Oh, for pity’s sake, what a little stretch this has been. One Thing After Another. The end of school, the gearing up for summer. I’ve survived the karaoke booth at the school carnival, three field trips, one near elbow-break on a nine year old, a psychologically challenging trip to Costco (involving questions such as “A gallon of canola oil? I bought a gallon of canola oil?”). Ach, oy, crikey. The net result of all this chaos is that we seem to be planning to take a cruise to the Baltic Sea in August. I don’t even know how that happened. Six countries in seven days.
On top of it all, I have been SHUT DOWN on my favorite knitting project, the Belinda shawl I have been steadily motoring on.
I have to thank eagle-eyed Florence, sassy sassy Florence, who was hanging out with the equally sassy Amy (Ravelry link) at my recent (delightful) visit to Haus of Yarn. I’m sitting there, minding my own beeswax, holding up this Belinda shawl in progress, blabbing about linen laceweight or probably something along the lines of “I. Am. Almost. Done!” when Florence let loose with a gaspy sort of “Wait.”
I figured she was somehow transfixed by the beauty of the Hand Maiden Silk Lace yarn, or maybe by the brilliance of my yarnovers. I know, I thought modestly. I do know how to lay down a yarnover.
I can’t believe she noticed this little problem, what with all my waving around of the project. I mean: I have been carrying this thing around for weeks, admiring my handiwork on a regular basis, yet I didn’t notice anything except the fact that I seemed to be making progress on it.
We instantly set up a Level 5 Biohazard Safe Zone in which to examine the problem. It was quickly obvious that a knit 2 together had failed to knit together much of anything. Just sitting there. In the slipperiest lace yarn you can imagine. Without unraveling even a single row below the gruesome misknit.
Much gratitude went to sassy Florence, but mostly I slid into a slough of knitting despond that just about broke my will to knit. The Failure is right in the middle of the shawl. Right there. I’m about to pick it up, but it still has a leadlike weight to it that I really need to get OVER.
In Cheerfuller News: A Winner!
The Giant Dishcloth Dishcloth Caption contest concluded a while back. After much hilarity and wonderment at the crayzee entries, the winner is:
“Not just WOW, but SHAM-WOW!”
Posted by Kathy Lappin at May 14, 2009 07:32 AM
Kathy, email me your address, and your prize will go out to you.