Do you remember this knit? I blogged more about it here.
Well, I frogged it. This was a bit heart breaking for me. I loved this sweater. The thing is, it just grew and grew. I wore it three times, and the final time I wore it, I could not even take a step without it falling off my shoulders. I worked so hard on this. There was no way I was just going to let it sit in my closet.
When I first told my sister what I was going to do, she gasped. A big one. After I tried it on for her, she agreed right away, it was too big. Beyond repair really.
Saturday night after the kids were in bed, Frank and I sat down with a big plate of nachos and a bag of cadbury mini eggs (um, yum) and began ripping.
I cast on for this that very same night. Isn't it to die for? I always love to see what Hilary is knitting.