the GGSE™, part II
Tuesday, November 30th, 2004First, I’d like to thank ALL OF YOU for all of the amazingly encouraging comments you left last post!!! I swear I wasn’t fishing for compliments, but compliments you gave!!! I still think most of you are crazy, but maaaaybe you’re not! We’ll see…
Now, about 45 minutes ago, I started writing this really witty, funny, brilliant post about my Sweater Adventures this weekend. Unfortunatley, I’m an IDIOT and hit the wrong button and totally deleted the whole thing (oh, you’ve heard that one before? no kidding! huh.)
The entry was all about how The Sweater is this evil force that likes to torment me and force me to love it and then, when I’m totally unsuspecting, SLAP me with the bitter sting of disapointment! Sure enough, THEN, it’ll start whispering sweet nothings in my ear, telling me how SORRY it is, and how DIFFERENT it will be if I Just. Give. It. Another. Chance. What’s so sad is that every time, I just get sucked back in.
SoSoSad.
(wait, we’re still talking about the sweater right? hmm.)
This is the farthest The Sweater got this weekend:

You can’t see it in this picture, but I’m making the saddest pouty face ever!
THAT SLEEVE IS ENORMOUS!!! I don’t know what happened! I even picked up 4 stitches LESS than the pattern said to pick up and it’s STILL HUGE!
One look at that thing, and I had to rip it out. This is AFTER The Sweater and I made up after having a fight about how it didn’t want its back kitchnered to its front (or maybe it was more about how I was being all arrogant about how I can learn new things and execute them (nearly) perfectly the first time and then F*%K it up all to HELL the second time around). Of course, THAT was after the OTHER fight we had where The Sweater said I had shoulders the size of a gorilla’s and I told it that I am a dainty little thing and if we didn’t rip back a few rows, we couldn’t be friends anymore.
Here’s another view, in case you aren’t convinced:

oh. my. god. HUGE.
And this is where The Sweater stands now:

Since this picture was taken, the rest of the sleeve has been ripped out as well. Oh! And uh, yeah, I was wearing the sweater backwards in the previous pictures. You can stop laughing now.
This is the point where I apply to you Knitting Gurus for help!
What do I DO?!?!!?
Do I just pick up even less stitches for the sleeve? The pattern said to pick up 28. I originally picked up 24. Do I try 20? Or, is the armhole just too big? I checked the measurements against the schematics and it *seems* to be about 1-3 cm off (changes every time I measure). It’s about a 9in armhole. Back when I was planning to make Rogue last Spring ( and then put it off for this Winter), I measured all my favorite, close-fitting sweaters, and they all had about an 8in armhole. Maybe a 9in is ok? IIII don’t know. Here is a pic of it:

There’s nothing like a pic of my pit, is there?
What do you think?
{{sigh}}
I leave you today with a list of things I leaned over the Thanksgiving Holiday:
- I think my mother might think I love The Sweater more than I love her, due to some unfortunate obsessive knitting that occurred in her presence.
- It might actually be possible to get tipsy from a Sweet Potato Casserole. Apparently, half a cup of Grand Marnier doesn’t burn off in the oven.
- Everyone Loves Raymond is a really freakin’ funny show! Even after 5 consecutive hours! Seriously.
- If I have to put 2 sugars in my tiny cup of tea at the Chinese Restaurant, I should maybe consider the idea that I may have a problem.
- Victoria’s Secret knows what size/style of bra I like and purposely doesn’t carry it in any of their retail store locations.
- If you spend an entire day playing with a 1-year-old child and wake up the next morning unable to move, it might be a good indicator that you are sadly out of shape.
- Dreaming about Chad Michael Murray puts me in a damn fine mood! That is, until about two hours later, when I remember he’s engaged to Sophia Bush.
- KITCHNER!
Not bad for a first try! (I’m *so* not showing you the second, don’t even ask!)
peace out y’all.
ps – Is this a bad time to point out that there are only 24 more days till Christmas?