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wrong! all answers are wrong!
“What!” Sydelle Pulaski cried.
I repeat: Wrong! All answers are wrong! Partnerships are canceled; you are on your own. Alone.
Erm . . . wait, this isn’t The Westing Game (the best book ever written–and if you’re a fan, as all those who’ve read it are, you must click on that link). But that’s what I always think when something is wrong. Amazingly, despite 75 entries, no one hit on the number of knitting books I own exactly. Let’s take a look at the numbers.
like a ninja!
So, I know I’m a fast knitter. I’ve always been speedy, but my time knitting socks on the bus has really gotten me in an amazing groove of late. I knit a whole pair of socks in one week and then another single sock in the next two/three days. I’m nearly done with yet another sock (not a match to the aforementioned one), which is looking as if it’ll be a kneesock (yay!).
But it was all driven home to me today, when two complete strangers took the time to say something. On the bus to work this morning, a woman leaned over and said, “You are SO FAST! I’ve been watching you . . . just . . . mesmerized.”
it’s just so wrong
I finished another pair of socks this weekend. In fact, I started them late on Saturday the 3rd (did the toe while watching a movie with a friend) and officially finished them Friday night. I blocked them this past Saturday, and they were dry and ready to go by this morning. (Hello, how’s that for a fast pair of socks! One week, start to finish.) Here’s a photo of the start of the second sock, which I worked on while waiting in line at the post office. (And can I just say that the post office features the world’s slowest-moving lines that are completely full of little old ladies . . . and that night, me. On the plus side, I got about 3/4 of an inch knit while in line!)
last stop on the blogger tour
Ashley was on a vacation to the East Coast and managed to meet up with a few bloggers in various cities (maybe more than the three I link in this post, I don’t know); naturally she saved the best for last!