Since the big Oregon finale my knitting has been all over the place. Seriously. I've had a cold so that hasn't helped. It's a good thing my current project basket is large because I can't focus on anything for very long.
There have been numerous sock projects cast on and tossed aside.
Salida:
Bayerische (which I think might work better for me on US1s instead of 0s):
And this poor yarn is on its 3rd or 4th incarnation. I don't even remember what it is anymore.
When I am able to concentrate, I've made pretty good progress on Must Have Deux. Although checking the Ravelry page I see I started it last April, so not exactly lightning speed here.
And even when I can't hold myself upright, I can work on this stockinette alpaca vest.
I did a few rows of Abalone's swatch. Spindrift is scratchier than VY's 2-ply, isn't it? I'll get back to that when I don't have to stop to blow my nose every 20 seconds.
I survived celebrated by 41st birthday yesterday. Whoopee! No big yarny gifties to show, but VK always pays for my summer knitting retreat. I hear that I have some lovely flowers from my parents at the library. (My gift to my co-workers was to keep my germy self home today.)
VK was home sick today too. When we're both sick we call ourselves Pneumonia and Congesto Sniffiletti. Funniest if said with a fakey Italian accent. Anyway, VK was in the kitchen fixing lunch when I hear, "Ouch! Oh, I need some paper towels." He had dropped a knife and the blade landed on his big toe. By the time I managed to get to him, his flip-flop was full of blood. Honestly, I've never seen so much blood from something that wasn't a head injury. It bled for a long time, but finally it stopped and we got it neatly bandaged up. So the day was not totally without excitement!













