Remember when I said I come from a very talented gene pool? Look at my niece’s fingerless mitts!! She is in her freshman year at college, is a wonderful student and a track & field star. Now she is adding knitter to her resumé. I gave her a knitting basket for Christmas this year – complete with Debbie Bliss and pattern book (I think it was some funky Vogue pattern booklet aimed at the young, hip knitter). In the interest of honesty, I must say that this niece isn’t technically in my very own gene pool. She is my Boar’s brother’s daughter. Nothing wrong with marrying into a very talented gene pool, right?
Yesterday was a glorious day! To start off, I spent a lovely morning at the diner with knitting pals – Kathleen, Ricki & Peggy and one non knitting pal whom we are trying to convert! Kathleen is suffering the I-don’t -have-enough-yardage-for-my-Clapotis syndrome.
I have been bit by the Fry Up bug. I am amazed at the amount of time I have spent agonizing over every little detail of this crazy project. As you know, I first had issues with the egg that resembled a mammary gland. This led to a re-knitting of the plate. Which in turn led to the Fiestaware pattern.
Right now I have finished both plates for the bag. However, I did not have enough yarn to complete the second plate. (story of my knitting life these days) After mulling over the many options, I decided to just hope that I can stretch it out through the magic of blocking and careful seaming – I am only 3 rows shy and could not bring myself to re-knit these damn things yet again!
And the other most wonderful thing about yesterday is Onslow’s homecoming! and I do think he’s forgiven me! : ) I love him so much, I want to marry him!
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