Counting! The bain of a knitter. Technical terms, technical terms...they don't count as bad words.
Your ribbing is positively artisanal. Have courage, and maybe some screech.
if the bad words weren't enough to make your husband blush instead of merely chastising you then i am sure you were holding back. at least, if i were you in that situation i would have been :) however, all the effort was worth it - the ribbing is now perfected and you may continue a maniacal pace to rhineback and the glory that the completed sweater will assure you in the annals of knitting history.
I'm glad you figured out what was wrong with the sweater. I am still convinced to the depths of my being that you are going to rock this frikken sweater. You're going to spank it and make it look perfect in time to get that treat from Claudia. You will have a glorious victory over the Yarn.
Of these things, I have no doubt.
AWWRRIGHT! I was beginning to think the crack duo of guys at the local USPS had absconded with the book. Can I put it in perspective? I met the Wooly Knob guys in person this weekend. Jamie didn't know who I was until I said "Vermont - rural psycho mailman" and he yelled "ANNE!" Uh huh.
Now go kick some knitting butt and get that sweater done for Rhinebeck. (We all know you will prevail over the knitting goddess, being one yourself.)
Oh, you just told the story of my life! Do you also live with a guy who plays the guitar and sings while you're trying to cast on? He can't seem to avoid songs with numbers in the lyrics while I'm counting.
The sweater looks beautiful though, and we have faith in your ability to not sleep for days to get it done.
i have my fingers crossed that you plan to offer up the pattern for this sweater after it makes its inaugural trip to rhinebeck...
Math... that horrid, dreadful, math. Besides, it's not your fault. The beauty of the sweater has blinded you to the stitch count. Externalize!
Counting. Pah. Who came up with that silly counting idea, anyway? And I like math! But counting stitches is clearly some sort of diabolical punishment.
Thank god I'm not the only one who gets fiddly with the ribbing. I knew I wasn't alone.
Change of plans: I'm not going to Rhinebeck. Or at least I'm going to "forget" my Plain Vanilla sweater back home. I'm too embarrassed to bring my kindergarten project when you're bringing a master's thesis creation.
What? No comments on the lovely bath salts with the label.... is that Tired Old Ass?!?
The only thing worse than counting knitting is playing bridge. ;)
And Norma, don't be ridiculous! Of course you should take (and wear!) your sweater to Rhinebeck. Just because The Harlot insists on punishing herself (in public no less) doesn't mean that your sweater is any less wonderful.
I'm waiting for that life lesson- I know it's around the corner here somewhere.
What if it's too warm at Rhinebeck to wear your sweater?
Err, ummm, Go you harlot, you can do it!
Oh, Stephanie! My knitting was acting like that yesterday! Tinking 240 lace stitches, over and over, counting, recounting, rechecking the stupid pattern both on the needles and how I'd written it down. Why couldn't I get this right!?! Why was this so hard??!
I finally chucked it, went out and bought some dark Valrhona chocolate, came home and sat down and immediately conquered the problem. Onward!
Thank you for the laughs and the inspiration. Your sweater is absolutely gorgeous.
I have done the same exact (bad) counting thing before too. SOOO frustrating! I'm glad you finally figured it out. This sweater looks like it's going to be quite pretty. I love the color.
One question - what is that "T2" you have on there? I really like the textury look of it (is textury a word?). Is that like twist two stitches? Thanks!
Stephanie, you do realize that you are doing IT. IT is not necessarily associated with Christmas.
Ellen in WA
Moving to KY soon
Oh my, the fiddly ribbing issue. I too must have ribbing that flows uninterrupted and seamlessly into the cables, then back out into the collar. (Unlike _some_ pattern-writers I could mention! *cough*Starmore*cough*)
Keep on fighting the good fight!
I have an urge to sing stirring anthems about keeping right on to the end of the road .... no, wait, the urge has gone now. Perseverance, it's a bitch ain't it ?
Of course, here in Scotland we call it bloody-mindedness and consider it a national pastime.
Don't patronize us-you are not sorry. You did not learn your lesson. Hell, this wasn't even your fault, right? RIGHT. Case closed. Said sweater may be stupid, but still gorgeous.
Oooooooh, beer made it all better for you and Chocolate helped Alison.
And I thought graph paper would help.
I need to teach my husband enough knitting to count stitches AND appropriate yarnovers. He's a whiz at math.
Press on. Beautiful integration of ribs and cables!!
So Ken has never used foul language while knitting? Is he under the impression that while your girls are talented and beautiful, they don't sneak the occasional "bad" word out of mom's hearing range? Please! Did he offer any helpful suggestions as to what the problem might be? If not, then the most he should have been doing is staying quiet and fetching the beer from the refrigerator! Oh, yes, and helping in the search for the whisk. About my "Farm Thrums": The first one is finished and the 2nd only needs the thumb. But I decided that I hate that style of thumb on the thrum mitten. I think a side gusset might have worked out better. This way it seems too bulky. There is no question that they will be insanely warm!
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