Are You Ready to Ruffle

(Said in the announcer's roar a la "Are you ready to RUMBLE!")

Here's where I was last night on the Gossamer Ruffle Shawl:

gossamer mostly

And here's what it looks like right now.

ready to ruffle

What you see as the bottom edge is actually the inside 'U' in the other photo; what's on the needles is what I picked up all around the outside edge for the ruffle.

It's a pretty standard garter-stitch ruffle: on rows 1, 3, and 5, knit into the front and back of every stitch; rows 2 and 4 knit plain. Cast off.

I made the mistake of doing some math. What it comes out to is multiplying the initial number of stitches by 8 (2x2x2=8, right? Please tell me it's somehow less...). And then I made a second mistake. I counted how many stitches I picked up. 220. (Or so -- it's not like I need to be accurate.) And then I made the biggest mistake of all. I figured out how many stitches there will be by the time I bind off. 220x8=1760. One thousand, seven hundred and sixty stitches. This is Not Cool. Well, ok, it's the only saving grace of the shawl, which is otherwise pretty boring... but yikes. I'll see you in, um, several weeks.

At least my new socks will be keeping me company.

paradedone1

Comments

Sarah said…
muhahahaa, muhahaha! I mean, oh, I'm sorry about that thousand-plus round. Without schoolwork, you'll need something to make you insane.
9:12 PM
Dove Knits said…
Ha, I don't envy you! Lesson learned? Never count.

Those are some nice socks, though.
10:47 PM
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