I had this grand plan. It was so simple. Aren't those the two silliest sentences ever uttered/typed? Every time I get really excited and start hatching a plan, the forces that be start laughing maniacally and get to work.
I had planned on knitting two sleeves to go with the ginormous sweater I've been gestating for three years now. I had planned on having oodles of time to knit both sleeves...this was going to be so freakin' easy that I'd sit down to knit and, 45 minutes later, I'd have two sleeves. I had planned on then measuring the depth of my armholes, measuring the tube o' sweater I had finally, officially, finished earlier this week. Then I planned on breaking out the sewing machine, setting a nice line of stitches around my basting and breaking out the scissors for a little steeking. But that wasn't meant to be, oh no.
Firstly, since I had oceans of time to knit two stranded knitting sleeves, I might as well cast on another project or two, since that's just not enough to occupy my time. So then I busted out some graph paper, some good old Cascade 220 in black and white, and attemped to design mittens for my knit-finicky four-year old son that must have airplanes. Not just any old airplanes. They must be P-51 Mustangs. Basically airplanes with propellers. Does anyone out there have a freakin' clue how to do that?!? I gave it my best shot:
That's my attempt right there. I'd like to think that the art of knitting can encompass anything. I've seen many a knitted thing that I didn't think possible. I've heard tell of knitted boats, bizarre knitted animal attacks, and really teensy tiny knits. I figured that I'd bang this out and it would totally look like a dang airplane on a dang mitten. Um, no. Also, if I try to follow the "rules" I've heard about stranded knitting (no more than two colors per row, no further than five stitches in one color), then you end up adding a lot of little "embellishments" to your airplane graph. I'm attempting to explain it as flak to anyone who asks. Including my son. The palms are really rather nice, though:
Sooooo, after that little experiment, I thought I'd buckle down and start knitting up those sleeves, but then Violet got an ear infection. It was accompanied by all manner of sad, feverish symptoms that made my poor little girl a very miserable, clingy, unhappy baby. So, here is what came of my plans:
Yup. I'll be generous and say I think that's about 1/3 of a single sleeve. In fact, since that picture, I have almost doubled its size, so at least progress is being made. I also had to go to the fabric store and purchase more bobbins for the sewing machine since I sort of cracked the last one. My sewing machine was originally my mother's. It is beautiful, and you must treat it with respect. It is not going to kiss on the first date, and the cracked bobbin was evidence of that. I was being way too forward with the grand dame, and she let me know, in her dignified way, that I was out of my mind, sewing-wise. My big plans for a post on steeking will have to wait for another post. (I hope that might be next week. I am now going to throw salt over my left shoulder, spin three times counterclockwise, and knock on wood.)
Meanwhile, my lovely friend DJ gave me a moebius. Not just any moebius, but a Cat Bordhi moebius:
Behold the Lacy Moebius Cowl! Gorgeously knit up in Malabrigo Rios, in the color "Arco Iris".
|I just love the gorgeous colors in this.|
So, for now, I'm still knitting sleeves. I
plan hope to be steeking in the next few days, but I must admit that it is the same kind of hope that I have when I hope I'm only in the dentist's chair for a little while, and that no cavity/gingivitis/unicorn/explosion is found. I've been reading up on steeking, and I feel relatively prepared...except for the scissors going cutty cutty on my knitting. That part gives me a hiney cringe. There's just no other way to put it. See you next time. Oh, and: