Saturday, August 10, 2013
Maybe (horse) is running around the barn screaming, for no apparent reason. Guess I'll go check it out. Back later.
OK, she has stopped with all the screaming, still can't figure out what set her off . One of those horsey things.
I am doing another scarf, while the pattern is fresh in my mind. Not that it is complicated, but I want this one to be error free. If that is even possible. I have been machine knitting off and on for years, but I am determined to learn how to do other then straight stockinette stitch.. I am pretty pleased how this is going. I know people say, why go to so much trouble when you can buy knitted things so cheaply? But if you want a certain color, a certain style or fit, you could look a looonngg time and never find just what you want. Plus, it is enjoyable to knit (as long as it is going OK.) One of a kind, too.
I am sitting here dyeing (my hair) and boy does it stink. You would think it would destroy your hair, all those chemicals, but my hair actually behaves better right after being colored. When my hair grew back after the chemo treatment, I left it gray for several weeks, and I would flinch every time I saw myself in a mirror, the grey made me look sickly and drab. It took many treatments before I got my chosen color back, but I am being real particular now to keep it done. I sure would like to be a "grandma", but not look like one. Not that it is likely I will ever have a grandchild, both D and S are adamant about that, and given the state the world is in now I guess I can see why. Maybe if I rented a kid for a weekend I would change my mind. My aunt says she kinda felt like me until she had her grandnephew for a few days, when she was glad to welcome peace and quiet back. But think of all the baby stuff I could knit!
Bumper sticker for the day: "Never argue with an idiot. They drag you down to their level then beat you with experience."