meanwhile, he has devised a brilliant new way to gauge my wellness.
me: [in the whiniest tone possible] sweetieeee...!
him: i know. i know. you're sick. do you want me to get you anything?
him: do you want something to eat?
him: do you want me to make you some tea?
him: do you want to watch something together?
him: do you want a piece of chocolate?
him: no chocolate? wow... you must really be sick.
then i pulled the covers over my head and went back to sleep for the next several hours.
the entire weekend was like that. one big blur. however, i did manage to take some photos of my latest finished object. ta da!
this is the Willow sweater by Pam Allen. it is part of her Plain & Simple collection. Willow is a relaxed, oversized sweater with an elegant simplicity that is one hundred percent me. to be honest, i want to make every single garment in that collection... except maybe that cowl/hood thing. that one is definitely not me.
i love love love the gansey-style textured motif on the top.
it is on the back too.
i made very few changes to the pattern... except...
i added a couple-few inches to the overall length, which made it slightly tunic-y (ish? esque?).
and i added pockets, because it was screaming for pockets, and i aim to satisfy.
i also split the hem at the sides, and i made the back slightly longer than the front.
oh, and i finished all of the edges with a sewn bind-off, which is always a pain in the neck, but it makes for a much more attractive edge. you can see it here on the cuff...
and on the neck...
i usually make a point of not making stuff in the same color as the sample garment, but i had a yarn that was perfect for this project, and it happened to be in a similar warm-white color. best of all, the yarn is a cotton-acrylic blend, which means that i can actually wear the thing for more than thirty seconds without breaking out in hives. madness, i know.
i started this project one day in Jultember (that being, the month whose name i no longer speak), right after having a meltdown in a drug store parking lot. said episode ended with me frantically opening a newly-purchased bottle of Pepto Bismol, and taking large gulps of it in-between the tears.
it was a rough day following an indescribably stressful week, and i had just discovered that there was a large rip straight down the center-back of my dress as we were getting out of the car to walk into said store. naturally, i remained behind, and when he asked me what i was planning on buying again, all that i could manage to say was "Pepto-Bisoml".
i casted it on as soon as we got home, and i called it the "Pepto-Bismol in the parking lot sweater" for obvious reasons.
it is living for now in one of the cubes in my recently-erected yarn storage system that was put in place to keep my stash under control.
is there still yarn in every room of our apartment? yes. yes... there is.