Friday, November 9, 2007

Starting Over Again

I have had such a hard time with my current project. I am not sure why, but I have started over three times. First, I added some stitches. Then, I changed to larger needles. Then I had to start again because the pattern was so far off, I couldn't in good conscience call it a pattern.

Anyway, I am on my way now, I think.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Take Time to Check Your Gauge

Every pattern includes the phrase "Take Time to Check Your Gauge." I never do. Most of the time it won't matter if what I am working on is an inch or two smaller than the projected final measurement. But last night it did matter.

There I was knitting away at what will one day be a beautiful wrap for my grandmother when I noticed there was NO WAY it would fit her. I was working on the front side of the wrap. It was supposed to be about a foot across. Instead, it was only about 8 inches. I had worked a good 6 inches down when I noticed it. I thought, "Well, I'm not too far into it. I guess I'll double check that I am doing it right. Just in case." Sure enough. I was supposed to get 4 inches out of 8 stitches instead I was getting 3. So I unravelled everything I had done, added another 8 stitches to the cast on amount, and kept going.

The pattern adjustment seems to be working, but I think I will need another skein to finish it. Oh well, at least it will be usable when it is done.

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Winter Mornings

This morning when I woke up it was down right cold in my bedroom. I had pulled the extra blanket over myself in the middle of the night; so I was toasty warm everywhere except my nose. It reminded me of when I was a little girl.

We lived in a house that was built in the 20s and hadn't had much updating done in the area of temperature control. A gas heater in the middle of the house was pretty much all we had other than the strategically placed electric heater in the bathroom.

When the temperature dropped below 40 at night, the mornings were especially difficult for my mother. Mainly because my siblings and I couldn't be coaxed out of bed easily.

To get us up and out in time for school, my mother would get all of our clothes for the day and put them in the dryer for a few minutes. Then she would bring them to us and we would all get dressed under the covers.

I'm sure my poor mother would have liked to have someone put her clothes in the dryer before she had to get out of bed. I know I certainly was wishing for it this morning. I guess fall is finally here and it is time to switch on the heater.