I may disappear from the blog for a day or two. Last night at knit night, Julie lent me her classroom copy (as opposed to her personal copy) of HP7 to read. I stayed up till about 12:45 last night reading, but I only got through page 222, so I’ve got 557 pages left to go. This may be worth abandoning the idea of getting Auntie’s bag done in time to submit it to the fair (hey, I’d only be out $2). Don’t worry, Auntie; I’ll still finish it, even if I don’t finish it by Friday.
This is Robin’s baby gift, using just under three balls of Rowan 4-Ply Soft. It is also #1 of 2 knitted entries into the county fair. Whaddayathink? Will it win any ribbons? I definitely should have expanded the swing stitch to fill the section more as it grew, but I can’t change that now. (Click for bigger.)
Now, to make sure I finish Auntie’s cotton lunch bag in time to turn it in on Friday for the fair….
EDITED TO ADD: Gaaaah! I’ve been fiddling with this, and I just figured out why the second half of the lace repeat wasn’t quite working out. Oy. Back to tinking several rounds! Thank goodness I found my metal size 7 circular. With it, I *might* end up with carpal tunnel from knitting this bag; without it, I surely would have.
Check this out. Now I don’t feel so bad about my mere 19.3834 miles and 35.470 pounds.
Then again, as Hubby said, It’s not the size of the stash…
Sniff! Sniff! I’d like to thank the Academy by saying SQUEEEEEE! Happy Dance! You like me! You really, really like me!
I just got word that Dani has bestowed upon me (and others) the title of Rockin’ Girl Blogger. Well, we all know Ms. Professional Van Halen Fan rocks, so I can’t name her, but I shall, however, name the following, in no order that makes any sort of sense:
I’m going for a record.
[Medium-sized laugh] You’re still in bed?!
Well, YOU stayed in bed till eleven o’clock on Saturday.
Ten fifty-five.
Well, I’m up now….I think.
I wasn’t. Well, almost. I lolled in bed another 10 or 15 minutes, just because, then dragged my sorry carcass to the shower. No idea why I was so tired. In my defense, I didn’t sleep straight through — I woke up when Hubby got up, when T2 needed workbook help, and when T1 needed workbook help — but still, that’s awfully late for me. It’s almost enough to make me wonder if I accidentally took a double dose of my bedtime happy pill last night or something. It felt awfully good, though…
Oh, and if this conversation rings a bell, read this (the one at the bottom).
I forced Bobcat to model her shawls on Friday night so that I could, at long last, post the pictures. What? Oh, I bribed her with semi-homemade carrot cake for her birthday. (NO, I’m not telling you how old she is, but she’s under 50. Well, for a little while more, anyhow. I am now ducking and running….)
Click for bigger, of course.
Both are adaptations of patterns from the ubiquitous Victorian Lace Today. Yes, that’s me & Thing Two in the background on the second picture.
Oh, Green Shawl is done in Debbie Bliss Donegal Aran Tweed, and the reddish one is Cascade Jewel.
Not many pictures b/c we were only there a few hours:
Gee, I wonder which one of these women *just* arrived in Mexico and which ones have been on the boat for a while already?
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