The Knitting Pure & Simple Weekend Pullover in Rowan Big Wool. Fini. I finished it during Turkey Day vacation but just now showing you the results. I was going to wear it as-is to a lunch with Cyndi but chickened out. It wasn't perfect; there's some laddering going on with the neck (drat those huge size 17 DPNs) and just general funky wacko impatient stitching. Cyndi convinced me to block the sweater. Gasp. No, no, I said! I am afraid!! She told me to be bold. Blocking is my friend.
Here it is, laying in a lonely way on the guest bed. It swam in my tub for about half an hour. I watched it turn a beautiful saturated sky blue as it absorbed water. Then the scary part - I pulled it out of the water, sopping and limp like a half dead kitty. When I rolled it up in towels I was convinced I had ruined it. As I reshaped it on the bed I kept thinking, "What have I done?" But now...now, it looks much better. Whew!
I've been feeling a bit blah. Blah this, blah that. No oomph or flair or zowies. Everything is just, you know, yadda yadda. It shows up in my photos. Blah.