Have you ever had one of *those* projects? You know the ones. You love the pattern, you love the yarn, you love it as you’re knitting it, as you’re seaming it, as you’re blocking it, and as you pull it on over your head? And then… 15 minutes later you learn to hate everything about it. Passionately. Bugger all. I had one of those last week.
The project was the Sunburst Pullover from the Summer 2002 Interweave Knits. I made it with Blue Sky’s Organic Cotton. The pattern was all kinds of fun to knit. The yarn? Divine. Yummy even. The finished sweater? Cute as hell until I wore it for 15 minutes. Then the inherent satan in it took over and it committed messy hara kiri before my eyes. The hem rolled in weird ways. The sleeves got shorter by the minute, until they were no longer the wonderful fingertip length that I love, but some god-awful chunky just-below-the-elbows nightmare. Other than that it was ok, but ferfuxake the ever shortening sleeves and the flippy hem action made me crazy. Alas. I’m pissed off at it, and am going to rip it right the hell apart and make a baby blanket out of it. So there. I’ll show *that* damn sweater. Ha!
In other news… uh… hmmm… Oh!
The Rogue for the booger? Yeah, in the, what, three weeks since she’s been down here (! yes! three whole weeks! it has been beyond freakin’ great), she has managed to grow. So it’s too short now. Alas. I’ll get some more yarn and make her a new one, bigger and thicker for winter.
Um, what else? Ooooh, there was the ugly yarn. Which isn’t quite so ugly any more. It’s not wearable yet, but at least I don’t cringe when I see the ugliness of it’s color anymore. (It was, btw, not something I originally dyed, it came to me in a trade and while it looked lovely in the photos, in real life it was the most sickly shade of aqua imaginable. It is now a VERY nice, saturated cobalt blue, which will, in due time, become a wonderful, saturated, dark greyish cobalt, which I will cheerfully wear. Huzzah!)
And pickles! I made dill pickles yesterday. 7 quarts of plain kosher dills (which ain’t kosher in any way, shape, or form), and two jars of spicy garlic dills for Critter Boy. Mmmm, and some raspberry/strawberry jam. It’s yummy. I’ll let y’all know how the pickles turn out when a) they’re done pickling and b) I can get someone to taste them. I hate dill pickles, but Critter Boy likes them, as do most of my friends, so I’m sure that six weeks from now we’ll have a verdict.
Beyond that there hasn’t been much to report. I did finish a super cute round lacy washcloth from the new new pattern from Fiber Trends. Fun pattern, that. And I’m almost ALMOST finished with the Lavold tank that I started a majillion years ago. Might even wear it tomorrow. We shall see.
I’ll try to bust out with the camera and actually post some pictures of some stuff tonight. That’d be nice, no?
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