WIP

Okay, I have decided that I am just not good at this stuff. Well, maybe I am good but I don't FINISH much.

This is a pic of three of my unfinished projects.



The lighter blue is Zachariah's sweater. It is a Wallaby. It is a real basic knit (well except for the pouch thing and hood). It is also BORING to knit and obviously good to do when you don't need to concentrate.

The multi-colored project is a sock -- note I did not say a pair -- at the rate this is going it will be just A SOCK. It is in KnitPick's Memories in Geranium. Very nice yarn. YAWN . . .

And the small darker blue ball is the Mystery Stole 3. There I was tooling along, after beating the yarn and needles into submission (see previous post), then WHACK . . . the knitting god said "go ahead gloat and if you look really close, you will see a mistake . . . WAY BACK DOWN ABOUT ROW 9 . . . you missed a YO."

Bah humbug and all that other stuff.

Phew for Mom too!

The grades for our last class were posted yesterday (gotta love a professor that has accepted a post at another school and needs to get everything finished very quickly before he moves on). Our final presentation was completed on Saturday, June 30 and our final paper had to be submitted by midnight, Monday, July 2. While our graduation was held on May 12, I had not sent out my announcements. I am not generally superstitious, but figured I would hedge my bets and wait until after the absolute final grades were posted.

I passed Phew.

Now, I want to read a book. Any book. As long as it doesn't have to do with finance, marketing, international business, human resources or strategy . . . well actually, strategy isn't bad and some HR stuff isn't either . . . but a good trashy novel, totally mindless, sounds like fun.

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Thanks so much to all who have sent notes of encouragement and support.

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Knitting stuff: My son is small. For lots of reasons. He is 6-1/2 years old, weighs 36 pounds and is 43" tall. So, I started making him a sweater last year. It was mindless knitting (a Wallaby). It is one of those things that I can pick up and put down without evening thinking about where I am.

Taking a page out of the Yarn Harlot's book, I used the sleeves for setting the gauge. It worked. I made both sleeves. LAST YEAR. Then started working on the body. Well, I'm ready to attach the sleeves and I pulled them out and looked over at Zachariah. Held the sleeves up to his arms and they are at least four inches too short. Seriously, his arms have grown. But four inches??? I mentioned something to my hubby and he said, "well, none of his dress pants are long enough either." To be honest, I generally don't see him in dress pants. He only wears them to school. Gosh, don't I sound like a terrible Mom. No, seriously, my husband teaches at the same school and Zachariah doesn't get up until after I leave in the morning and is in different clothes when I get home. How am I supposed to know?

So, now I am on a mission, to finish the sweater so that he can wear it before he outgrows the sleeves again (I have added FIVE inches to the one sleeve and am working on the other one). I am also going to add an inch or two to the body of the sweater . . . and maybe scratch the hood. Fortunately, he is still skinny as a rail so I don't have to worry about the body not fitting (I checked).

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