A tale of woe
I didn't quite finish my sister's convertible mittens before I saw her on New Year's Eve. I had the fingers of the second finished, and was confident that I could weave in the ends and add a flap before we parted ways.
And what do you know - I did it!
Then my sister said, "You made two of the same hand," and then this happened:
I took a scissors to it, I did. In my fury, I snipped the wrong line of stitches and cut the glove right through its middle. But the picture above doesn't tell the whole story: I had to rip apart the glove, leaving me with some fingers and a fingerless glove section, all on double-pointed needles. Let me tell you, I am some sort of grafting rockstar at this point. I can kitchener like no other!
So, the story has a happy ending: they're done, even if they're imperfect. Knowing my sister's track record with things I knit her, she'll lose them within a few days anyway. (One of the first items I knitted - a ribbed hat - was a gift to her, and she lost it within hours.)
...and other stories
I'm not so sure that the sweater I made my sister will fit her, unfortunately. I shouldn't have decided on anything cropped, just because it's hard to gauge the proper length. But I had to chuckle a bit: one of my aunts was wearing a sweater she knit 20 years ago, and it was almost exactly the same as the one I knit for my sister.
I spent some of the New Year's Eve family gathering talking to another one of my aunts about knitting. She's supposed to stop into this-here blog and say hi.
Today I spent the entire day in my pajamas, with knitting in my hands (except for those periods spent cooking, doing the dishes, and waving in the air - angrily - towards the dog, who is a psycho today). I finished one Jaywalker sock, wove in Larch's ends, seamed up and added most of the tassels to my Fair Isle Jazz scarf, and finished my sister's convertible mittens. I'd say that's a successful day. Pictures to come after everything's given a little bit more blocking*.
*I bought a small steaming iron at Target the other day, and it does amazing things with blocking. However, I am tempted to buy a bigger steamer with the remaining gift card money I have for Kohl's. Matthew doesn't understand why I might need another one already. "But it has constant steam!" I said. Shouldn't that be reason enough?
Tipper @ 10:05 PM * link
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