I probably own, no lie, over fifty knitting books—and do I really need to count all of the magazines I have? Over the years I've seen scores of sweaters that I'd love to knit, would look great on me, or include a technique that just looks like it would be cool to learn. So, choosing a sweater to knit should be a piece of cake, non?
Non. Too many choices! Also, in the spirit of true -alongatude, we needed a pattern that Jess and I could both sport. For those of you who don't know us, Jess and I don't so very much have the same body type. I weigh an entire 2nd grader more than she does. We are the Amazon and the Pict. (We should have t-shirts or something.)
 So, after a fair amount of ruminating...by which I mean "Whaddya want ta knit?"  "Uh... I dunno?"  We settled on Ann Budd's Cambridge Jacket from Interweave Summer 2006.  We ceremoniously and with great fanfare dubbed it a Man Sweater Knitalong and commenced to ordering our yarn.
So, after a fair amount of ruminating...by which I mean "Whaddya want ta knit?"  "Uh... I dunno?"  We settled on Ann Budd's Cambridge Jacket from Interweave Summer 2006.  We ceremoniously and with great fanfare dubbed it a Man Sweater Knitalong and commenced to ordering our yarn. Jess went with Iron Ore (a pretty rusty red color) and I bought Blueberry (tealish).   We both decided that in addition to making ourselves a sweater, we would try to move outside of our color comfort level a bit.   As an interesting side note, the cardigan that Jess knit for the Olympics, which is her only adult sweater to-date, was a green with some blue to it.   Meanwhile, I was knitting in nothing but cinnamon, brown, and red for MONTHS.   Apparently she and I chose to move out of our own comfort levels.... and into each others.  Go figure.
Jess went with Iron Ore (a pretty rusty red color) and I bought Blueberry (tealish).   We both decided that in addition to making ourselves a sweater, we would try to move outside of our color comfort level a bit.   As an interesting side note, the cardigan that Jess knit for the Olympics, which is her only adult sweater to-date, was a green with some blue to it.   Meanwhile, I was knitting in nothing but cinnamon, brown, and red for MONTHS.   Apparently she and I chose to move out of our own comfort levels.... and into each others.  Go figure.This sweater also has the advantage of a technique that neither of us has tried before: the sewn-in zipper. I am totally not counting "finishing a knitted sweater for myself" as a technique I've never tried before. I have knit my little people scads of sweaters....same technique, less staying power....or something.
Currently, my ManSweaterKnitalong-o-Meter is at approximately 25%. I'm less than an inch away from shaping for the armholes on the back. I've used nearly three balls of the 15 I ordered. I think I will have enough yarn, but that it will be close enough to make me sweat.

P.S. I really want to make the Icarus Shawl, from this same issue. I will, however, be re-christening it the "Daedalus Shawl" cuz dude.... do I really want my wings to melt from crashing into the sun, and then to plummet down into the sea and drown? Meanwhile Dad is circling around at a reasonable altitude saying "JEEZ! Why don't teenagers listen?" No thank you. Daedalus Shawl for me, please.
 
 
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Bwahaha!!
Okay, I need to do a for-real update soon with pictures and everything.
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