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Stupid Short Rows

I HATE short rows!!

Well, maybe not all short rows. There may be some short rows out there that are okay, some that are sweet and kind and polite. But the short rows in Hone’s sweater-in-progress? Are sucky and rude. Super sucky and rude.

I have unpicked the short row section of this sweater no less than 4 times. I believe the problem is that this sweater is knit in the round and after wrapping stitches on both sides you then knit an entire round instead of continuing back and forth. I think this is the problem. But what do I know? My current score for knitting-sweaters-for-Hone is me:0, sweaters:3.

So these evil short rows keep leaving holes in my knitting. Holes! Big gaping holes!

Stupid short rows.

I tried and tried and tried to figure out how not to have holes. I employed the brains of my good knitting friend and googled for hours and yet, no solution could be found. Finally I just started knotting up the holes on the inside. I know! It’s bad. It’s ugly. My perfectionist self is very annoyed. When the sweater is done I am sure Hone will love it and wear it and say how awesome it is but I will be all, “Yeah, but the holes. Stupid sweater.”

Sigh.

Pretty marker.
marker

Needles.
needles

Underarm awaiting the kitchener stitch.
kitchener

Pile-o-sweater.
pile

Stupid knot.
knot

Stupid row of knots.
knots

My brain.
brain

The Boring

I thought my newly knit up scarf was pretty boring.  It was boring to knit (all garter stitch) and thinner than I planned.

BUT,  Baby D feels otherwise!

Never has he been so enthralled with something I’ve made.  He threw it around with glee and pounced on it like it was alive.  And then he sat quietly and closely examined the sparkly yarn.  If only he had been this excited about Rag Doll Dog!

Me, assuming it is boring:
boring scarf

Baby D begging to differ:
Mosaic

An Impasse

I think Sewing Machine and I are breaking up.

I am all, “Baby has outgrown his old pants!  I have to sew more.  Moooooooorrrrreeeeeee.”

Sewing Machine is all, “Whatever man, I will jam, bend your needles, and skip stitches at random.  Ha HA!”

Kim advised me to break out the big guns and serve Sewing Machine with Warranty papers.  I think she is right.

I was even driven to start seeing my old craft knitting . . .