Of cardigans and rain

Last night we had the first uninterrupted sleep we've had since Grumbles came down with her rash. Talk about bliss! And the rash has finally subsided - phew. Not fun at all, especially when we were thisclose to carting her off to the Royal Children's Hospital.

This morning, as I groggily lay in bed, contemplating opening my eyes and wondering why I felt a little strange (oh, that's how you feel when you get more than three hours sleep in a row!), I heard the sound of... rain! Finally! I know, I know, it's not the end of the drought, but it was so good to peep outside the window and see the sky, heavy and grey, and things being - well - wet! And puddles! And people with umbrellas! I even went out and stood in it, letting it soak into my jimjams. Tee hee, what a dag! I'm even thinking about planting an autumn vegie garden.

In other fascinating news, I'm toying with the idea of knitting a cardigan for Grumbles, using the Jo Sharp Aran Tweed I found in my stash, as shown in the pic above. However, the following problems have cropped up: (1) I only have those two balls in my stash, which means I would need to buy more, which would make the cardigan somewhat more expensive than I can afford, and really quite defeats the purpose of knitting from stash; (2) I'm not using a pattern, just making it up on the fly (yes, very bad idea, and rather likely to induce tears/tantrum/right royal strop/all three; (3) I'm not so sure that I'm really into the greeness of it. I can't decide if it looks Etonian or just froggish.

Having said that, I don't even know if there is an Etonian look, but heck - I like the sound of it. Thoughts, peoples of the internet - to cardi or not to cardi?