Zack brought his art notebook home the other day. This one knocked my socks off! I had to share.
You may be wondering why I haven't been freaking out over the Christmas knitting count down clock up in the corner. So far, I'm actually in pretty good shape. I just can't talk about the projects. Now, I may be singing a different tune in a few short weeks, but I don't believe I've bitten off more than I can knit. But you never know how it will go and I may be eating those words (hark! a pun?)
Did you know that knitting needles aren't always sized consistently? Read on. Today I went to the knitting meeting (we meet every 2nd Monday at the downtown library) and put my "travel scarf" on the table kind of folded in half. I noticed that the cast on edge was considerably narrower than the working end. About 7 inches ago I lost one of my size 10 needles. (How does one lose one knitting needle?) I grabbed another set of size 10s and proceeded along without giving it another thought. Much to my horror scarf was at least 3/4" wider with the new size 10s. It took me about 2 minutes to decide to frog back 7 inches and go with a smaller needle size. I just happened to have some size 9s in my bag. I'd like to take credit for being super prepared and having spare needles on hand at all times, but I was just mighty lucky. So far so good. I'm knitting very loosely and it doesn't look like the scarf is shrinking. Better to frog and be pleased with the final project than to carry on and pretend it won't bother the crap out of me. That's just how I'm wired.
Road trip alert: Over the river and through the woods to grandmother's house we'll go!