I notice that I haven’t blogged about knitting for 2 weeks! How can that be? Here I will make amends (to some readers; others will be less enthusiastic – sorry).
I actually have been knitting, in fits and starts. I finished the right sleeve of Primrose Path pretty quickly. Then I got really busy at work and this last week haven’t knit all that much. Here’s the latest photo.
Why is there that unraveled bunch of yarn sitting there? Well, this morning I sat down to knit again and noticed that, 21 rows below, I had grabbed only about a third of the yarn in a stitch. The rest of the stitch was just flapping there. How did that happen? It happens when you are knitting while tired, sitting on the couch on a Friday night, watching tv in low light. Sheesh. If it had happened in the ribbing section I would have just dropped the stitch, fixed it, then chained it back up, but unfortunately it happened right in the middle of the lace flowers. I decided quickly that the agro from trying to fix it would be more than the agro of just frogging. It knits up pretty quickly.
I want to get it finished to wear to the KIP day in the Westerpark. If you are in the Amsterdam area on the 13th, come join us! We’ll be meeting around noon and bringing picnic food, and knitting of course. Let me know if you want more info.
This morning we had to go first to the hospital so DB could have his eye looked at. Thursday afternoon his eye started to hurt and swell up. Yesterday he went to the doctor and he had to put salve in it and patch it up like a pirate. Today they took the patch off and pick out a tiny piece of something out of his eye and hopefully that will be the end of it. After that we went into Haarlem center so he could cheer himself up by buying CDs. New music always cheers him up. I, on the other hand, was on the lookout for shoes. I found these cuties:
Guess how much. OK, I’ll tell you. 29 euros. Real leather shoes. Not on sale. I thought it was a trick. When was the last time you saw leather shoes for 29 euros? It was so low I got suspicious. The shop was not a chain store. It was not really decorated and was pretty sparse. The guy who looked to be in charge wasn’t Dutch. There was Italian music and videos playing on a monitor. The shoes have an Italian name in them, but no where – not on the shoes or the box or anything, does it say where these shoes were made. We decided that it’s a money laundering venture for the mafia and a truck load of shoes is driven up to the northern countries every month. Hey, I got nice shoes for a bargain. I’m happy.
I have more roses blooming in the front garden. These little pink ones are very pretty.
Now, back to my knitting…….