So here are some pictures of Monita in her bolero.And there you have it, the world's crummiest knitblog entry.
All right--I have gotten over my Calmer tizzy (that statement is loaded with irony) and I am quite pleased. Seeing the Fiery Bolero finished, tiny as it is, somehow made all the stress, the entire days and late nights spent finishing it, the feeling that my triceps was going to peel itself off the bone … Continue reading Christmastime Is Here
I can't take it anymore. I have been home sick all day (thank you, Hermanita), and in an effort to feel useful, I have been working on the Fiery Bolero. As of right now, I could die, be reincarnated, and live out that life without ever seeing a single milligram of Rowan Calmer, and that … Continue reading Brain Break
After the spectacular stall of the Firebird, I have not been sitting quietly in the corner, weeping (although that would be a perfectly reasonable reaction). I have been STRATEGIZING. At 46 days until Christmas, I am still without finished gifts, and two out of my three main recipients always seem to be about when I … Continue reading Strategizing