It’s done!!!!
My Cherie Amour is finished, and I really like it. I was concerned with the armholes being too tight, but after I wore it for an hour, they loosened up and felt fine.
It fits great, and I got a ton of compliments on it at work. There were a few pattern issues I wish I had known about, but I guess that’s what I get for being one of the early group of knitters.
It’s a great fit, great sweater, and I’ll definitely be making it again in different colors.
This weekend I seamed Cherie Amour.
While a beautiful sweater, this didn’t go as well as I would have hoped. The shoulder seams are tight–really tight. They have to hit at my upper arms, because they’re too small to go around my shoulders.
The sleeves themselves are also too long,and bunch unflatteringly if pushed up to my wrists.
I might try to wear it like this–it looks fine, but doesn’t feel great–because I really don’t want to rip the sleeves and do them again, but I may have to.
Some days I feel like Dory–just keep knitting, just keep knitting.
I’ve been teased (slightly) for the sock which is always at the ready in my bag, but some days knitting on the commute is the only way I hang on to my sanity. It’s a very zen-like thing for me, and I could use that, especially with my parents getting into town on Friday, and my apartment not anything near what they consider habitable.
I finished the sleeves for Cherie Amour and blocked it, but completely forgot to take pictures. The next step is sewing the sleeves in–my least favorite part, though at least I’ve already woven in all my ends.
I also ordered the yarn for Butterfly online. The LYS I went to only has 10 balls of any color of Noro, and I need 11. Since I wasn’t interested in a substitution–I waited until I could afford Kureyon to make this sweater, damn it, I’m making it with Kureyon–and they didn’t seem interested in working with me to get the right number of skeins in one dyelot, I went online.
Tubey is inching along, but looks super cute so far.
The commuter sock is already past the gusset increases, and I’m working on the foot. Hooray!
Baudelaire has been woefully ignored since I cast on. I just haven’t had the time to really focus on it, and it’s my first toe-up sock, so I really need to focus.
I’m not casting on for anything else until these are finished. I swear.
I’ve finished the body of Cherie Amour!
I mostly like the way it looks, but I’d make a few changes. Namely, I think I’d go up a size (or 2) through the ribbing, then drop back to the smallest size through the chest. I’d also rechart the neck decreases, as I found that really counterintuitive, and probably make it a little longer.
That said, I’m really happy with how it’s turning out. It’s a super quick knit, and very cute!
Sizzle? Is still on the needles, just inches, mere inches, away from being bound off. Then all I have to do is finish it.
Cherie Amour? Again, inches away from finishing the body, then I will only have sleeves and finishing.
So what do I do?
I cast on for Tubey, of course!
See the thing is–lest you think I am just a fickle knitter–the thing is that Sizzle and Cherie Amour are not, at this point, public transit friendly. They require charts, measuring, counting repeats.
Tubey? Is 19″ of stockinette on size US8s. No danger of running out of project. No danger of needing to measure (for a while) or count or remember how many repeats I’ve done.
Besides, it’s a really cute sweater.
Last night I worked on Cherie Amour:
I was so distracted by Cold Case and the re-living of my high school years through the music in the episode (Semi-Sonic! Dishwalla! Goo Goo Dolls! Everclear!) that I completely spaced on the part where it said, continue in pattern until armhole measures 6″ so I’ll need to go back and do that on the left front.
Looking at the picture, it’s looking really small. I’m hoping the ribbing stretches…a lot. I think it will, though.
I also watched part of Jurassic Park last night. It was a very nostalgia filled night for me. Jurassic Park, I have to say, played a pretty defining role in who I am.
I was, surprisingly enough, an excessively girly child. I had long hair and wore dresses and was quiet and sweet and all of those things that girls are told to be. Everyone told me that I would hate this movie. It was too bloody and scary and gross. I wouldn’t make it through.
When I finally saw it? Best. Thing. EVAR.
It was fantastic. This was COOL. And there was Sattler, who was kick-ass and smart and a girl and who had great lines like “Dinosaurs…eat man, woman inherits the Earth.” And Malcolm, who I maybe had a little bit of a crush on, because did I mention I like geeky? I couldn’t have told you which one of those characters I was more in love with, but that movie was probably the start of my slide into becoming a massively geeky feminist.
Also? There were velociraptors. And who doesn’t love raptors?
Avast, ye mateys! There be treasure in these parts.
This be the yarn for me Cherie Amour!
O’ course, what be treasure without rum?
So drink up, me hearties, yo ho, it’s a pirate’s life for me!