I keep meaning to write this, I even go as far as to form the first few sentences in my mind, but I keep putting it off, and off, until a week (or so) had gone by and I still had no blog entry.
I'll start with the bad news, I prefer to hear the bad news first, so I will just assume (you know what happens when you assume) that you are of the same mind set.
Can you recall that top down sweater that I was knitting. The grey one that was made of recycled (and recycled) yarn. The sweater that will haunt me till my dying days. Well, It was a little tight on me, I could have worn it, but I would have felt like I was on display. It was pretty tight, and I didn't like the feeling of the tight turtle neck, I felt like I was being choked.
I had one sleeve left to knit, so I tried it on and it fit, but I still wasn't pleased with the fit. So I thought that I could simply hack of part of the collar (hack, with scissors) and unravel to the point to where I thought it was the right size, and then bind off. That would have taken care of the collar problem, and for the tight problem I could simply do a crochet steek (I love the crochet steek, I don't know why anyone would do any other kind) up the middle, and knit a couple of really wide button bands. That sounded like a good idea; I much prefer cardigans to pullovers.
I decide to do the collar first, and then steek, so that way I could alter the ribbing pattern, and thus make it easier to cut. So, I pulled out my SHARP scissors, and hacked off the top inch or so of the collar. Then I tried to unravel it. After about twenty minutes, I realized that it was imposable to unravel ribbing from the cast on edge toward the bind off edge.
I threw away the yarn. That was the first time, and hopefully the last time that I ever will do that.
I finished a couple of presents, but I know that one of the recipients reads this blog, so I will wait till after I give it to them to tell you about it.
(And did you know that 'steek' is not recognized as a word? Ah, what does spell check know about knitting)