Thank you all for your commiseration and suggestions for the neckline. I've never had a problem counting before, but, whew, that neck gave me a run for my money. I picked it up again yesterday and knit away, while baby (well, kind of a baby) crawled up next to me and tucked her arm in mind. Cute, but I was counting, you know? Next thing I knew, she was falling sideways, lulled to sleep by the awesome wooliness of the sweater. I had to ease out to take a picture, even though she's sleeping like I do, with everything she's got, and it's not necessarily pretty. Heehee. (By the by, the neck came out great! Now if I could get the hem to stop rolling out.... I like the sweater, though. Really.)
I got tagged in a meme by my good friend Arleta, who is one of the most consistently nice people that I know. I try to surround myself with these people, but unfortunately you are all scattered all over the continents! Fortunately, Arleta is right here, and I get to spend voice time with her, not just typing time. The meme is that I need to type seven things, trivia really, that I haven't mentioned in my blog before. Then I tag seven people, list their blogs, and send them a comment letting them know. Hey, I can do that! =) Well, I think so, anyway. I tell you guys about most any little thing that wanders in my head.
1. I am trying to singlehandedly offset everyone else's power consumption, so I sit in the dark a fair amount.
2. I have garlands of cranes strung around my house as "decorations." I don't know what I'll do with them after that.
3. I have a bald eagle that frequently lands in the trees by me, and he and I just stare at each other.
4. I was walking my puppy once, and a HUGE white owl swooped down and tried to pick him up. The owl was absolutely silent. Amazing.
5. I am prone to small attacks of anxiety for no reason at all (well, no logical reason). I might be picking up vibes from the universe. =)
6. I would like to hire a handyman to clean out my garage and basement, as long as he didn't make me look at what he was throwing away. I don't need anything down there, and I'm too afraid of mice to do it myself.
7. I have a fear of my feet being off the ground, but I overcame it once and went parasailing with my boyfriend (now husband). I'm insanely proud of that, but I have never mentioned it to anyone.
Whew! That was fun. I think I'll tag.... Nora, LaurieM, Maryam, Trek, Carrie K, Noolie, and Tala. Thanks, y'all, for reading. Hopefully a finished picture of the husband wearing the big vanilla sweater, soon!
O.M.G.
6 days ago
10 comments:
Hehe 'Baby' looks all wiped out!
Neat list. I always have a hard time thinking of things, since I tell everyone everything! (yeah, right)
Want to knit Friday morning?
Awwww - what a cutie! I love how little ones sleep like that - like it's the most important thing in the world and deserves all their energy!
Same meme, so I will get to it!
By the way, great sweater!
Thanks Carrie (I think). :)
Baby is so cute! Glad you got the neckline worked out.
Lorraine tagged me for the same meme.
Thank you so much for tagging me! I have actually already done a similar meme on my blog a while back - but it was called 7 weird things about me. Here's the link, http://moroccanmaryam.typepad.com/my_marrakesh/2006/10/i_have_been_tag.html# in case you want to take a look.
PS I think it is high time you go para-sailing again!:-)
Cute pic! I think I got tagged for the same meme. Those sure do make it around! Congrats on the sweater. I know what you mean about counting. I had a similar problem with picking up stitches for the blanket I'm working on. They had some strange number to pick up--it didn't fit evenly into those that were there, so I made an executive decision to ignore it and just do the number that made sense to me. We'll see how it turns out!
Thanks for sharing - aren't they just so cure when they sleep... Can't wait to see the "vanilla hubby".
There's not much sweeter than a sleeping child!
Your baby looks so sweet.
Kids are so darn cute when they're asleep.
Umm, how do you knit in the dark? :-)
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