I do have a cast and crutches. Lugging this hunk of junk around is no fun. And it's summer. Hard to look cute in a cast and sneaks. It's a good thing, I didn't get around to making those dresses, I'd be just a tad upset. We've got tickets to see Chick Corea on the 4th at an outdoor concert pavilion. I really don't like planning far in advance anymore. Something always hapens.
The title refers to this. DHs sweater. It's the Cobblestone Pullover from Interweave Knits. I've got 17 inches of the body done. I knew there was something wrong with the transition between the purl panels and the stockinette panels. But did I stop to check the pattern? Of course not. I picked up the pattern to see how much more of the body I needed to knit before I can move ahead to the sleeves. 3 inches. Then I re-read the pattern. Every alternate row is knit. grrrr. Now unless I tell him, DH will never know, but I will. Any knitter that looks at this will know something is wrong. Thre are days when I hate knitting!
If I believed in such things, I'd say this thing is cursed. I don't know how many times, I've visited the frog pond, but I really don't want to go back. But I will. sheesh!
This is actually a dark sage green. I have no idea why it's showing up brown on my monitor.