I am tired of knitting this swatch

but I finally got gauge for Sweet. I knit it on 9s, 8s (for Jemima), then 5s (Denise), 6s, and finally in desperation and with a nod to the KnitList chicks, decided maybe my Denise 5s were a teeny bit smaller than my metal Inoxes, and knit it on those 5s - and got gauge. With the #5 Denise I got 6 to the inch. This is a very comfortable 5.5, but it's still not got the body I was hoping for in the fabric.

I am giving myself one week to make a decision - either knit this sweater (which I will have to rename, as I hate "sweet" as a noun) or knit up 4 balls of the silky goodness into a Cozy shawl for Mom, which I've been wanting to make anyway, and which she would greatly appreciate now that she's in a rehab hospital (and might be for six weeks).

In the meantime, I'm frogging all but a couple rows of the baby sweater sleeve and forging headlong with my #7 bamboo dpns. They are not the best needles in creation to use with organic cotton. Trust me, I've tried. But...fortitude! Courage! Temperance! (In the C.S. Lewis sense of the word: "Going the right length and no farther" not some crazy 1890s anti-drinking catchword. Jesus drank wine, by the way. Drinking can't be a sin.)

Fortitude! Courage! Temperance!

PS: Go on over to this blog with a tissue, and read about Catty, and say some prayers for Catty who is going to now be both three-legged and cancer-free...poor Catty, but she'll still be Catty. Poor girl.

(P.S. Kirs - this picture is for you. I don't remember how we decided to do this, but I do remember I was laughing so hard I couldn't stand up.)