So … life lately has been a bit if a whirlwind. A good whirl, but it’s been hard to keep up.
Good thing Eugene has been around to help.
This is the best I could do with an auto-timer and a dark day in Nashville. I love the cardigan, though, and have worn it for the past couple of days straight. It’s a perfect weight for Nashville: the wool makes it warm but the shorter sleeves and open front make it very wearable in relatively mild weather. Cascade 220 is the best, as far as I’m concerned: no pilling yet (and I’ve been wearing the heck out this cardigan), great stitch definition, minimal stretching. And it’s affordable. In a million colors.
I’ll count my ball bands and put the details up on Ravelry soon.
I’m also attempting the Rooster’s strategy today: fake it to make it. As I understand it, awesome boots are essential. So since these new red ones (on sale!) arrived yesterday, it seemed a shame to leave them in the box. And with a head cold that won’t quit, getting out of the house was my only option for getting anything done.
What do you think, dear internet? Do these make me look stumpy? I love them and will be keeping them (so comfy for walking!), but I nonetheless suspect that they bring out the stump. Not that it takes much.
In between taking notes on books I’ve read — or imagined I’ve read — from the 18th century (a good century for German literature, all things considered … you know, what with Goethe and Schiller and then the whole Romanticism thing), I finished up the second sleeve and got to the blocking.
This morning, I tackled the buttons. I do not like sewing on buttons, but I do like wearing new cardigans … so after a quick pro/ con list, I got busy. The red made it more enjoyable, of course.
Now, I’ve got to get back to the 18th century. In my new cardigan, of course.
Details and a modeled shot soon!
Sleeve number two is in progress … and trucking right along. I’m ignoring the fact that my decreases are off by one stitch, that I somehow managed to switch from a seven-stitch interval to an eight-stitch interval and then back again … and that I might have forgotten what needles I was using and knit the first half of the button band on a smaller size.
It all just adds to that handknit charm. And no one else will ever notice.
I also woke up yesterday with a cold. Sigh. It is both completely predictable and totally bad timing: yesterday was spent with Theraflu and Baroque poetry. Today, I hope to move on to Theraflu and the 18th century. Exams: I want you finished soon.
At least I’ll be writing in my new cardigan …
It’s a grey start to the new year here in Nashville, but with just enough light to capture my very boring sleeve progress. Despite counting incorrectly and placing the decreases not-where-I-thought, total cardigan disaster and utter sleeve catastrophe seem unlikely at this point. As long as I can duplicate the dumbassery on the other sleeve, of course.
Unfortunately, frantically typing up notes does not leave the hands free for knitting.
I hope you and yours celebrated the New Year in style. I broke my long-standing tradition of not going out (read: at home with the family) to attend my first New Year’s party since 1989: there was friends, food, and lots of bubbly wine. Which is my idea of a perfect evening.
Now, to find more knitting time in 2011.
After a week in the Great Northwest (as we like to call it, or at least as the old Ford commercials used to), it’s back to Nashville for me. And back to work. That needs to happen really soon.
First off, how happy was I to be flying to Nashville and not Newark? Really, really happy. And that’s despite the five hours I spent in Houston, waiting on the flight crew. Turns out, five hours in an airport means gossip magazines, beer at Chili’s, and plenty of knitting time. It was a nice surprise: a few more hours of vacation.
Also, I confirmed that I am still absolutely useless at the Harper’s crossword. Darn cryptic clues.
What you see here is actually my second attempt at the button band. I didn’t have a tape measure handy in the airport and so I just kind of guess where I thought 2 1/4 inches might be … then got tired of knitting 2×2 ribbing over so many stitches, convinced myself that I was close enough, and bound off before we landed in Nashville.
I was close (only off about 1/2 inch), but I really do like a deep button band … so I ripped and reknit the last inch or so. Much better. Now to bind off and finish the sleeves: then it’s block and wear time.
I tried on the first version when I got home, before the minor frogging and expansion project: it fits! it’s cute! I can’t wait to wear it! Needless to say, I’m all fired up to try some more cardigans. This is the next one I’m thinking of tackling: Golden Wheat. Though I do love the Twenty Ten … perfect for 2011, right?
Speaking of which: Happy New Year! I hope 2011 brings everyone warmth, wool, happiness, silliness, and all manner of good things! And new boots. Those are also very important.