First off, before I get too wordy, proof that I have been crocheting: Legs is wearing his latest version of The Best Guy Hat Ever, courtesy of Interweave Crochet. Fortunately this is a dead easy, rather fun pattern, so I didn’t mind having to do version 2. He inherited my family’s extra-large head size, and… Continue reading So I’m in the 80% that are wrong
Wow, it’s been a month. I knew I was behind, but not that far. And in my last post I forgot that someone had a birthday. Yep, I am the mother of a 21-year old. Which puts me squarely into middle age I suppose. But a big Happy Birthday to Legs, who is a pretty amazing… Continue reading More summer sun
Okay, so I didn’t make seven again for Sunday Sevens but you definitely do not need to see another picture of my knee on ice. On that front I am driving short distances, and this may be my last week at home. I’m scheduled to return to work Monday, the 6-1/2 week mark, but the… Continue reading Sunday Sevens or Somethings
A happy and blessed Easter to all! He is risen! We had a quiet day, although I made it to church this morning! It was the first time since before my surgery and I have dearly missed it. After sservice we went to my parents’ retirement community, where they do a nice holiday buffet. It… Continue reading Happy Easter!
And the chaos spreads.
Sigh. I finished the body of the sweater, including the trim. The second time through, I was extra careful with the counting, and I had the exact number of stitches I needed when I started the trim. And it came out perfect. The scalloped trim matched up perfectly and the join is barely visible! Yay!
So I did the same for the sleeves. I counted very carefully, and had the correct number of stitches when I started the trim.
So when I completed the sleeve trim, WHY IS IT 3 STITCHES OFF???????? There is no way to join this neatly, and I cannot find an error.
This was Monday. Frustrated, I stalked out to the family room, propped up the leg, and started working on my afghan. Only to discover a skein of yarn was missing. AN ENTIRE SKEIN. In a color I needed for the current block, of course. Wasn’t in the floor, or under the couch cushions, or by the recliner. How do you lose a whole skein? Really?
So yesterday evening the neighbor kid came over to take out the trash. (I have awesome neighbors.) So I set him to crawling on the floor looking UNDER the furniture. No luck. Finally he popped the recliner back and . . . there was the yarn, stuck up in the mechanism for the leg rest.
Sigh. The crochet gremlins are going to send me over the edge.