Rock star. Rest in peace. My mother got into Halloween big-time one year -- costume, lighting, and music were all carefully chosen to create a spooky mood at her front door. It was a Luciano Pavarotti disc played at 16 rpm on a record player that lent the pefect tone. I think he might have liked that.
This is me, last night, wearing one arm of my Hand-to-Hand Aran Cardigan -- actually finished across the back and half the front. It took mere seconds to realize that I'm going to have to make another departure from "blind follower" and "unvent" that front neckline to make a comfortable, wearable cardigan that I'm not constantly pulling away from my neck. I'm sure this would make a fine boatneck pullover, but a boatneck cardi isn't going to work for me. It would drive me nuts to leave it like that, especially since I intend (I think) a bit of knitting for a collar/edge/trim/buttonband. It needs a scoop or a bit of a V. I slept on it last night and dreamt up modification ideas to ponder today. This will need to be resolved soon because the very next step is casting on and mirroring the other cardigan front.
Otherwise, I'm happy! Very, very happy!