Now I know that I am not stupid, but I’m starting to wonder if maybe I’m just dumb. Because it is becoming apparent that I. Can. NOT. Count!

Exhibit the first
I finally joined the shoulders for the by now very belated birthday sweater. And realized there are six fewer stitches on each side in the front than in the back. Why yes, that is my special pointer finger there.

There was some suggestion to rescue it as is, but dh tried it on, and a boatneck just isn’t such a good thing for him. Here’s the plan: rip the front back to the neck bindoff and do it yet again.

So for a distraction, I started a hat. Like the worsted pirate hats (I made one for me in fuschia and orange here, but the kiddo wears that one and I wear the charcoal one I made for him, which actually fits me better), but I thought I’d use one of the patterns from the charts in Latvian Dreams (side note, this was the very first knitting book I bought, thinking I might make something from it… have you seen those sweaters? again, apparent that I was not thinking well about this).

I counted the rows on the charcoal hat, and knowing I had 31, I found a chart I liked, messed with it a bit, and started knitting. I’m nowhere near the end of the chart, and I’m very clearly at the point where I should start decreasing the crown. Huh? So I counted the charcoal hat again, 26 rows.

Exhibit the second
At least it isn’t the color of mud… I actually am not so grieved about ripping this back a bit. The odd striping will be inside. I started with a small ball of fuschia, and it’s a different dyelot than the rest, thought the orange would hide that. And also the odd stripes might amuse me.

Sid came over again, he’s using his foot even more!
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Gracie, Sid and to the right Zuzu

We tried to get all three of them in one spot to take a group pic. Nope. The hair on Sid’s right leg is still growing in from where he was shaved. He’s pretty funny looking!

So the other wonderful ‘D’ last night (or more correctly in the wee hours of this morning) was drip drip drip. Damn that ice dam!

9 Responses so far

  1. 1

    mia said,

    February 18, 2008 @ 5:44 pm

    Can I tell ya? I just “heart” you … *grin* DAMN that ice! ::laughing::

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    Chris said,

    February 18, 2008 @ 7:00 pm

    LOL – Mia has it right. Hee hee. Bummer about the sweater, though. I would’ve cursed up a storm myself.

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    kmkat said,

    February 18, 2008 @ 8:47 pm

    Counting lies, just like gauge swatches. Numbers are my business and I can’t count either.

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    Dana said,

    February 19, 2008 @ 8:05 am

    I hear ya on the counting. I have lost track so many times!

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    Sara said,

    February 19, 2008 @ 1:58 pm

    See… handled it so much better than I would have. I would have sworn a lot and then thrown it into a corner.

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    mollybee said,

    February 20, 2008 @ 10:15 am

    With cute furbabies like that, who can concentrate to count!

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    Julie said,

    February 20, 2008 @ 1:55 pm

    Oh no, we have had a bit of that D word in Clover’s nursery; Chris is on the roof today trying to do something about it. Luckily it’s a teeny tiny drip.

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    Chris H said,

    February 21, 2008 @ 7:54 pm

    I have serious countitis, too. It’s why the mojority of the lace projects I’ve ever started are accumulating in the nooks and crannies around here. And when I count something three times and get three different numbers, then I KNOW it’s time for a break! LOL

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    Jennifer said,

    February 29, 2008 @ 12:15 pm

    I’m so glad that Sid is doing better. I feel for you on the counting dilemma. That has happened to me so many times.

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