Knitting Olympics - Progress
Olympia, she grows! OK, not at the rate I’d anticipated, but she’s growing. Unfortunately, however, my hubris got to me (look it up, kids; it’s a good SAT word). For a couple of days, I was having fate-tempting thoughts of “Wow, I can’t believe I’ve gotten this far in the lace pattern without any mistakes!”
Yeah. Right. Stupid. So, today those mistakes came. Not many and not heinous, but mistakes. And in the simplest of the lace patterns. D’oh! Guess I shouldn’t have been quite so determined to get to the bottom of the page of my pattern today, eh? Anyhow, I’ve reprinted the pattern for tomorrow, all set for the second repeat of 48 rows of lace pattern. Wheee!
I’ll never get this stupid thing done by the end of the closing ceremonies, but at this point, I really don’t care. Heck, even the Yarn Harlot is wondering if she’ll be able to finish her project, and she started this whole business!
Oh, and those pictures? If the background looks wonky, it’s b/c I took them in the car. I was knitting in there while Thing Two was in class and decided to make the most of the daylight and stretch her out on my voluminous lap to take a picture. Yes, the color looks radically different from the previous pictures. These pictures are closer to true. It’s hard to see, but it’s not really a solid purple; there are hints of green here & there — hence color name “Vineyard” (think grapes, all you sleep-deprived knitting folk out there).
[NOTE TO LEAH: Thanks for the e-card. I can't tell if the girl looks calm or dazed...]
