Stress Reaction

Somewhere between rows 54 and 60 of the lower basket pattern of the infamous FBS there exists a black hole. And I have fallen in. As many times as I have knit, and ripped, these rows, I should be done by now. Yesterday, at lunch, I had a pile of yarn on my desk that was equivalent to eight rows of between 163 and 179 stitches. I only wish I had my camera with me, because the sight of it was enough to reduce the most stoic of souls to tears. Anyway, in the end, I think it will be worth it. See for yourself.

Of course, the stress of all of this resulted in some much needed Yarn Therapy at a LYS.

And, just for fun. A fat pig!

There, I feel much better now!

See how generous my sweet husband was to me? Sweets and sweet scents, and of course some bling-bling! Many kisses, honey!!

And how is this for sweet?

I have decided to knit Clapotis in Morehouse Merino (made possible by our hostess with the mostess, Amanda, thanks dear!). BUT! I already know I will want to knit more than one, thus the reason for the stash acquisition before you. Bit the bullet and bought the Lion and Lamb in Purple Iris. Thanks Rob!

I took a short break from the Flower Basket Shawl, which seems intent on consuming me. First I whipped up some yummy Manos flowers, one for my February Flower Exchange pal, and one for me, 'cause they are just so pretty.

And then, moved on to the Anny Blatt angora and ribbon scarf I purchased for my daughter at Christmas because she wanted to learn how to knit, but of course hasn't.

Isn't it loverly?

Now I feel refreshed, and revived, and ready to dive back in and finish the neverending FBS!