Yes, we CAN eat those . . .

Part of the reason I’ve slacked on my knitting quite a bit this year is because I spend a lot of time in the Diabetes On-Line Community (or D-OC).  Just like with knitting, it’s incredible to interact with a group of people who “get it”and know exactly where you are coming from.  (And we talk about “needles” in the D-OC too, although unfortunately we don’t use them for knitting.)

When one of my dear D-OC friends mentioned that her blood glucose meter was missing, I offered to send her one I had but never use.  You see, it was included when I received my insulin pump, but I prefer to use my old meter instead.

How does this story tie in with knitting?  Well, sending her the meter spurred me to finish up a little surprise I had been working on for this friend . . . um, since July.  (Yes, yes, I know, I really need to get my knitting mojo back.)

Cupcake from One Skein by Leigh Radford

Cast on: July 2010

Completed: December 2010

Yarn: Misc. from stash

Yes, it’s a cupcake.  For a diabetic.  Because cupcakes are quite a hit in the D-OC, with long debates over where to get the best ones (maybe Crumbs or Magnolia?).  And before you call us a bunch of “bad diabetics'” it’s important for you to understand that it is a misconception that people with Type 1 diabetes can’t have anything with sugar.  (We also didn’t get diabetes from eating sugar, but that a whole other rant.)  In fact, most of us find our blood sugar remains more stable after a cupcake than it does after an order of French Fries.  Sugar raises our blood sugar, yes, but so does fruit and bread and any carbohydrate.  Gone are the days of restrictive diets and taboos.  Now it’s all about understanding what foods do to our blood sugar and dosing our insulin accordingly.

So yes, we CAN eat those cupcakes . . . . except the ones that are made from yarn.

Fall Fiber Fests in Pictures, Part 3

Are you tired of the parade of yarn yet?  I hope not, because this year a new fiber festival started near me, The Fiber Festival of New England.  So of course, I had to be supportive and check it out.  And yes, maybe a few skeins followed me home . . .

Aisling Yarns Merino Superwash in The Green Mile

Mistralee Farm Studio Prime Alpaca in Chocolate

As you can see, I had much less money more self-control at this last fiber festival.  But I couldn't resist these two beauties.

Phew!  With that, you are completely up to date on my ever expanding stash.  Except, of course, the yarn Santa left under my tree . . .

Fall Fiber Fests in Pictures, Part 2

Welcome back to “This Girl Has Way Too Much Yarn”.  Today, we’ll take a look at what followed me home from Stitches East!!

Conjoined Creations Flat Feet

The Sanguine Gryphon Little Traveller in Rojas

Miss Babs Yummy Superwash in Forest Afternoon

Blue Moon Fiber Arts Socks that Rock Heavyweight in Jasper (already on the needles - go me!)

Blue Moon Fiber Arts Socks that Rock Lightweight in Strange Brew

Blue Moon Fiber Arts Socks that Rock Mediumweight in Briar Rose

Isn’t it funny that I swore I wouldn’t buy any sock yarn (because I have more than I could ever knit) and then it turned out sock yarn was all I bought?  Willpower?  What is this thing you call “willpower”??

Fall Fiber Fests in Pictures, Part 1

I never did get around to blogging about the Fiber Festivals I attended this fall.  So since time is short with all of the holiday bustle going on, I figured I’ll catch us up on them with a barrage of pictures.  Because really, all anyone wants is to see the pretty loot, right?

First up is Rhinebeck!!

The entire haul of goodness!!

Fiber Optic Foot Notes in Passion

Crystal Place Mini Mochi -sooooo soft!

A great kit containing a sock pattern, a skein of Noro Silk Garden and a basket!

Grey wool from Wild Apple Hill Farms to knit Stilwell . . .

and some Natural for the contrast.

Gnomespun Yarn Phouka in Mountain Trails.

All this new stash should keep me busy for quite a while, no?  And we still have Part 2 and Part 3 to go!!

Ketchup . . .

Well, it seems we are long over-due for some ketchup catch-up.  Although I suppose you don’t relish the fact that this post is peppered with lame little puns.

As you mayo may not know, I’ve been buying much more yarn than I’ve been knitting lately.  But at least I have finished one project.

I started these in August so I could complete a quick pair of socks for the Sock a Month knit-along.  The fact that they ended up taking me three months to knit really rubbed salt into my knitting wounds!

Little Pansy Socks (pattern is my own)
Cast On: August 2010
Completed: 14 November 2010
Yarn: Cascade Yarns Fixation Spray Dyed/Effects
Needles: US 4 (3.5 mm) DPNs

Now that this honey of a project is off the needles, I can move on to knitting some of the new yarns I bought at the fall fiber festivals.  But don’t worry, we can ketchup on those in another post. 

Story of a Sweater

One day, Knitty caused a break in my sanity.  Somehow, I convinced myself I could knit this sweater in two weeks and wear it to Rhinebeck.

Next thing you know, I was hit with a bad cold.  And that, my friends, was very very good.  Because after two days on the couch I had this.



The sweater body was pretty.  So so pretty.  But a little voice inside my head was trying to speak.  Ah, but we all know it’s never good to listen to the voices in your head, right?  I kept on knitting.  I knit the first sleeve.  I started the second sleeve.  It was very tiring work.


Well, it was tiring to K.C., who found it very difficult to watch yards and yards of pretty yarn running from the yarn cake and not be allowed to chew on it!!

And suddenly, I wasn’t knitting.  The second sleeve was only half done as Rhinebeck came and went.   I told myself it was fine, I’d finish the sweater up and wear it to Stiches East.  But still there was no knitting.  I just had no desire to work on the pretty sweater.  So I finally listened to the voices in my head . . . . and this is what they were telling me:

“Girl, it’s not working.  Your swatch lied.  There is no way on Earth that sweater is going to fit you.  Frog it already.  It didn’t take that long to knit - so frog the darn thing and re-knit it in the next size up.  Get out of denial and listen up!!!”

 And now that pretty sweater is nothing but a few newly wound cakes of yarn.  *sigh*

The End.

No D Day

Today is No D Day in the Diabetes On-Line Community.  What is No D Day?  It’s a day where we don’t blog about diabetes, we don’t Tweet about diabetes, we don’t put anything about diabetes on Facebook.  We still count our carbs and test our blood and take our meds . . . . we still do everything in “real life” that we need to do . . . . but in our on-line world we focus on all of the other aspects of our life besides diabetes.  Since this blog has been a quiet this week, I thought you might enjoy reading my No D Day post here . . .

The Power of Twins

I believe there are things in the world we don’t quite understand.  To some extent, I believe in spirits and psychics and energies that have no explanation.  (Although I also believe many cases are pure flim-flam.)  My mom is not much of a believer in these things, but there is one we both agree on.  And that is the power of twins.  The “other-worldly” connection twins have that defy any reasonable explanation.

You see, my father is a twin.  Uncle J, my godfather, is my Dad’s twin brother.  My mom tells me that long ago, when I was very little or perhaps before I was born, my dad caught a terrible flu and came home from work early for the first time since she had known him.  That afternoon, my uncle called to see how my dad was feeling.  Mom asked who told him my dad was sick.  Uncle J said nobody told him, he just had a feeling and knew he should call to check on his brother.  ** cue Twilight Zone music **

The instance that really convinced me of the power of twins happened a few years back.  You see, Uncle J had been diagnosed with cancer and had a tough surgery coming up.  A few weeks before the surgery, Dad came down with what seemed to be a terrible cold.  He got worse and worse and worse, until he finally went to his doctor.  She immediately called an ambulance and rushed him to the hospital.

Tests confirmed there was some kind of virus that had attacked the fluid around his heart.  The problem was, the doctors couldn’t figure out what the virus was.  They ran test after test and tried treatment after treatment - just like an episode of House.  We didn't find out until later just how serious things were and just how dire the situation was.

A week went by, with Dad in the hospital getting worse and no answers to be found.  The day came for Uncle J to have his surgery.  It took hours longer than the doctors had expected, but in the end it was a success.

As soon as Uncle J was out of surgery and starting to recover, my dad started to recover too.  The doctors couldn’t figure out what caused the sudden improvement.  They continued to test and test until the insurance companies balked at keeping Dad in the hospital since he no longer needed to be there.  In the end, the doctors had to admit they would never know what virus had attacked his heart.  They also admitted they would never know which medication had healed him.

A few weeks later, Dad suddenly got sick again.  This time, he went straight to the ER and was admitted.  They believe it was a reaction to one of the medications he was being weaned off of.  That evening, we found out Uncle J had also been admitted back into the hospital that day.  It seems a sponge was left in his body during his operation and they had to do emergency surgery to remove it.  Two days later, Dad and Uncle J were both better and were both released from the hospital on the same day.

I know doubters will laugh at me and say that this story is just a bunch of coincidences.  But I disagree with my whole heart.  I know for sure, with every fiber of my being, that what happened is an example of the connection twins have that we just don’t understand.

Y@rn P0rn Friday . . . Discontinued Edition

Is it unfair to feature a discontinued yarn on Y@rn P0rn Friday?  If it is, then I’ll apologize in advance.  But I’m doing it anyway.  I received this pretty yarn years ago as a gift from Keohinani in Hawaii.  (Unfortunately, I don’t think she blogs anymore.)

Sorry for the dark picture, we've had very little sunshine here this week.

Zen Yarn Garden Merino Sock in the colorway Tuxedo Royale.  Although this yarn isn’t available anymore there are plenty of other pretty Zen Yarn Garden yarns to choose from!



The colors of this yarn remind me so much of a pink and gray phase I went through in Junior High or High School.  I vividly remember my favorite outfit.  Gray corduroy pants, a light pink button down shirt with 3/4 sleeves, and a pink and gray argyle vest in the exact colors of this yarn.



Too bad I don’t still have that pink and gray outfit . . . . because now I could knit some snazzy socks to go with it!

Bruised by not Broken . . .

Last week I posted about knitting taking revenge on me.  Apparently, it wasn’t done.

This week has brought cold, rainy weather.  That in turn brought a strong urge to pull out my Hemlock Ring Blanket.  I settled in front of the T.V and consulted the chart.  I noted that the lace repeat included 14 k1, yo repeats.  Then I proceeded to knit 12 k1, yo repeats . . . over and over . . . until I had almost reached the end of the row.  And then I cursed.  A lot.



But then, I tinked.  A lot.  And knit the proper 14 k1, yo repeats . . . over and over.  And I finished that row.  And the four stockinette rows that followed.  And then I knit another lace row.  And some more stockinette.

Take that, Knitting!!  You may have beaten me up quite a bit.  But you haven’t broken me!!

Y@rn P0rn Friday . . . Stitch n Pitch Edition

It’s been quite a while since I’ve done Y@rn P0rn Friday.  Since projects haven’t exactly been flying off  my needles and onto my blog, I’m thinking Y@rn P0rn will 1) give me something to post about and B) help inspire me to knit up some of those lovely yarns in my OMGsoFlippinHuge modest stash.

Today I’m taking the easy (lazy) way out and showcasing the yarns I received in my Stitch n Pitch goodie bag.  After all, they’re the newest yarn and therefore not buried in the recesses of my stash.  (Say, speaking of Buried, have you seen the trailers for this movie!!  Wow!!!!  Limited release in select cities today!  In theatres nationwide on Oct. 8th.  SEE IT!!  Confession time: My good friend's husband wrote the screenplay.  But it seriously looks like an amazing movie - and who wouldn’t mind seeing Ryan Reynolds on screen the whole time?)  Ahem, back to the yarn talk . . . I also needed to take pictures so I can add it to my Ravelry Stash page, making the yarn a no-brainer for YPF.

Enough chatter.  Let’s get to the P0rn!!


 Mmmmmm . . . . looking yummy.  Let’s take a closer look, shall we?


Three . . .  count ‘em . . . . THREE lovely skeins of zealana eco (yes, that does say 20% possum) in a lovely brownish purple shade named 112.  Because nothing says brownish purple like the numbers 1, 1 and 2, right?  Funny thing is the website lists color names but not numbers.  I'm guessing my skeins are boysenberry, or perhaps dark earth.


And two gorgeous hanks of AslanTrends Glaciar Del Cielo in a very pretty pinkish colorway descriptively named 2655.  Although it is also called Orchid on the web-site, which makes me happy.  I like to know actual names of my yarn colors, as opposed to the numbers.  I’m demanding like that!

So there you go.  My newest pretty yarn.  Next week, maybe I’ll highlight an older skein that’s Buried (shameless plug again!!) deep in the bowels of my stash.  Any requests??

Revenge of the Knitting . . .

I’ve come to realize that T.V. is partially to blame for my missing knitting mojo over the summer.  Or more precisely, lack of T.V. is to blame.  Sure there were a few shows on cable networks like TNT and USA that I enjoyed, but for the most part there isn’t much to watch.  So my attention gets sucked up by my computer and my hands are too busy typing to knit.

Luckily, the new Fall season is off to a start.   I’m watching my favorite returning shows and sampling some of the new ones.  And my hands are once again reaching into the WIP pile.  All is right with my world, right?

Maybe not.  I picked up a baby sweater that is pretty close to being done.  I’m on the easy lace pattern the decorates the bottom half.  I put on an hour  long drama.  And as I got to the end of the first row . . . . .



I had one extra stitch left over.  One.  Extra.  Stitch.

Upon examination, I seemed to have K2 when I should have K3, less than 40 stitches into the row.  I had to rip back almost the entire row to fix it.

My neglected knitting is pissed off over being ignored all summer long . . . . and it’s exacting it’s sweet revenge.

Everything is better with knitting . . .

Think about it.  Being on hold for 45 minutes?  Sucks.  Being on hold with your knitting project in your hands?  Cool.  Traffic at a dead stop?  The worst.  Traffic at a dead stop with a sock in progress?  Awesome, and beyond awesome if you are in the passenger seat.  Doctor running over an hour late on appointments?  Okay, okay, I’m sure you’ve caught on by now . . .

For me, baseball fits into the scenario perfectly.  Nine innings of men hitting a white ball with a wooden stick?  Boring!  Stitch n Pitch?  The best afternoon ever!

This was our third year attending our local minor league Stitch n Pitch.  Somehow it seems to get better every year.  There were plenty of knitters . . .

The stadium was kind enough to provide yarn holders with each seat.  My sock-in-progress got in on the pictures, as did the corner of my awesome SnP goodie bag!  I wonder what non-knitters use the yarn holders for?


We had a great view of B.B., the official Bluefish mascot.



Oh, and baseball.  I almost forgot about the baseball . . .



It's true, knitting makes everything better, even for this non-baseball fan.  Knitting in the sunshine while my husband enjoyed the game was the perfect way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

Perhaps a lobotomy would help . . .

I don’t know what’s been going on with me, but I can’t seem to stay knit-focused.  Heck, quite often I’m not knitting at all.  And when I do, I’m all over the place.  I’ve got so many projects going I can’t seem to keep track.  There hasn’t been any real progress on any of them.  Yet when a knit-mood strikes, I find a way to justify casting on something new.


Like a pair of ankle socks.  Because I could finish them by the end of August for Sock-A-Month.  (I didn’t - haven’t even finished the first one.)


Or a baby sweater.  Which goes fast, because babies are small.  (Yeah, right.)  I really need to get my act together on this one before the baby outgrows it and I have to start all over again.


But a dishcloth is always a good idea.  They are so useful.  And best of all, they are quick quick quick.  (You see how I seem to keep gravitating towards quick projects?  Even so, I’m getting nothing done.


And then there are all those other projects.  Things I’ve started months ago.  Things I’ve started years ago.  Things I don’t even remember.

So, what is wrong with me?  Why am I either a knit-slacker or a knit-ADDer?  And really, do you think a lobotomy would help??

What’s the weirdest thing you’ve knit with?

Since the day I went on my insulin pump, I’ve pondered one thing.  Can you knit with insulin pump tubing?  (The tubing is the “leash” that runs between me and my pump.  It’s hollow plastic and the insulin flows through it into me.)  So when my good friend Lee Ann announced Diabetes Art Day, I knew my chance had come.

For the record, you CAN knit with insulin pump tubing.  But it isn’t easy and it looks like crap.  However, it made the perfect dress embellishment for my Diabetes Art Day project, entitled “Diabetes = Human Voodoo Doll” . . .


If you click the picture, you can read some notes about the supplies I used to create my voodoo self portrait.

Invisible Illness Week Meme

Did you know that Invisible Chronic Illness Awareness Week is just a few weeks away?  This year it runs from September 13th to 19th.  I came across a post on WEGO Health about the annual meme 30 Things About My Invisible Illness You May Not Know and knew I wanted to participate.

I struggled somewhat as I filled my meme out.  Part of me wanted to type in the safe answers, the first things that popped into my head as I read each item.  But that won’t raise much awareness.  So I decided to really give each item some thought and type in the answers that were most honest.  Some may surprise you.  Some may sound overly dramatic.  Hopefully one or two will make you chuckle or nod your head in agreement or teach you something about diabetes that you don’t know. 

30 Things About My Invisible Illness You May Not Know

1. The illness I live with is: Type 1 Diabetes
2. I was diagnosed with it in the year: 1979.
3. But I had symptoms since: at least a few months before my diagnosis.
4. The biggest adjustment I’ve had to make is: realizing that sometimes, even if I do everything exactly right, my blood sugars will still go out of whack - and that this doesn’t mean I’m to blame.
5. Most people assume: I can’t eat anything with sugar in it.
6. The hardest part about mornings are: the same things that are hard all day long.  Diabetes is happy to mess with me at any time of the day or night.
7. My favorite medical TV show is: House M.D., although I suppose that doesn't count since it’s completely fictional.
8. A gadget I couldn’t live without is: literally as well as figuratively, my insulin pump.  Okay, I could live without it if I went back to multiple daily insulin injections (between 5 and 10ish injections a day), but my diabetes control would surely suffer.
9. The hardest part about nights are: getting to sleep despite the fear that my blood sugar could go low and this could be the time I’m not able to wake up and treat it . . .
10. Each day I take __ pills & vitamins. (No comments, please) I take 2 pills a day, plus iron, plus a weekly dose of Vitamin D.  I also do finger sticks to check my blood sugar 8 to 12 times a day and am connected to my insulin pump at all times except while showering.
11. Regarding alternative treatments I: get so angry at “snake oil” cure claims that do harm by spreading misinformation.  There is no cure for Type 1 diabetes.  There is no seed, oil, berry or magic potion that will make my body start producing insulin again.
12. If I had to choose between an invisible illness or visible I would choose: an invisible one - I suppose that is partially because I have no idea how it feels to live with a visible one.  I also kind of like knowing that I can chose who gets to know about my illness.
13. Regarding working and career: diabetes was a big reason why I left the stressful and unhealthy environment of my former job.  As for my future, I am hoping to find a job that will allow me to draw on my passion for Health Activism.
14. People would be surprised to know: that I feel broken and I fear being a burden to my loved ones.
15. The hardest thing to accept about my new reality has been: the realization that a cure in my lifetime is not likely.
16. Something I never thought I could do with my illness that I did was: live into my 40s and be free of complications.
17. The commercials about my illness: sometimes say “with our meter you no longer have to prick your finger for blood”.  What they don’t tell you is that you have to prick your arm instead.
18. Something I really miss doing since I was diagnosed is: just sitting down and eating.  No weighing food, no timing insulin doses, no need for a freaking math degree to calculate carb grams and insulin units.
19. It was really hard to have to give up: the notion that a low or high blood sugar means I failed.  I’m still not 100% sure I have given that up.
20. A new hobby I have taken up since my diagnosis is: knitting?  Cooking?  Gardening?  I was 11 when I was diagnosed, so there are a lot of them.  However, I have given up playing with Barbie dolls.
21. If I could have one day of feeling normal again I would: start my day off with a huge bagel, and maybe a donut.  Then I would swim and lay in the sun without worrying about my insulin pump.  I’d eat as much Mexican food as my stomach could take.  And follow it with ice cream.  I’d do this all without having to squeeze blood from my finger onto a stupid strip to see how this day has wrecked my blood sugar.
22. My illness has taught me: that I can be strong and weak at the same time.
23. Want to know a secret? One thing people say that gets under my skin is: “You’re not supposed to eat that!” Can I give you another one?  Because a close second is “My grandmother / uncle / other random relative had diabetes and went blind / had to go on dialysis / had their foot amputated.”  Really, what would make you walk up to me and say something like that? 
24. But I love it when people: ask questions because they truly want to understand my disease instead of buying into the myths about diabetes.
25. My favorite motto, scripture, quote that gets me through tough times is: It doesn’t have to be perfect; it just has to be better than it was.
26. When someone is diagnosed I’d like to tell them: you can do this.  Some days it will seem very very hard.  But some days you’ll just be on auto-pilot and everything will become a mindless routine.
27. Something that has surprised me about living with an illness is: that I’m not alone.  There is a huge community on-line who will love me and support me and know exactly what I’m going through.
28. The nicest thing someone did for me when I wasn’t feeling well was: let me know he loves me, in good times and bad.
29. I’m involved with Invisible Illness Week because: I want to do my part to spread awareness of all invisible illnesses.
30. The fact that you read this list makes me feel: a bit self-conscious but very grateful that you took the time to learn more about my illness.

Poor neglected sock . . . .

Doesn’t my sock look sad?  I can’t say that I blame her.  She’s been on the needles since May, but as you can tell, she hasn’t seen much action.  Her heel hasn’t even been turned.

She was mildly excited last weekend when she boarded a train bound to New York City and accompanied me to BlogHer.  The other WIPs languishing on my needles were so jealous because she was the chosen one.  But who is laughing now?  Neglected sock returned home having grown barely an inch.  She spend most of her trip tucked inside my purse, which was locked in the hotel room safe.

I know, I know.  It really isn’t fair for me to tease my projects like this.  They deserve better than to be left feeling unloved and unwanted.  But at least they’ve made it on to the needles.  They are fairing better than the piles and piles of skeins and balls of yarn in the craft room – wondering if they will ever feel the glory of becoming a WIP.

I keep telling myself it isn’t my fault.  That nobody can stand to knit during the blistery weather we’ve been dealing with.  But the yarn isn’t buying it . . . and frankly, neither am I.  We’ve both noticed no lack of projects, progress and FOs on our favorite knitting blogs, despite the tropical temps.

Poor neglected sock . . . I have failed you.

Plotting World Domination - Feline Style

Happy Friday!  While Karen is away at some silly conference, I'm taking advantage of the quiet time to take over the world.  (And also, to nap . . . )  I was going to get my BFF Siah in on the domination ploy, but I think that girl may have taken one too many dips into the cat-nip, if you know what I mean.  I've decided it's much better to team up with a couple of other tuxedo cats, so head on over the Tales of Rachel to see what Perl, Casey and I are cooking up!

>^..^<    ~ K.C.

5K Sundae

Yesterday Pete and I ran in our very first 5K.  The race I chose for us to start out on was called the Walnut Beach Ice Cream 5K.  (Get it??  That why the title of this post is "5K Sundae" instead of "5K Sunday".)  Every participant got a free ice cream cone - although I was disappointed to find out that the cones weren't handed out at the finish line.  Instead, we need to bring our race bibs to the creamery, where they'll give us our cones.

We've been using the Couch to 5K program to train, and just finished our last session on Friday.  So we were nervous, but we hoped we were ready.

In retrospect, I'm pretty sure we weren't.  Oh my goodness, it was HARD.  Much harder than our normal training runs.  In the end, Pete ran the whole thing without any walking breaks.  His time was 35:54 and he placed 300th out of 337 runners.  I needed to walk a few times, but I think I tended to psyche myself out and I probably didn't really need to walk as much as I did.  But I let the negative thoughts in my head convince me that I couldn't do it, and at one point I even muttered "I suck" under my breath.  In the end, I finished 322nd out of the 337 runners, with a time of 39:55.

As tough as it was, I have to admit I did okay.  My goal had been to finish somewhere between 40 and 45 minutes.  I just eked in under my goal.  And I learned some great things that I think will help me next time - such as don't listen to the doubting voices in my head.  I'm going to sign us up for a few more 5Ks through out the fall, and I'm hoping to get my finish time down to 35 minutes.

Up next is an informal 5K in Central Park on Friday in conjunction with BlogHer!  I signed up for the 6:15 am slot - which seemed like a good idea since I'm slow, but also seems like a bad idea because I'll be so tired.  I'm not really worried about meeting any time goal for this run, I just want to do it and have fun.  At least I have a cute new top to wear for the occasion!

K.C. looks like she isn't quite sure she approves.  After all, it is blatant self-promotion of my diabetes blog!

What IS that???

What on Earth could I possibly be knitting??

Well, I'd love to tell you . . . but I can't. It's a secret. I'd love to hear your guesses though!!  (And the more outlandish, the better.  Who couldn't use a good laugh??)

One secret revealed . . .

It's hard to blog when you haven't been knitting much. It's even harder to blog when you finally pick up your knitting again but are working on surprise gifts!!  Luckily, my secret knitting that got finished up in Cape May had been gifted and can now be revealed!

Looks very familiar, doesn't it?  Except it's not a February Lady Sweater . . . it's a

Baby Sweater on Two Needles from Knitter's Almanac

Cast On: 17 June 2010

Completed: 27 June 2010

Yarn: Cotton-Ease in Violet

Needles: US6 (4mm) circs

This sweater is a bit overdue.  The sweet little baby was born almost three months ago to my friend Kerri, who I've referred to before as the Yarn Harlot of diabetes blogs.  (She really is though, and you guys are the only ones who understand what that means.  I fear that diabetes bloggers think I'm making some kind of derogatory statement instead of paying a high compliment.  Poor non-knitters.)

I found the perfect buttons at the yarn shop in Cape May. Aren't they sweet?

Oh how I love this pattern.  I decided knit the sleeves in the round, just like the adult version . . . so yay, no seaming!! And the baby version goes much quicker than the adult one!  It seems SO small though.  I fear the little baby has outgrown it before I even got it in the mail.  Are babies really this tiny?

And now, I'm back to secret knitting.  Looks like I'm going to have to figure out some creative ways to blog over the next few weeks.