It’s done.

Let me say that again. IT’S DONE!!!!! The sweater that has been lurking at me for 5 stinking months. Is. Done!!

On Friday I finished the body.

Saturday I washed and blocked the thing.

Sunday was a day for sewing up. And boy did I get a lot done. My first ever set in sleeves! (I’m really glad I knit the body all in one piece, or there would have been even more sewing to do) Here you see my progress as the day went on.

I bought buttons.

And then I faced the reality of the button bands. I’ve never done button bands before. I hate them. The pattern suggests picking up around 460 stitches. Each row takes me half an hour! At least there are only 4 rows and a cast off.


How is it that the finishing takes so much time?


Since this is a gift I embroidered a tag.


Tadah! All done!!


Pattern: Perry by Michelle Wang

Yarn: Knit Picks Swish Worsted in Rainforest Heather

Needles: US 5, 8, 9

While we were away

This Thanksgiving my husband and I visited his family (who are also my family now. Very strange). The day was filled with food, family, and fun. I was also pleased to see many interesting textiles while we were away.

Sage advice given by a cross-stitcher. 
This pillow is decorated exclusively with French Knots. I need to up my game. 
A gorgeous hand-stitched quilt. 
And here is my own small contribution: a tatted bookmark.


There are a lot of things going wrong in the world in so many ways. I can’t do much about most of these things, but I can try to shine light in my own corner of the world.

10 things I’m thankful for:

  1. my husband
  2. my family
  3. knitting! It keeps me sane.
  4. friends
  5. a job that, while not ideal, allows me to pay my bills
  6. yummy food
  7. a roof over my head
  8. not living in a war zone
  9. good health
  10. the knitting community, both in person and online



The last few years have been a period of change for me. Change is seldom comfortable. So while some great things have happened in the last few years (like moving out on my own and then getting married), it has also been a challenging time. I’ve cried a lot. What do you do when you’re between versions of yourself? How do you act when the rules you had written to guide your behaviour don’t apply anymore?

At the time I met my husband I was starting to feel uncomfortable with who I was. Some people will think I changed who I was for him, but nothing could be further from the truth. One of the things I love most about him is that he always accepts me for who I am at any given time, but without limiting me to be only that person. He has given me the room and the strength to grow. And for that I will be forever grateful.

Change is hard, but it is a sign of life. So I’m glad for the opportunity to change. I look forward to who I am becoming.

Coming Soon…

My husband and I wrote a few funny vows for our wedding. Predictably, one of mine was that I promised to knit for him…whether he liked it or not. When we went yarn shopping on our honeymoon I convinced him to pick out some yarn. At least that way he would be sure to like the colours. He chose Zauberball (smart man). I’m planning to knit him a hat. After careful consultation this is the pattern we came up with. Lots of plain old boring ribbing. And not even interesting decreases (believe me, I tried). So watch this space. A hat is coming soon.


Also, look at this amazing project I got from Good Stuff Crafts! I love Doctor Who, as you know, and I have wanted this Exploding Tardis print for quite a while. My current wallspace is rather limited, so a project bag is the perfect application! This bag holds 2 yarn cakes in the bottom with room for 2 more above and/or your project.


The Shawl that Started Itself

We’ve talked about the sweater and how it’s eating my life. In reaction I want to cast on all the things. The other morning I was partially awake and dreaming of knitting a shawl. You just can’t ignore your subconscious when it tells you to knit, so I did some thinking and planning. I decided to knit Simone’s Wedding Shawl with some of the yarn I bought on my honeymoon – Hedgehog Fibers Sock in Nutmeg.


A short trip to the yarn store later (who are we kidding? Trips to the yarn store are never quick!) I had found 2 coordinating yarns and I was ready to get started!


I cast on later that day. But only after I had reached my daily goal on the Behemoth.


Finding Joy in Cooking

I am an intermediate cook. I can make food that isn’t awful. But at the same time I rarely make food that is wonderful. A few weeks ago I finally reached my breaking point. I was tired of making food that just didn’t turn out the way I hoped it would. I wanted tried and true recipes that would tell me what to do and how to do it so I could turn out culinary masterpieces. Or at least something that would leave me with fewer meals that turned out…awful. Enter the Joy of Cooking, the book that is changing my life.


The first thing I noticed about the book is that it is thick. The pages are crammed with recipes as diverse as Beef Wellington, Lentil Stew, and Scotch Eggs. It clearly delineates the steps to make meals. It talks about menu planning and the best way to prep ingredients. If you are a beginning cook, you can learn from this book how to make just about anything. If you are an experienced cook, this book will suggest new recipes to help you break out of your routine.

Basically, buy this book. Make food. Be happy.

Chicken Piccata, Spaetzle sauteed in butter, Roasted scored Zucchini

Uggh. Is this done yet?

Guys. I feel like I have been working on this sweater for. ever. Uggh! According to Ravelry, I cast on July 22, so forever is not too much of a stretch. I’m so ready to be done. I started with the sleeves. Easy wins. Less likely to sputter out with 3 inches to go. And let’s face it: 3 inches of sleeve is a whole lot less than 3 inches of sweater.

Perry is a gorgeous pattern. I may even knit it again someday. But, guys, it is 33 inches long! That’s almost a yard! A few weeks ago I made an executive decision to shorten the thing by 2 inches. 31 inches is (in reality) not much less than 33, but somehow it seems more manageable. I am right now on inch 17. The waist decreases are finished, and I’m just about to start the waist increases. The idea of increasing makes me want to sob a little.

I’m dreaming of starting new things. Small things. Lacey things. In fingering weight yarn. Or maybe Aran. I’m also easily distracted by coasters and dressing gowns.

Help! How’s a knitter to finish when she has (almost) lost the will to knit!?!

My (almost) Perfect Bathrobe

I am a lizard. Not literally, obviously, but I grew up in a very warm climate. So when it gets cold out I get very very cold. Last winter I decided I wanted the warmest, fuzziest bathrobe ever, so I started shopping around. They were all so expensive! So, frugal woman that I am, I decided to make one. How hard could it be? Knitting would take too long, so I decided to sew it. Out I went to my nearest fabric store and bought the fuzziest pretty fabric I could find. I didn’t have a pattern. But I am a smart, independent woman who doesn’t need no pattern! I measured myself. And then did some math. Measured again. Measured fabric. Did more math. Confused myself. Then repeated the whole process until I was satisfied that I was probably right.

Now came the big step: cutting! This went really well…until my cats decided that my scissors needed to be attacked! (Please, don’t worry about the kitties. They were not harmed. They were just annoying.) With my pieces cut out, I threaded my sewing machine and did most of the sewing. At which point I stopped and shoved it all in a bag to be completed later. Maybe it got warm then?


The other morning I was cold – which makes sense, since it’s fall. I remembered my partially finished bathrobe and decided the time had come to finish it. I pulled it out of the sewing box, cut out some additional pieces, and set out to finish the beast by hand (my sewing machine makes a great paper weight, but isn’t good at much else right now). So let me tell you, Chenille fabric is a lot nicer to work with than chenille yarn. The edges don’t curl or fray, so you have the option to not finish them. It makes for a pretty straightforward sewing project. Which was great, until I got to the cream fur fabric I bought for the trim. Remind me to never sew with furry fabric again. Especially by hand.


In the end I came up with a pretty great bathrobe. It’s very fitted, almost like a dressing gown, which I absolutely love (In fact, I’m going to call it a dressing gown. It sounds so much more classy). But the armholes are a little tight. And it doesn’t close with quite as much overlap as I had envisioned. I still have a little more finishing work to do, but all in all I am happy with my project, and I look forward to many years of warmth and comfort.

4 years

This photo, dear readers,  is important.


This photo, taken November 12, 2012, is a picture of my first ever knitting! This November marks the 4th anniversary of me learning to knit! I think it’s rather monumental. So flashback to the past:

It’s 2012, and I’m a Junior in college. Thanksgiving break is coming up, and my family is very far away. My best friend has invited me to spend Thanksgiving with her and her family. I gladly accept. In the mean time I’m very busy with school and homework. But not busy enough, it would seem. I decided I needed a new hobby, and that said hobby should be knitting. So out I went to Hobby Lobby and bought a pair of bright red aluminum knitting needles and some yarn I liked. That evening I looked up a tutorial on the internet and became a knitter! I started and restarted several times, but eventually I came up with something I liked. I knit and purled (no garter stitch beginner scarves for me!) and lost track of what was what and decided to make it a design feature. I knit in the car, in and out of class, and even on stage (at the time I was involved in a small school opera where I played an old lady. Naturally, she was a knitter)!


I was hooked. And then one day I had a scarf! And it was good.


I soon cast on my second project, a pair of ill-fated fingerless gloves.


I’ve had better moments (note to self: Never knit with Chenille yarn again!). But, you know what, it was knitting. And I love knitting.