CODE BLUE
When will I learn to put down my sticks and stop knitting when whatever is happening on the TV show I am watching requires more of my focus than the project in my hands?? When the lead character in the show is pulled from the icy waters, is completely blue, not breathing and is coding on the table, you would think that I would have the good sense to realize that I should probably stop knitting.
Why is it that I think that I can continue to follow the action, yarn over, grab a Kleenex, and read the pattern as McDreamy crumples to the floor and Meredith fights for her life. This is not multi-tasking. This is a knitting accident waiting to happen.
Well, perhaps last night I learned my lesson once and for all. Because as Grey turned blue and everyone flocked to Shepherd, my latest project turned into my most recent knitting disaster.
Now, we all know that, next week, Grey will - miraculously - pull through and live to whine another day. But stay tuned, because the fate of my blue capelet still hangs in the balance.
Only a knitter could get as excited as I am about the Fall TV schedule. Actually, I've gone from giddy to excited to downright anxious about all the stuff I want to watch.
