, to forgo the mice and forgo making the harder decision of which of the Joann Fabrics buttons to use. Alternating these latter two seemed like the way to go. Then I struggled with seaming up the shoulders. This sounded easy to me unitl I realized I would be seaming a garter stitch edge to my cast-on edge. Yikes! I've never seamed garter stitch bumps. Though, once I got over the thinking on it, and actually focused on the doing of it, I muddled my way through quite well. But I have no pictures to show my prowess. :-( And there was a window between the stressing and ...

As of yesterday afternoon, in the waning light of the afternoon, I took a handful of decent photos of my EZ Baby Suprise Jacket . Here it is in all its amoeba glory! As I hadn't gotten to the front corner increases yet, I still wasn't exactly sure how it was going to wrap up. I took a bunch of photos hoping to capture the lustrous quality of this Lorna's Laces yarn, the Shepherd Worsted. It is the best in woolly goodness, I almost feel compelled to make an afghan out of it. Almost. My bank account isn't that big :-). Just in time for bed, about 9:00 pm, I bound off the last stitch very happy, as well as very annoyed. I was oh!so!happy because I will definitely be ready to gift this on Saturday and annoyed because, well, I'll have to leave that for another day. But let's leave this post on a bright note, that of fibery perfection: Yum!

The stress built up considerably last week. The posts I wrote over the course of it seem to be emanating an overwhelming shrillness that is discomforting. To be honest, I can't quite make out if the shrillness is coming from the written words or just the memories of my emotional state as I wrote the posts. Either way I want to rip them out and hide them away. Facing them is facing me in a raw and exposed state. I know I need to do it, so I'll do it by moseying along and getting back to the discussion of sweet yarn and knitting goodness. Here goes: I did finish up the Dalegarn top down raglan baby sweater last week, and it is an acceptable finished garment. It just may be a wee bit (or even two sizes :-/) small. I can't even bring myself to do a wrap up, other than to say I used size US4 needles and Dalegarn's Baby Ull. I assuaged my feelings of considerable inadequacy by delving into a new pattern, which can be, for me, pouring salt on an open wound. But, I did it any...