February Fixin’
How did Alison know that my fix it pile was growing out of control?
Last night, I gathered my pile, sorted, prioritized and assembled the necessary tools.
The Knitters Book of Finishing Techniques by Nancie M. Wiseman , a set of double pointed needles, buttons, extra yarn and my Chibi needles.
I started with this:
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First, the neck warmer: My goal was to remove the diaper pin holding the neck closed, add some button holes, and secure the buttons. I started by picking up the side stitches and working one row of an I-Cord button hole. I repeated the process on the other side, only first threading the buttons through the yarn like beads, then inserting them where I would have made a buttonhole on the other side. For the hat, I made a flower (ala Folly) and inserted the ribbon through and then tied the bow and trimmed the edges. Unfortunately, you can’t see it very well in the picture I took, but believe me, it adds structure to the hat, and the bow and looks fantastic.
Here is the neck warmer:
Not a huge amount of knitting done, but just enough fixing to make the hat and neckwarmer usefull for the rest of winter.
Next up? Buttons & buttonholes for the second neckwarmer I made:
This one is less pressing, as it doesn’t fit me and I don’t have the perfect buttons or the perfect person in mind to gift it to.
The big project left to tackle is the purple sweater I’ve been working on for some time now. I am going to rip it back, wash all the yarn, roll it back up and wait - wait for next fall. It is part of my new plan ~ I’m calling it “Breaking Up With F.R.E.D.” Here is my tease:
Breaking up with F.R.E.D. (food/relationship/emotional/dysfunction). A few weeks ago, I had an epiphany. I was doing some real soul searching about my weight and eating habits, I had come to the conclusion that conventional dieting was actually making me worse, not better. I knew there had to be some way out of the mess I created for myself, and while folding laundry one night, it came to me - I had to break up with food - I vividly remembered the decision I came to 10 years ago when I had to break up with a long time boyfriend/fiance. It was a horrible emotion to experience, but I knew that it was a decision that would free me to be a better me at the time. When I made the realization about food, the same emotion swept over me and I knew I was on the right tract.
But how does one break up with food? Well, I didn’t break up with Men, I just broke up with one man. And I wasn’t giving up food, I like food - all kinds of food, but I’d boxed myself into this weird duality where I was eating bad food to keep myself from feeling punished. (People without food issues look at me like I’m crazy when I try to explain this whereas people with food issues look like they’ve had a light go off in their brains. )
Without dwelling on my weird psychological breakthrough, I can tell you that the decision has been fantastic - I’m falling in love with food again in a healthy way and I can actually imagine a leaner, fitter me without being over come with fear about the steps I need to get there.
So I thought I’d begin working on a project to celebrate that discovery, a project that will be waiting for me next winter to celebrate my achievements. I’m testing out the cable pattern above with the yarn in hopes that I can work my way through Rouge without the need to upsize or modify. Just knit the pattern as is and enjoy!
3. February, 2005 at 11:45
Amy,
BTW, I got the pictures — they look great — I’ll be in touch
mg
3. February, 2005 at 23:01
Thanks for your comment! I poked around a bit on your site and like it a lot! I’ll definitely be back - I might need to commiserate…you know…
4. February, 2005 at 20:23
oOOH…Love those neckwarmers and hat. Are you going to break up with just one food. I would like to have it out with cookies and diet soda. I don’t mean to joke. I think it sounds like a great plan Amy. Please let us know how it goes. You know, when we lived in Hingham, I saw a Spiritual Nutritionist in Cohasset. He was actually pretty helpful…
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