Here are the front and back of my Elizabeth I sweater, side by side.
I’ve started a sleeve, so I am preparing myself for a long stay on Sleeve Island. The sleeves are not nearly as alluring as the body of the sweater. While they have the textured band at the bottom, that’s the extent of the “fun stuff.” The rest of it is plain old stockinette with some decreases and increases for shaping.
So. I’m using Daletta fingering weight wool for this and I think it’s a good choice. It shows the texture nicely and is not unpleasant to knit. The only complaint I have about it is that it does have a tendency to split. Quite a lot, actually. I find I have to pay pretty close attention to what I’m doing. More than once I’ve noticed a split stitch a few rows down. In each case I’ve carefully ripped back that single stitch and picked it back up with a crochet hook. So far so good — that’s worked. But I’m trying to pay closer attention so I won’t have to do it again.
There are a number of resources on the internet on how to pick up a stitch with a crochet hook — here’s one. It’s a very handy skill to know — it’ll save you lots of ripping out anguish.
It’s been one of those days. Starting out with idiocy from our IT department at work. We work in a severely managed IT environment. Unfortunately, we are managed by incompetents. For the past two weeks they have been trying to fix something they broke on my system. They perform a system restore to revert the ‘puter to its pre-broken state, then perform the exact same action that broke it. Over and over and over. Not surprisingly, they re-break it each time. It’s like Groundhog Day.
Next, we had a new employee start today and as is custom, he was brought around and introduced to everyone. When he was brought to my office and introduced to me, he was talking on his cellphone, obviously on a personal call, and simply stuck his arm out to shake hands — didn’t even look up.
Is it just me, or is this unspeakably rude? Way to make a good first impression, buddy. Consider yourself lucky that you don’t report to me.
Then this afternoon I got the following email from an editorial assistant at Knitters Magazine:
I am trying to contact Wendy Keele. If you are her, would you please contact me. I am trying to update her information.
I wonder if she sent that email to all the Knitting Wendys? Hee hee. (Maybe it’s just me, but I think it’s pretty easy to figure out my last name from links on my blog.)
When I got home, I went down to the lobby to get my mail. I saw our condo building engineer who cheerfully told me that the mailman had come, but was in a snit about something, so he dumped the mail in the back room and left. So, no mail actually put in the mailboxes. (This is, sadly, not an uncommon occurrence.) Ah, the work ethic.
Why, yes, I do feel better. Besides, none of these annoyances are major — it’s just . . . WTF??!!
Another thing that makes me feel better . . . the current total on our Heifer Project! Remember, the first of the weekly raffle prizes will be awarded tomorrow. I’ll draw randomly from all names received by 4pm Eastern time tomorrow. Winners will be emailed, and announced in tomorrow’s blog entry,
But don’t worry if you miss the first raffle — there is plenty of time and plenty more prizes to be awarded in the coming weeks.
“When will my flock of chicks be delivered?”
I think I’m gonna have to break it to her gently. I may hafta share my supermarket sushi with her. Assuming I had any supermarket sushi, that is.