Come Friday I was amazed that it was the weekend already (again) and now, come Sunday, I’m mystified as to how it’s just about Monday (again). I live in a time vortex, I swear.
HOWEVER… I can feel absolutely, 100 freakin’ percent pleased with how much I’ve accomplished in the last few days. Let’s start with the Sweater of DOOM, shall we? As you can see, I have re-knit the bottom. What you can’t see is that it’s a simple seed stitch border. The reason why you can’t see it is because I refuse to take a close up until it gets a bath and block. Let’s just say ramen yarn isn’t particularly attractive. I’ve got high hopes that the bath will do much to even out all that nonsense. It does look much nicer on him now, that I will say! Skimming ladies, skimming.
Tweedy grey sweater of MADNESS.
Our next picture shows just how close to the end that I was before I ran out of yarn. Oh yes, sweet, sweet denial. I kept telling myself I had one more ball of yarn. What I should have kept in mind instead was the undeniable truth of the universe. My husband has monkey arms. I think he has monkey arms just so that he reach things on high shelves, have enough length to wrap around my largeness, and to drive me mad whilst knitting him a sweater out of the deep well of love in my heart.
Cruel fate, so close yet so far.
That last part might just be the melodrama in me talking. I don’t really believe he has monkey arms just to spite me.
Now, on to things of a much more thrilling and satisfying nature! With great fortitude and strength of spirit, I crocheted my little heart out on Saturday and finished my Maja Shawl (new name yet to be found) in time to wear it to Steve’s company dinner at a VERY posh restaurant later that evening. Even unblocked it was gorgeous, though a bit more like a really wide scarf, but still servicable as a wrap. Steve, sweetheart that he is, pointed out several times that I had made it myself since all his coworkers know that I knit, spin and crochet. He’s a keeper, that one. Totally makes up for the monkey arms.
If you only knew how BADLY she wants to be laying on that mat.
I am IN LOVE with this shawl. Everything about it makes me happy. The yarn has a bit of texture due to it being essentially a thread plied single. It is incredibly soft, yet durable because it’s a wool/acrylic blend, about 56% wool if I remember correctly. The pattern for the body is very easily memorized, and the lacy border was a fun break (and took way longer than you’d think). I truly enjoyed every bit of designing it, though fudging the fit so the different pattern counts would work makes me wary of writing it up for others. I think I’ll design another shawl in the same style in the future, with the aim of offering it for sale.
Oooh... purty...
All told, do you wanna know how much it cost me to crochet this stole? I used 6.5 balls out of 8 and they cost me $1.50 each on sale. Yes, I made a generously sized stole (in crochet!) for $9.75. Crazy! And what really makes me smile is that unlike sometimes, this was sale yarn that actually fit my needs exactly. It isn’t languishing in my stash, a guilty purchase that has no future. I made KICK ASS-NESS with it! I’m all about the kickin’ of the ass. I just wish the light were still good so I could show you what it looked like when it was done drying… it blocked out perfectly and I lurves it very much.
Gothic-y goodness!
Lastly, I have started a pair of mittens in the same yarn as my mom’s cowl. Since I never posted on the old blog about mom’s cowl (that I remember) I’ll make a nice combined post when they’re done and share all the love at once. For now I will show you this much, though I am actually far enough along that in a few minutes I’ll be decreasing for the top of the first mitten.
Mom's been asking for them, and I am happy to oblige.
Listening to: Guns ‘n Roses – Welcome to the Jungle
Mood: Inordinantly Pleased
