Off the cuff remarks
Tuesday October 26th 2010, 11:31 pm
Filed under: Friends,Knit

One of the things about being around old friends you haven’t seen in a long time is that you get to learn more about them–and you also tend to learn more about yourself.

When I drove down to Pacific Grove three weeks ago, it was right at the beginning of cooler weather and I knew  Monterey Bay is always a tad chilly anyway; I put my favorite silk jacket (picture if you scroll down here, under Karin‘s yarn) over my blouse on my way out the door.

I have short arms. Sleeves tend to ride down partway over my hands if a blouse otherwise fits.  Get the petite size, it’ll be too short elsewhere; I just plain have short arms.

And as a knitter, that bugs me: the cuff edges bump against my knitting, they catch on my stitches, they catch at my project when I go to turn it around at the end of a row–and there’s also the problem that, as a sun-sensitive lupus patient, I’m supposed to wear finely-woven long sleeves all the time. They’re part of my cage.

I’ve gotten in the habit of folding the cuffs back. Poof, end of problem. And a little bit of defiance of disease.

Visiting with the B’s, one layer of cuffs I could ignore. Two, and when not yet used to cold-weather clothes for the season–I kept absent-mindedly trying to fold both layers back off my wrists, the heavy jacket ones flopping back down repeatedly.

Looking back, it probably looked pretty silly. Unhand me, you silk you!

I thought of that today in a cold house with two layers of long sleeves on again, bugging me, and just too cold to roll them up. I finally realized it was keeping me from finishing that sweater. Well then. I went and did my treadmill time, got warmed up, got the cuffs properly out of my way, and voila. One baby sweater.

Except the button. I need me a good, round, safe for little fingers, dragon-looking button to top it off.

I know, I know, pictures. When it’s not so late.

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Hooray! I know I’m not the only one who has found some adorable buttons at JoAnn Fabrics…

Comment by Channon 10.27.10 @ 6:29 am

I’d gladly give you a few inches of my arms; I have long arms, and the family joke is that I swing from tree to tree.

I can’t wait to see the sweater. 🙂

Comment by Patricia Day 10.27.10 @ 6:45 am

I see a warm sweater in your future, one with arms that fit! Right after you finish all the baby knitting.

Comment by Sherry in Idaho 10.27.10 @ 7:41 am

I have a nephew who, for his size, has short legs. He ought to be over 6 feet tall, but he tops out as about 5/11. Ms Shortarms, meet Mr. Shortlegs.

Comment by Don Meyer 10.27.10 @ 9:22 am

Kinda know the feeling I am 5’3″ and have to buy petites, especially pants, My hubby is 6’1″ and has the same inseam I do 29″ he has a very long torso.
I know about being light sensitive , some of my meds require me to avoid direct sunlight, and being a chronic migraine suffer, I have a sensitivity to light anyway. Thank heavens for transition lenses. today the temp here is 52 degrees and very windy. Sweater weather for sure. Take care.

Comment by Kris 10.27.10 @ 11:58 am

Sorry to hear that you haven’t been feeling well. Hugs all the way from Stockholm!

Comment by Monica 10.27.10 @ 12:53 pm

I have the same sort of problem with sleeves, and they not only bug me when knitting, but also when cooking. I tend to knit bracelet-length sleeves for that reason, although I’m sure it looks like I either ran out of yarn or patience before the end!!

Comment by Jocelyn 10.27.10 @ 6:51 pm

I think you need some nice knit ribbed cuffs – arm-warmers, kind of – in your bag that you slip on over your sleeves to keep them in your place when knitting. Of course, the offending sleeve would get wrinkled, but it would serve it right.

Comment by twinsetellen 10.29.10 @ 6:36 pm

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