Humulus is like potato chips, I guess

Last November, I finished up a Humulus sweater. The result was ... fine. But it wasn't what I'd envisioned, dang it. Rather than live with minor disappointment (and because the sweater was purloined by the Elder Teen once I mentioned that I'd likely not wear it), I made myself one two sizes larger.

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Yes, yes. I finished it just in time for summer, which is how most of my sweater knitting ends. But that's fine, really. I know winter will be around again -- and that Scott and I are on our way to Iceland in July, where the summer temps warrant some wooly goodness* in your suitcase just in case.


* Wooly Goodness would be a great drag name, imho.
 


Oh, hey. I knit stuff.

I know, I know. Long time, etc. General Bedlam* has kept me from writing about knitting, even though I have been. 

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This is Humulus, which I started in August and finished-finished this week. I love this pattern and this yarn.** I'm not as in-love with the size I chose to knit. It's not awful, mind, but I was thinking of sweater that was more weekend-y and slouch-y and less fitted. It's my own fault for not swatching (I know. Don't say it.) but I enjoyed the process so much that I might just knit another one more to my liking. Stay tuned.

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I do have Marty Feldman eyes. Why do you ask?

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* and his Captains Chaos and Clusterfuck

** Berroco Ultra Wool DK