So, I made the mistake of surfing the internet on Saturday morning. I clicked on some ad for Old Navy so I could peek at their fall knitwear. That's where I started my downward spiral. They have this scarf that I figured I could make for Joe's daughter for Christmas. All I have to do is figure out the lace pattern & I'll be all set. Yeah, right. I spent all of Saturday and most of Sunday trying to figure out that damn lace pattern, perusing stitch pattern books, making charts, testing swatches. I finally ended up going to Old Navy so I could get a close up look at it. Good thing I did. There is a knit SEVEN together in the middle of it, then those 7 stitches magically re-appear on the next row, and there's no holes there either. Luckily, I'm pretty sure I have it figured out now. Sometimes I love my obsessive nature. Sometimes I want to take it out back and beat the shit out of it. This weekend was the latter.
Sunday afternoon I took a break from the insanity & went to the Coventry farmer's market so I could see my SnB buddy Kris at her first fiber festival (well, first one as a vendor, anyway).
It was a really nice little festival, and from what I could tell, it went really well for Kris. Another SnB buddy, Paula, was there helping out with the booth & she made the most awesomest banner for the shop:
P, I know I keep going on and on about it, but I am constantly impressed with your talent & creativity. You rock!