Monotomy v monogamy
We all know the joy that comes from "hooking up" with a new project. It may not be the stuff of schoolyard gossip - but I'm usual on the phone with my best buds sharing all the juicy details. There's certainly an air of excitement, anticipation, promise. I love getting the project all set-up with my bag and Yarn Minders and notes, a plastic sleeve for the pattern and all the markers, etc. that I'll need. And, of course, I MUST work up the gauge on that very first day.
But some time after that - maybe a week into the project, I start to lose steam. I am discouraged by the long unknit road ahead. Another trip to the LYS could, and often, comes along and some new yarn might beckon. A picture on someone's blog of a great felted bag makes me start to yearn for THAT project. My eye wanders to the latest knitting mag issue, sneaking a lusting peek at the summer shawl centerfold. Gosh, I can't stay faithful for a minute!
One thing that really helps keep me somewhat focused on the end-game, so to speak, is that I am involved in several knitting groups and I find such joy in watching the progress of other people's projects and certainly love to share the good and the bad of mine. The triumph of a finished piece is always hailed by all - and that seems to spur the rest of us onward. Having a blog to post FO pictures to is also a great motivator. I have been working pretty diligently on the shawl I am making out of...um...wait...um...excuse me...is that a new Cherry Tree Hill Boucle....???
Have a great weekend!



Ok - I have to admit that the whole Avian Flu threat is starting to freak me out. You can't pick up a newspaper without some glaring headline about how doctors in this country - or scientists from that University - are telling us that we are NOT prepared. Now granted, part of me thinks that some of the timing of these headlines is also intended to mask Bush's latest BIRD brain scheme to go to war with Iran - but I'm also thinking, "IS ANYBODY LISTENING????" I get these horrible images in my head of Vincent Price roaming the streets as the last man on earth.




I am about to rock your world and you don't even know it yet.
I had a knitting crisis today. You know how it goes: On my way to an appointment where I was going to be sitting for a few hours, I suddenly realized I HAD NO KNITTING WITH ME!!! I can't even described the emotions - although if you are reading this blog, I bet you absolutely can relate. I hate to admit it, but it really felt like sadness. Maybe even panic. 

I have to say that compared to knitting someone a scarf which can take a few days at best,

