I mean, I DID cast it on, and I even got the cuff knitted. But Hubs gave me an overlocker for Christmas, and for some reason I got it in my head that I needed to make him a pair of boxers. I bought fabric like a year ago, with the intention of using it for boxers for him. It's got piranhas. PIRANHAS. Every guy needs a pair of piranha boxers.
So. Voila. Piranha boxers.
I used the free pattern, Darcy Boxer Shorts, from Measure Twice Cut Once. Pretty straight forward pattern. I had some confusion over how to install the fly, but I figured it was one of those "sit down, shut up, do as you're told" moments, so I sat down, shut up, and just DID the thing, figuring it would make sense once it was done. It did.
Anyway, I mentioned that Hubs gave me an overlocker for Christmas. He gave me the Brother 1034d. I had started to make a pair of Scrundies for Kiddo The Second as a way to try it out, but it messed up on the waistband, so I hadn't touched it in a few days. (I say it messed up, we all know it was probably actually me that messed up. But I'm still gonna blame it on the machine.) I sewed the boxers almost completely on the overlocker, and it WORKED. Like magic.
There was one seam where the threads in the needles broke, so I had to re-thread the needles, and I didn't thread them through the tension discs properly, so that seam was wonky, but I was able to undo it and re-thread it (with the help of my handy dandy instruction manual), and whaddya know, it was PERFECT.
For Week 2, I didn't actually complete a handmade garment. Does that mean my handmade wardrobe didn't increase in size? No, no it does not. I met a friend through a Facebook knitting group several years ago; one of those "where is everyone located?" threads that pops up every week or so, because there's a few thousand people in the group so someone always thinks it's a new idea. ANYWAY. She posted that she was in a particular county in England, and I said, Hey, ME TOO. Then she said she lived between X town and Y town, and I said, NO SHIT, ME TOO. Then I private messaged her and said I lived in MyTown and she said Awesome, I live in OtherTown like 10 minutes away, so we got together for coffee and I have been bugging her to make me socks ever since. Totally 100% as a joke. Well, 90% as a joke. OKAY FINE LIKE 50% a joke. Anyway, she actually did make me a pair of fantastic socks as a Christmas present, AND she gave me three pairs of socks she had knit for herself but have since shrunk in the wash, since my feet are ever so slightly two sizes smaller than hers.
(There will be photos, I am experiencing technical difficulties.)
Kiddo The First is in the process of developing her own sense of style, and has bemoaned the fact that she can't find clothes she likes, in her size, that Hubs and I will actually let her wear, in stores. She was complaining to me about this very fact after failing to find anything she wanted to buy at the thrift shop...and I looked at her, and said, Kiddo...look at your feet, what are you wearing? "Socks you made..." What shirt did you wear yesterday? "That blue one you made for me..." What is your sister wearing? "Leggings you made for her..." Soooo, Honeybun, if you can't find what you like in a store, what should your next step be? "I dunno..." How about tell me what it is you're looking for, and I'll make it for you? Or I'll teach you how to make it yourself. "OH!" Sheesh. I spend about 90% of my free time making stuff, and it still doesn't occur to her that I am willing and able to make clothes for her. To her taste.
On Tuesday, she has a mufti day (non-uniform day for all my American fans. No, I don't know what mufti means, no, no one else does either. It's a made up word.) Her house earned the most house points last term (She's a Hufflepuff!), so she's allowed to wear non-uniform clothes, but it has to be in the house color - purple. I informed her she has 2 purple shirts she could wear, and if she wants a NEW shirt, I am willing to make her one, but not buy her one. I have some fabric I bought on clearance several months ago - it's a really soft sweater knit, in this horrible beige color. Like, picture the blandest, ugliest beige - it's that color. Enter Dylon dyes! We're going to attempt to dye it purple after I've sewn up a shirt out of it. She wants a turtleneck shirt with short sleeves. I was going to adapt a cowl neck pattern, but then I realized I have Neenah in my pattern library, and it's way easier to shorten a dress into a top than it is to rework a cowl neck into a turtleneck, and I'm all about being easy and lazy. So I'll get that sewn up tomorrow. We're going to attempt Shibori dying - I keep saying "attempt" with regards to the dyeing, because I have no idea what the fiber content of the fabric is, so I have no idea if it will dye or not. It's gonna be an adventure!!
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