Return of the Knitting

In keeping with the spirit of Christmas crafting (and my insanity before moving to London) I've cracked down and started my Dad's sweater. A few years ago I knit him a heavy Lopi sweater that he now only wears when he is shoveling snow because it is so warm. Last year was a blue aran sweater, and this year I'm going for some more classic colorwork. Telemark wool from knitpicks, and some dreadful needles from my knitting bag are all aiding in what is turning into the project of the century.

This year's sweater is from Drops Design. This is the first sweater I've knit from them, and so far it seems to be going smoothly. There were a few minor errors, but honestly I'm using it more as a jumping off point than a concrete pattern. It will also being the first time I steek!

"Crack down!" you say, "but it's only October! Why the rush?" Well, let me tell you, for some reason this sweater has created a warp in the time/space continuum. I knit and knit, watch episodes of Veronica Mars and Grey's Anatomy, and knit and knit. In the end I still only have 3 measly inches, 2 of which are going to be sewn up into the turned hem, and are thus plain stockinette. Why is it taking so long! I just don't know. So, I am knitting a little bit each day. Maybe just a few (dreadfully long) rows, maybe an inch. That way I have about the same chance of a snowflake in hell of finishing it. Phew.

Also, I ordered LOTS of yarn from knitpicks. But since I'm in the UK, it has to be shipped first to my house in Chicago and then to New Cross. I figure by the time it gets here I'll have enough done on my dad's sweater not to feel horribly guilty. Maybe.