Ok, you’re right. I’ll never say that again as long as I live. Forgive me.
Today was my first day of work, which means, o joy of joys, Orientation! Yay! I met some new (and very friendly) people, learned about my company, and they gave us free lunch. What’s not to like? *mumbles something about mind-numbing, life-sucking presentations about safety*
Well, anything is more interesting than Orientation, especially when that something is a wonderful handcraft like Knitting. Now some of you may remember a few months ago when I picked up some needles and knit myself a lovely grey scarf. This soon blossomed out to a pair of awesome wrist warmers, and a scarf I started for my roommate that I still need to finish. Over the summer I did not have the chance to practice my newly-acquired skill because I was traveling in Europe and suitcase space was prime real estate. I brought my tatting along instead. It’s rather smaller (yes, that was intentional). Now that I am back to the States, I am back to knitting. Be afraid. Be very afraid. My roommate is.
Washcloth with Basil, knitted with Peaches ‘n’ Cream in yellow on US 8 (?)