It’s a finished object! FO dance, FO dance!
Last night I didn’t think I would make it. The designer called for changing back to the larger needles for the last row of the ribbing of the button band, and for the bind off. I, sheep that I am, gave it a try. You can guess what resulted: a ruffle! Not what my DH envisioned for his Christmas sweater, I can tell you! So I tinked all those stitches, re-did the buttonholes to a tidier version, reknit the rows, and bound off. The buttons got sewn on at 2 pm, and the picture shoot was on.
(I’d have finished sooner, but DH was willing to do the winter pruning on my rose bushes, and wanted me to consult on how ruthless he should be. Show no mercy! Prune those bushes!)
Further news was received today about my Christmas knitting. Dear Father-in-law called to thank us for the mittens. He had been trying to tough it out using the snowblower without gloves, because he couldn’t get his gnarled hands into a pair. Dad said he had been ready to drive to the cities to look for some mittens, when his gift arrived in the mail. He reported that his hands didn’t get cold with the mittens on…could I possibly knit a second pair? Oh, yes! (Compare that to those ungrateful recipients of knitware we’ve all read about.) In fact, I have 100 grams of the maroon superwash left from DH’s sweater. Cast on time!
Not only is it hard to miss that as you walk through the dining room, but also he is the architect of the blocking boards. When I need to use both blocking boards, he knows which books to pull from the bookcase to shim under the corners of the second one (it extends out onto a card table placed at the end of the dining room table.)
So this morning, I placed in his lap the unblocked pieces of the sweater he had asked for. The pattern is the