| 60 hours in which I knit about 12 (the rest were wasted time) |
I'm going through a long-striping-repeat adoration phase. Colinette's speckles and sprays of color will one day absorb me again, but right now it's all about the Silk Garden.
Where I knit on this scarf:
- At a Starbucks on a mellow Wednesday night awaiting my sweet Em
- In bed
- On the Metro (red line)
- In meeting about implementing a company-wide purchase order system
- At the Cosi on Dupont Circle in the sun on a spectacular warm November day
- At a doctor's appointment
- On the couch watching gratuitously pop-culture bad television (mostly CBS but also some NBC)
- NOT IN THE BATHROOM
If you ever get a gift from me, yes, it may have been blocked on a floor, it may have traversed the DC area and picked up some interesting particles, and it may have been mashed in my purse or totebag (each of them a whole universe of mystery; I never know WHAT I'm going to pull out and some of what I pull out of them, I really don't remember ever putting IN them) - but never, oh never, will it have been in a bathroom.
Pinkie swear.
What are you knitting? Post your blog links, especially if they are holiday gifts and if they are for BOYS.
But I digress from actually getting out of bed and getting ready for this visit to The Mall. From which I may or may not recover.
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