Second Part, Just Like the First

I have finished the second half of the babies and bears cardigan.  Although I probably should not call them halves.  There is still a bit of knitting to be done.
The back panel is next.  Then hood and edging all around.  Easy peasy.
Well, except for the back panel that has to be grafted to the other side.
But on the brighter, non-knitting front, I hope to soon be off dial-up and on wireless.  NCATS, the county technology services is coming to s3e if we can get a signal on Monday.  They say I should be able to get a signal, so here's hoping.  Maybe I can start blogging via laptop again, or at least with the iPad.
And now, back to knitting and NASCAR.  It is the All-star race tonight.

Brrrrr!

Even I am beginning to think it is time for a bit warmer weather.  Yeah, I know.  But yesterday's snow was a bit much for May.  And let's not even talk about last night.
With a projected "hard freeze" from the local weatherman, I was resigned to once again having no or at least few lilacs.  I love lilacs but my bush is jinxed. 
Having moved to one of the few lilac-less farms in west Michigan, I planted one early on.  The first never survived Older Son learning to drive the lawn mower.  The second has survived, despite having the same son's friends driving and parking over it.  And Hubby came very close to it while pushing back the snow from the driveway.  Several times.
And there is the Michigan springtime weather.  It was fooled last year, along with area fruit trees, by the hot March, followed by a cold April.  But this year it was loaded with buds.
Buds on the verge of popping into full bloom.
Then, last night we got down to 21.2 degrees.  Yikes.
But hopefully my lilacs may have a chance.
Hubby set up a sprinkler on it for a while last night.  We are hoping it works like the ice that can save oranges in Florida.
I'll keep you posted.

Babies, Babies and More Babies

It's a good thing that I named this my year of sweaters.  Because babies are coming fast and furious.  And they need sweaters.
The previously featured Lil Sparty Fan Wallaby was sweater number three for the year.  There will be another similar wallaby coming up for another baby.
The cabled cardigan is shown below in all the glory entitled for sweater number four.  I am quite proud of how it turned out. 
And now, before the second Lil Sparty, I have another baby to knit for.
Was it something in the water?

I Must Have Been Crazy

As my year of sweaters progresses, I had planned that any baby sweater I knit would only count as half a sweater in my tally.  That would  put my sweater count currently at 2 1/2, instead of 3.  But it is my goal, and I can change my rules, if I want.
And with my current knitting, the black project, it is causing me to rethink my counting method.
After all, I am making it in my size.  Let's just say ample.  And instead of my preferred wool or wool blend, it is cotton blend.  Sport weight, and on size 2 needles, with size one for the band; it is enough to drive me crazy. 
What was I thinking?  Pure, stark black, tiny needles.  This may take a while. Plus I will definitely need an alternative project in the knitting bag for evening knitting.  And for when I am being talked to. 
But it is pretty, and dark, and very soft.  But very slow.
So, yup.  I'm changing my rules.  For now.

A Cable Fable

Now I have read blogs where the knitter tells about discovering, several rows down, a mis-twisted cable.  And how, to my horror, they just dropped down the offending stitches to the cable, retwisted and knit back up to the rest of the stitches. 
I could not imagine doing that.  But, as you can see below, I did.
The first picture shows my four stitches dropped back five rows (and two twists). It also shows the two double-points I used to knit them back up.  (edited:  Blogger reversed the pictures.  First picture is second. Second is first.  Confused?)
And the second picture is the repaired piece.  That picture was taken while I was in recovery.
Whew.  There is a moral there somewhere.  All fables have them.  But I'm too weak to figure out what it is.