Sugar needed a new, warm, knitted cap.
So I showed him a design I made using Elizabeth Zimmerman’s decrease system for the crown, and he didn’t like it. The swirly-looking top was too girly for him.
I made up another decrease system, and the cap looked like a medieval helmet. Yes, that’s right, because gray is the color he chose, and the top of the cap was slightly pointed-ish.
So I found this design on the Yarn Harlot’s website, and I knitted it in variegated greens, because he likes greens. That served him well, but then he wanted another one. Oh, yes, in gray.
He’s becoming quite the manly expert in choosing yarns. He knows that only non-superwash wools will felt, after multiple times helping me chose yarn for a felting project, and I would reject his choice, saying, “It’s not wool. It’s acrylic. Won’t felt.”
Imagine my amusement one day at the yarn display when he picked up a skein, looked at the label, and said, “That’s acrylic. That’s no good.” and tossed it back into the bin. He not only listened, he remembered, and he repeated at the appropriate time.
Sugar likes the color gray. He also likes blue and green, but he would like a yarn that is green, blue, and gray, which is nigh unto impossible to find. Someday, someday, I might have the skills to make his wish come true, but for now, let’s remember that I’m dyeing yarn in a pasta pan.
So he chose a fisherman wool in gray and white. I knitted along with no problem and produced a new cap. There was a bit of yarn left over, not an enormous amount, but several yards, which I hate. I hate leftover yarn. I want to use it all up.
He washed the cap. The next time I saw him, he clapped the cap on his head, and he looked a little bit like an acorn looks. The acorn cap fits but it looks a little too small, too short.
What if I had used all the yarn up? Maybe the cap wouldn’t have been a tad bit too short, because, let’s face it, caps are going to be washed.
I decided to knit another cap, this time starting from the top and knitting until I ran out of yarn. I reversed Elizabeth Zimmerman’s 7-section decrease, and I cast on 7 stitches, joined these 7 stitches in a circle, proceeded to knit, and completely boogered up the increasing part.
I unknit, I reknit, I unknit at least 10 times. I knew that the trouble was with the operator, not the equipment, and I gnashed my teeth and tore at my hair a bit every stinkin’ time I ripped it apart to simple yarn. Cursed a bit, too, I did.
Finally, I got it so, so right that even I was satisfied, and I produced a hat over the course of a few days. I used almost every bit of yarn. I even did higher math to figure out how much yarn I needed to knit 20 stitches, and multiplied that number by 6, because there’s 120 stitches on the needes, and measured that amount of yardage back from the end of the yarn, added a yard as an insurance policy, and marked the place, so that I knew when I absolutely had to start binding off. Confused? Welcome to my world.
I *LIKE* it!