two knits of ivory

Sweater pattern knitting is all about Trust and Faith. These are two things of which I am in constant want. Yet I am driven to knit sweaters. Driven, as in obsessively thinking about this and only this when I should be doing any number of things adults need to do to make money and keep a roof over their heads. (Deep breath taken; slowly exhaled.) My first two sweaters were disastrous affairs due to my poor choice of materials. They fit physically, but they weren't fit for public consumption. The third sweater was a success and saw many years of useful service until recent evolutions in color fashion have given it a dated appearance. My fourth sweater, though, is a minor masterpiece to me. No, I had no clue on how to measure yarn gauge, so it does not fit my husband perfectly. And, no, I had no clue how to adjust the cable patterns to account for the shoulder decreases, so the cables on the shoulder look a bit odd in places. But, but, but, I designed the Aran panel myself an...

When I asked the hubster to model the steely winter set for me, not only was he a good doobie about it, he reminded me that he should model it with the aran sweater I made him. So sickly sweet, eh? I'm plugging along on my sweet tarts socks. One sock is done (sans kitchener), and only about 30 rows remain to be knit on the second. I also did get a half an hour this weekend to work on my burgandy throw . It was so deliciously cool on Saturday, it was a comfort to have it on my lap. (Might I add that I can't seem to get down the spelling, is it burgundy or burgandy? Isn't burgandy a place and burgundy a color? I'm too lazy to google it!) To make an honest caption out of this post, let me add that yesterday Dunkin' Donuts rudely put caffeine in my coffee, regardless of a clearly stated request to the contrary. I was still pretty amped up, even after partaking of some pharmaceutical relief at 8:45 pm, though the last sip I took was before 4:30 pm! Notwithsta...

I was head over heels excited last week when I mapped out an itinerary across Massachusetts for our trip to the Adirondacks to see my dad and neices. Now that I'm on the cusp of it all I'm mopier than heck. I hate this. Tomorrow is supposed to be a fantabulous summer road trip/shopping extravaganza and all I have to show for it is intestinal disruption. We are supposed to go to Webs (my first time eva!) Then we are supposed to hit the flagship Yankee Candle store in South Deerfield, where we like to stock up on xmas presents, and then take Route 2 over to the Williams College Museum of Art to see the Sarah and Gerald Murphy exhibit . I've never been out to this corner of Mass and I'm expecting it to be resplendent in it's summer garb. Now all I need is a good mood. Until that shows up I figure I'd take this opportunity to post a picture of my best knitted work ever, an aran sweater I designed for my husband and finished knitting on January 1, 2006. I...