Monthly Archives: May 2005

Please explain

Can someone please explain what’s happening to me? First, I started buying yarn without a project in mind. Granted, this happened only once and it was my beloved (beeeeluuuuved) Louet, which has a wonderfully adaptable gauge and this way of morphing into projects in my mind. Okay, never mind, that’s not so weird. Then it was starting new projects before finishing old ones. In fact, I’m working on three right now: the Adrienne Vittadini sweater, the lilac lace scarf, and the textured rose scarf. But considering the AV sweater is almost done, the textured rose scarf is permanently on hold (she didn’t give me b-day present, so why should I knit her a scarf?), I’m almost down to one. Alright, this isn’t so weird.

But trust me, there’s a point to this post. The dreaded AV sleeve is…. I’m blanking on any adjectives other than “dreaded” and which won’t make you blush in front of your kids. I need my mouth and my brain washed out with soap until the skin is raw. You know how Diana cut the sleeve of her sweater because it was too long ? I imagine doing that to the AV sleeve, except for no reason, in more than one place, without picking up the stitches and binding off, and then laughing the evil laugh, mwahahahaha! So, I hid all my scissors. And knives. Even the butter knives, which don’t cut for shit. In the meantime, my antagonism towards the AV sleeve has been expressed in the following completely atypical behaviors:

  • I only haphazardly consult my pattern rewrite. As a result, I sometimes forget to increase when I’m supposed to.
  • When I forget to increase in the proper row, I don’t frog. Instead, I make up the increases when I realize my mistake.
  • In the first sleeve, I k2tog at the right edge and SSK at the left. About 6 rows into the decrease section of the second sleeve, I realized that I’d reversed which decrease happens at which edge. I did not frog, nor did I correct myself for the remainder of the decrease section. Who the hell is going to notice?!?

Oh, and can we talk about the yarn for a second? Diana (yes, the same one who cut her sweater’s sleeve) asked if I would use this yarn again. NO. Hell no. Hell-O no. For starters, I will not use the Hollyberry color for any project again because it has a wonderful tendency to bleed. (Note: the bleeding is color-specific: the Petal color (Pepto-Bismol pink) doesn’t bleed, which is good) All the Merino Style yarns, however, are too soft. They would make great scarves and hats, but they are not meant to become sweaters. Frogging is absolutely impossible: the yarn comes out fuzzy, misshapen, kinked, worn, and it doesn’t bounce back if washed. In fact, washing just wears out the yarn to some sort of half-fuzzy, half-disintegrated nightmare. The bottom line: this yarn is too soft to be sweater material.

And I wish I could say that there’s a pot of gold at the end of this rainbow, or at least some pot to appease my next-door neighbors (I may have cursed at them, but that’s a story for my personal blog), but I’m afraid there isn’t. I basted the first sleeve to the body of the sweater and tried it on. While I’m very happy with how it looks in my shoulder area (always a problem, I have tiny shoulders), it is very loose throughout the arm, creating unsightly wrinkles around my armpits:


I think it’s meant to be all bell-shaped and blouse-like, but I’m NOT digging it. At all. DON’T EVEN POINT OUT THAT THIS IS HOW IT LOOKS ON THE MANNEQUIN. Don’t.

With the magic of some more backstitch, I left the upper part of the sweater as is, and “took in” some of the lower sleeve to simulate what it would look like were it more like a sweater sleeve, and less like a blouse sleeve:


(the bell sleeves are still there, just bulked up by my backstitching an entire pattern repeat)

This would be fantabulous. This would involve knitting new sleeves and perhaps an elbow replacement. This would involve a weekly visit to the therapist and the continuation of bitching on this here blog. And most importantly, this would involve buying more yarn (as I mentioned, frogging this yarn is a total mess) and praying to all the holy things that the dye lots look similar.

@^#&%!-*@*%@*% piece of #(%!

Favorite bird?

My brain is hyper-organized today (means there are lots of things going on). I will talk about 4 things today, and I’m listing them so I don’t forget:

  • Lou
  • Tahki letter
  • Trip to Grafton
  • SP5

I’ve been admiring Lou’s Lattice Lace shawl (self-designed) for a while now. She’s given instructions and charts all along, but now she’s put together all the information into a pattern book I liked on the Tahki Stacy Charles website, and decided to order it. I mailed my check about a week ago, and just yesterday I saw that it had been cashed! How exciting, I joyfully rubbed my hands together in anticipation. A letter in the mail today, “We’re sorry, this book has been discontinued and is unavailable. Here’s a refund check.” What a bummer! And it said “available” on their website. Hurrumph.

My friends Betsy and Michelle and I (and Michelle’s daughter) went yarn shopping today.

As I was getting ready this morning, I saw that it was sunny outside and checked the forecast. Oh good, a high of 70 today. The only problem is that I no longer have a concept of what that feels like. We’ve been having highs in the 40s all week, and 70 didn’t seem that much warmer. I put on a thin wool sweater and a blazer, which I realized was obviously too heavy as soon as I stepped into the gorgeous day that was happening outside. I would have come back and changed, except I was already running late because I had to put my friend’s name back up on my mailbox, since the stupid self-righteous condo owner assholes keep taking it down. But that’s a story for my personal blog. Anyway, I sprint to work (yes, I had to stop by work first), and the wool sweater and the blazer are making me very unhappy. I decided I would stop at the GAP and buy myself a t-shirt before heading out to go yarn shopping. And so I did: I put it on in the fitting room, ripped off the tag then and there, brought it to the cashier and used it to pay for the shirt. Thank goodness the GAP was able to rescue me from my current weather-temperature incompetence.

Once Betsy, Michelle and I were all assembled, we drove all the way to Classic Yarn of Grafton in Grafton, MA. This is out in central Mass., and with the exception of Pony Pearl needles, I wouldn’t say there’s anything special about the store. The Pony Pearls, which so many of you recommended, are not really my thing. The dpns would be good for socks, true, but I don’t think they are that much different than the Bryspuns. The straights have tips that are much too tame for my tastes. So, I bought nothing.

On the way home we stopped by Fabric Place. This is where I took the only picture of the day:

That’s right, Michelle placed a tuna sandwich on the roof of the car as she was strapping in her kid, and we drove all the way from Grafton to Woburn with the sandwich right there on the roof. That’s right, 50 miles, sandwich on roof.

Fabric Place was very overwhelming for me. I like to know my way around a store, have an idea of what they carry, what’s where, what I’m looking for… this was my first time to Fabric Place and they have just a ton of yarns. Yarn, yarn, yarn, yarn, and on the left, yarn, and on the right, yarn. Then they have all the other stuff, fabric and thread and beads and ribbon and sewing notions. It was my first time to a fabric store (period), and I really wanted to take a look at all the fabrics – I don’t even know what’s out there, what kinds of things I could get my hands on to sew stuff! (remember, I get my sewing supplies at Target and TJMaxx) By the time I was done looking through all the yarn, though, I had no more mental capacity to look at anything else. For a while I carried around some Classic Elite Provence, but I had to put it down from all the stress. I think Betsy and Michelle thought I was totally insane: I insisted on walking in an orderly fashion through all the aisles and had that deer caught in the headlights look and tone of speech. I felt totally burned out by the time we left. I took a nap when I got home. I had no warning of the yarn and the fabric and the thread. And the yarn. Someone pass me a glass of ice water, please.

Secret Pal 5 is here! Yay, the knitblog community rejoices! I am not participating, but I’ve seen people answer the questionnaires on their blogs, and it looks kind of interesting. I’m so picky, here’s what my answers to some of the questions would be: (all in good fun, all in good fun)

1. Are you a yarn snob (do you prefer higher quality and/or natural fibers)? Do you avoid Red Heart and Lion Brand? Or is it all the same to you?

Not at all – Rowan is Rowan! I like all the Rowan yarns equally and I do not discriminate against any of them. Even if it’s cheap Rowan, I’ll find use for it. Just send the Rowan.

3. Do you have any allergies? (smoke, pets, fibers, perfume, etc.)

I’m allergic to mohair and angora most of all. I’m also allergic to non-Rowan fibers.

5. Do you have an Amazon or other online wish list?

I do, but it has non-knitting stuff on there, so I’m not sharing it.

6. What’s your favorite scent? (for candles, bath products etc.)

I have no sense of smell, so perfumed things are really a waste.

7. Do you have a sweet tooth?

No, I’m allergic to food. I’m also allergic to expensive note cards – post-its are great for writing notes.

11. What is your family situation? Do you have any pets?

I have two dwarf hamsters; they are allergic to treats sent by Secret Pals.

12. What are your life dreams? (really stretching it here, I know)

To attain SABLE status with only Rowan yarns.

21. Are you a sock knitter?

Yes, I like all kinds of socks: Lorna’s Laces Cranberry, Lorna’s Laces Douglas Fir, Lorna’s Laces Bold Red, etc.

24. What is your favorite animated character or a favorite animal/bird?

Favorite bird?