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Today is my mum’s 50th birthday. If you are a long time reader you may have noticed my mom requesting every single sweater I have ever made in her size, without fail. So, I took a sweater I was going to make for myself and I made it for her instead.
This is the Katherine Hepburn Cardigan from Lace Style using Louet Gems Sport Weight in Willow.
She swears it fits perfectly, which is a miracle since she has yet to ever give me her measurements. She also promised to send a modelled picture but I’m still waiting for one of her wearing her uniform top so I won’t hold my breath.
The only modification I made was to add the v-neck because I thought it might be more flattering and I was concerned about running out of yarn, although I still had a good hunk of a hank left.
And with that my knitting has ground to a halt. I crawl home from work and collapse on the couch in front of Seinfeld repeats to wake up hours later in a puddle of my drool. It’s a glamorous life.
The weekend is here and for 48 hours I’m living the good life goshdarnit. I might even knit a little.
I do have a couple of projects yet to share. The first is a hat for Chris’s mom’s birthday.
I finished this over a month before we had to mail it so don’t ask me why I settled for only one, slightly creepy, photo.
Anyway, Chris’s mum had requested an Interwoven hat in pink (I used Brown Sheep Cotton Fleece in Prairie Rose) months ago so I finally whipped one up just in time for us to have our first heat wave, which, thankfully Southern Ontario had at a normal time of year. She reports that she really likes it which is always nice. Now I’m going to pretend it’s not 35 degrees outside so I can knit me some socks. Happy weekend!
I just wanted to stop by and thank everyone for their super sweet comments about the new job. I would come home tired and stressed and when I saw them in my inbox it would perk me right up.
I would love to say that I made the transition from lying around watching American Justice and painting my nails to getting up to a shrieking alarm and spending my day trying to locate a safety vest, pleading with students to give me a sign that they’re still breathing and shoving cold cafeteria fries in my mouth gracefully but mostly I’ve been a big whiny nerveball.
But now it’s the long weekend and Bowie’s finally getting a little exercise, some deadline knitting is getting a little attention and my teaching replay dreams are getting shorter every night. Yesterday marked ten years since Chris and I met and we were actually able to drive to a nicer town and have dinner followed by ice cream and a lovely walk because we had both acted like responsible adults all week and had gotten out of bed to go to a job.
I promise I won’t be a stranger and I hope you won’t be one either.