Ta-da!

I give you... finished minisweater! I finished the second sleeve & the seaming last night. Many an end has been woven in, I tell ya. There's been some major surgery performed as well, as the armhole stitches all went gaping mad as they were being held by waste yarn--I had to sew them up or else have some pretty serious ventilation going on (maybe that wouldn't have been such a bad thing.) I'm afraid I did do a pretty horrible job of the seaming--hopefully no one will notice. They shouldn't, unless there's some knitterly behaviour I've yet to notice, where decent & respectable ladies ask you to show them your pits. "Hmmm, d'you knit that? Alright girl, hands up!"



My Knitpicks yarn didn't come in for the long weekend as I hoped it would, so I could play with Kool-Aid. (Gotta practice--the way things are now, you would do well to wish I won't be your Dye-O-Rama swap partner. You will sign up anyway, won't you?) But it's been a good knitting weekend anyway--I cast on for the ballet t-shirt from Teva Durham' Loop-d-Loop. It's a dead-easy pattern form a book with gorgeous, real complex stuff (short-row fair-isle, anyone?), along with fairly strange model hairdos. Anyhoo, I think this is just great, cause when I'm done I can say, oh-so-casually, "Teva Durham? Oh yeah, I've knit her." A real soothing knit, soft fat yarn on fat plastic needles. Yarn's the same as the one I used for Bobblicious. Some day soon I'll post the story on that yarn. I promise.





There were also some yarn purchases. Two balls of Circulo Anne black mercerized cotton for Orangina, and three skeins of Brown Sheep Cotton Fleece in Obscure Teal that are just screaming to be made into a circular shrug. I've been up and down the 'net and all around my LYS trying to find some black cotton yarn for Orangina, without success. Either too pricey, discontinued, not available. I had finally resigned myself to use Bernat Sox, thinking that by sheer force of will I could keep the acrylic from melting on me during my SIL's wedding in Central Texas in August. Fortunately for all, we won't have to find out whether I can pull it off, since when I went to pick up the Fleece I found these here balls... and cheap, eight-fifty each. Blessed be.

I leave you with some random Easter weekend prettiness: Mr Darcy with daffodils, and anemones with tulips.