I spent the weekend in girls-only bliss. There was fantastic Malaysian food. There was a whole disk of "Angel" and another of "Grey's Anatomy." There was one late night (past midnight!) and one brunch at which I discovered the taste sensation that is walnuts and honey. There was minimal knitting, but there was monumental finishing. As in, one of my UFOs from Hell was transformed into a thing of, "if not a beauty, at least it's still Rowan." Check her out!
I'm folded up so you can't see my bedraggled behind.
Yes, she crocheted. Poorly. But an edging nonetheless. Still, Ann, you've not got me convinced I can follow in your footsteps. Yet!
I am large, and stretchy. A baby will love, abuse, and ruin me. That is my fate.
Technically, though, this isn't a true FO. It is an AFO, because I myself have farmed out the actual Effing to Doris, a good friend's mother who is a master seamstress. She will back this monster so that no one but the two of us will ever have to know what lurks beneath the "right side." The woman is a giant of stitch-witchery.
Yarn Nerd Merino Sock in Dallas and Raspberry Sherbet.
If you've been reading for a little while, you might know that I self-identify as a member of the Nerd Herd. The Smarty Party. The Poindexter Patrol. So it makes my pocket protector bounce up and down that I'm now the proud owner of some of Adam's yarn! I bought the yellow-brown Dallas for myself as an early birthday present (watch for this to become a theme), and Adam, lovely Adam, sent me the other as a birthday gift. Giant of generosity!
I am wee! I am wonderful! I totally go with the Fricklet's decor!
Like I always say, surround yourself with craftsy people and then start dropping hints. Doris, Adam, and now my sweet Adri have all fallen into this trap. I gifted Adri, who sews, the Wee Wonderfuls pattern book to make this little guy a while back. How could she not then churn one out for the Fricklet? And she's got another in the works for the Biscuit, as she knows all too well the already-very-real stress of managing sibling rivalry. Giant kisses, Adri!
And to round out the perfect weekend, did you see j a r e d's Interweave pattern? Hot-not-yet-off-the-press, and enticing enough to encourage me to employ some knitterly logic and buy myself another birthday present- the requisite Skye Tweed- in order to make this for Mr. Frick. I need not remind you all what a giant j a r e d is.
I am two presents in one!
Like I said, surround yourself with your giants of choice. You never know when they'll offer a shoulder. The view is AWESOME from up here!