As predicted, I finished the mitts this evening, so Cupcake’s arms won’t go bare in the cool morning air this weekend. The first thumb would have been done at breaktime, but I waited about 3 minutes too long to start them and therefore didn’t have time to cast off completely before it was time to get back to work (yes, in training jail).
Sometime after I got home, while waiting for the pizza guy to bring dinner for me and the BC12, I finished that first thumb and wove in the end, then picked up the stitches for the 2nd mitt’s thumb. In only a few minutes of knitting (but interrupted by the arrival and dining on of the aforementioned ‘za), the second thumb was done. It only took a couple of minutes to make sure the end was woven in and the mitts were done. Ta-da!!
I got the BC12 to pose in them, so you could get the full effect of them in their intended use, if not with their intended costume. (No, I didn’t ask him to put on Cupcake’s outfit for these pics, ’cause that would have offended his pubescent machismo and, lord knows, that’s the last thing you want to do when you’re trying to get a young person to cooperate with you.)
Wanna see them/him?
Ta-da!
Pensive? No, just thinking.
Isn’t he cute? Wonder what (or who) he’s thinking about with that little smirk? And look, there’s even photographic proof of thumb there!
Wanna see another shot?
OK, if you insist.
Hmmm, how shall I pose next?
As you can see, the arm shaping worked just great, simply by changing needle sizes as I went down the length of the pre-Fetching part of the mitts. Then the cables at the wrist draw them in to be snug and nicely fitted, with no bunching or bagging.
Here’s another picture.
Not laughing, really. Not. Laughing.
That’s the “trying to look evil” look. Isn’t he sweet? (He’s not thrilled that I interpreted “evil” as “sweet”, but I’m his mom. What does he expect??)
And one last picture?
OK, if you insist.
"Don't taze me, bro!"
That’s the BC12′s caption, btw. He insisted. I wanted to call it “No more pictures, PLEASE!” I think it looks like he’s practicing for when he’s famous and has to protect himself from stalkerazzi.
For the record, that’s FO #5 for 2009.
Next up, wool socks for Cupcake, ’cause there’s always one drenching downpour during the faire’s duration, leaving unavoidable puddles that seep into Cupcake’s boots. This rain is alwys the forerunner of an arctic cold front, so the next day is frozen and windy. As wool stays warm when wet, perhaps wool socks would keep Cuppie’s feet warmer while wet than the miserable acrylic ones she’s forced to wear now. Luckily, there’s no rain predicted for this weekend, which means I should have time** to whip out a pair of simple toe-up socks (2 at at time, perhaps!) before the weather turns.
** A week ago, I’d have thought my chances pretty slim of meeting that goal, but the mitts (12,000 stitches, y’all!) took me about 12 hours (maybe less) over 5 days to complete. Socks shouldn’t take much longer than that, right?
If I’m not right, if I’m WAY underestimating the number of stitches in the average pair of socks, don’t tell me. Just let me stay here in the state of denial and, perhaps, find out the hard way. Either way, you know I’ll let you know.
Total stash yarn used since Christmas 2008: 8 skeins
