Happy New- wait...

Whoa. It's definitely been awhile.

I need to start blogging again. I really DO want to start up again.
Hmm.

Anyway, I'll start off this post by saying that I finally accomplished the oh-so threatening cables I've been avoiding so long. Victory! Yay! It's just a really simple hat, and it only took me about 6 hours of knitting. Not bad.

I'm trying to knit as fast as I can for this next auction at my grandma's church, and I desperately need to make more HATS! So I'm going to try and do this Megaman hat. (Love MM) The only thing that makes me squeamish about the whole pattern is that it has short rows.

Short rows are scary to me. I have avoided those things more than the stupid cables.

So I'm going to put my big girl panties on and try* these short rows.


Well that's all the time I have for now, kiddos... see you next year!


*does not necessarily mean I'll be successful. Although that'd be pretty swell.

Sweater. Seriously.

That's right. Totally. Yup.

So it's official. I'm knitting a sweater; but don't let me fool you, I'm not doing what I did about a year and a half ago and just talk about it. I'm knitting it. 12 inches of it!!


Freakin' sweet.


I feel I've almost exited the realm of "the crazy chick who only knits them scarves and hats" with this sweater. I kinda feel like a "classic" knitter almost. I even have the rocking chair, all I need is a cat...

Yeah, ok, weird, creepy inside thoughts/feelings over.

We've been hit with the another round of this cold stuff, and since there's not much to do when your sick, knitting is the only thing I can think of doing besides sleeping. (Yes, there is reading also, but the words on the pages start swirling around like a yo-yo which then causes a crappy headache.)


I think that's all for now unless you want to hear about my crazy banjo finger pickin' adventure.
Yeah. Me neither.



Oh, and here's a comic just for your crazy entertainment and my morbid weirdness, that can somewhat-not really-sorta relate to my sweater blab. The only difference is that I'm not knitting for a guy and I'm not quite as cracked. (BS)