I'm turning the Lush Angora into a Seaman's Scarf for someone for Christmas. I don't know who yet--maybe my brother, although I had intended to make something in camel for him, and the angora is kind of a weird greenish-gray (the color name was "Grasshopper, but it's not nearly green enough for that, in my opinion).
I don't really like garter stitch, but I also don't really feel like devoting the brain power that anything else would take, so the two ends are going to be garter. I'm having to pay attention, though, and go fairly slowly, because it seems like if I drop a stitch, I always get it put back on the needle backwards, and end up having to rip out a few rows to fix it, because it's so obvious. But I'd still rather do slow mindless garter stitch than slow seed stitch . . .
I fell up the hill this morning on the way to work, but unfortunately, unlike Jack & Jill's hill, which I picture as green and soft, my hill is hard and covered with gravel. So I'm a little banged up. I'm having a Bloody Mary for lunch, well, not really, I'm having Bloody Mary mix which, considering how weak I make my drinks anyway, amounts to about the same thing. I did, however, put two stuffed green olives in it, so if anyone walks by my desk, it will definitely look like I'm having a cocktail. And with the incipient black eye, that will probably make quite a picture.
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