Really, knitting is not supposed to be frustrating, right? I don't know what it is with me and these lace patterns that I drool over, try, then get so angry I want to poke at my eyes with the knitting needles.
Not a good feeling.
I was so determined to do this sweater, ripping back, oh, maybe a zillion times, almost in tears. The gull lace pattern is very, very simple. The problem is I am just not experienced enough to tell where I have made a mistake, and I make lots, and lots of them. I kept ripping back a whole row, starting over, only to find out the mistake was in the row above.
So, no Lady sweater for me. Knitting is supposed to be relaxing and soothing, not something that makes me want to throw myself on the floor every time I make a mistake.
I love this yarn, so I will keep knitting, using the same shape as the Lady sweater, with no lace.
P.S. Is anyone loving the Olympics as much as I am? I have not enjoyed it so much since 1984. My sister and I would watch Mary Lou Retton every night in our room. We had a little black and white T.V. and my mom would let us eat goldfish crackers....in bed. Oh, those were the days!
Maybe it is so enjoying because Mr. Phelps is so darn cute when he gets all wound up....maybe.