Confession is Good for the Soul
At least that's what I've heard. So I'm coming out with it. Grandma's socks are finished!
And I cast on for a pair of gloves for Mom and a baby sweater for "big brother" Jason and his wife. I figure its just practice. This way I can learn more of the mechanics before I get into making too many more. :)
Speaking of making sweaters, and as it is confession day in the Knitter Bunny household, I have never successfully made a sweater that fits me. Nope, not one. I have made several that fit other people, but I have terrible luck making one that fits me. It's as though my fingers are naturally resistant to making a sweater that I can wear.
I have yarn, yummy yarn, sitting in my stash just waiting to be made into a delicious little sweater. I'm thinking bell sleeves, a nice V-neck ('cause I'm partial to V's) and a flattering waist flair. It's Kimono Angora people, the good stuff. Like expensive stuff that I found at a really good price (I Heart Ebay). I'm almost scared to knit with it. I don't want to ruin it. I want a nice sweater, the sweater of my dreams, in this yarn that I love. Most of all though, I want it to fit me.
Phew! That's better. Any confessions you want to get out of your yarn basket?