As I got to the 13 1/2″ mark, and ready to switch from ten freakin’ miles of ribbing to fair isle, it occured to me…maybe I should blog this?
Um, yeah. Sorry.
How about a picture?
( Olive would. Not. Move. Tommorow’s post will explore just how naughty a kitty can be and sill live.)
I am so excited to be doing the fair isle, I could wet myself. Seriously. I have tried to revise that statment so I don’t sound so much like a sad little geek, but I can’t.
Forget homework this weekend, I’m gonna be hanging out on Fair Isle.
Cygknit 