tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2653661798316401826.post1772309524241332844..comments2023-05-02T03:34:10.042-04:00Comments on Learner's Per-knit . . . A Learning-to-Knit Saga: the let down . . .Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04061274099171826005noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2653661798316401826.post-57703349618469949302007-09-05T03:26:00.000-04:002007-09-05T03:26:00.000-04:00Bummer! That really bites, but we all have to lea...Bummer! That really bites, but we all have to learn the lesson the hard way. I just went back to the SNB book tonight to remind myself not to rush out and knit up the cute sweater I saw that would be perfect for my sister...I know how that will turn out.<BR/><BR/>But some people do get it. For an example, see http://www.knitsisters.com/2007/09/03/heres_how/Clumsy Knitterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17447035795621048079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2653661798316401826.post-58985404343970669822007-09-04T16:52:00.000-04:002007-09-04T16:52:00.000-04:00Oh, how disappointing! That happened with me when...Oh, how disappointing! That happened with me when I knitted Anouk (from knitty) for my friend Meg's little girl. I got a "thank you, it's lovely" from Meg, and much more meaningful praise from my friend A., who also knits, and totally understood the agony of a jagged neckline. You're right - it's exactly as if I bought a dress off the rack and gave it to her. <BR/>Hopefully when your Dad wears the socks, he'll understand how awesome handknit socks can be.ameshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15654294869219763603noreply@blogger.com