This is my beloved bag after felting. What is wrong with this picture? Notice that even though- and I know this because I counted obsessively- that I had the same number of stitches on the front and back of the bag- the front is about 6 inches bigger.
And I particularly like this:
The dog bone shaped bottom. I’m just going to call it the Dog Gone bag. How could you do this to me? I had so much invested in our relationship.
What’s that you say? Mercury Retrograde? You mean what we have here is a failure to communicate? To who? the washing machine???? I thought I made my demands needs perfectly clear. The color design turned out exactly as planned how could the rest go so wrong??? So I can fix it with darts. Just not now, OK? My trust has been broken.
This, though, this is making me happy right now:
I can’t tell you what it is because it’s a gift. In something I never thought I’d ever knit with- it’s a soft quite nice- no really it’s nice- acrylic- Fantasy from Dark Horse.
Since, unlike the Yarn Harlot, I’m not traveling during the Mercury Retrograde it hasn’t been that bad. Only well, I’m unemployed for a few weeks and the wireless Internet I had been picking up for the last year disappeared and I’m stuck with dial-up which takes forever to load everyone’s blog pages and pictures and just because I’m home all day doesn’t make me want to clean even though, yes, I do know that there’s dust everywhere and someone or thing put a deep scratch in my windshield and well, wake me when it’s over, Ok?