Prior week:159, 41, 33.75, 38, 40.5, 7
Last week: 160, 41.5, 33.75, 38.5, 40, 6.75
This week: 162, 42.5, 34, 38, 40, 6.75
I blame chocolate and Russell Stover's Outlet stores. On his trip with his parents, Hubby brought back boxes on sale from V-day. I ate whatever I wanted within reason, knowing that today would be the end of sugar for a while. Happily, the diet is good so far. I had a huge fajita salad for lunch, no tortillas allowed. Yummmm.
Enough shame for now. Next week will be better. Besides, my beloved mentioned that I must be close to 'that time' already. I asked if my scrubbing the foyer with a toothbrush or my vacuuming the front lawn and fluffing the blades clued him in. It'll be fun next week to see the decrease in puff. ;)




Loooooook! It's lace! So almost done, it's not funny. The bottom edge is 485 stitches across and for the edging, I cast on two more, then bound off four, over and over until the end. Even all scrunched up, it's lovely! The top edge will need a solid edging, something I'll do as soon as cleaning the house is caught up. Fingers crossed that this evening, it'll be complete.
Another fun thing is that I'm ready to do the sleeves on the grey sweater. As soon as those are done, they're attached to the main body and the yoke is started. I blame it on my fowl upbringing that I want to type "yolk" instead of yoke every time. Ha ha!

Ok, that's enough! I'm dying to finish this shawl and want to get dishes done before
2 comments:
OH wow... now that is lace and a half. Life like Miss Marple would have used. Lace like Italian widows wear to dance on their philandering husbands' graves! Lace that says "come, dance the flamenco with me".
Can you tell I'm impressed?
Fantastic work, Laura. Wow! That's really neat.
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