So Friday when the husbeast got home from work, I kind of handed him the Goob, said "She's all yours," and crawled into my office. I spent the next three days sleeping, drinking tea, taking cold medicine, and knitting on the Faux Russian Scarf. I was so dug in, and knitting so mechanically, I got past halfway before I noticed.
There are five full pattern repeats, then another half repeat to make the whole thing symmetrical. So as I see it, eleven half-repeats in the scarf. I've got seven done. Since I cranked out about five of those repeats in the last three days, it'd be nice to finish this thing up this week, but with the in-laws coming, I'm not sure it'll happen. We'll see. Anyway, it's over half done. Which is the point where I start chanting to myself, "It will look better when it's blocked."
No idea how long it's going to take to finish this blog post because I'm lagging and photo uploads are taking approximately forever. We'll see.
Other than the scarf, I don't have much to report, for obvious reasons. Friday, while I felt vaguely decent for one shining moment, I wound off some warp (unused sock yarn) for my little baby loom, to knit a scarf. The Goob spotted the yarn strung from one end of the living room to the other (hard to miss, really), and said "What the hell is going on?" Later I told the husbeast, "Your DNA is showing."
The husbeast told me almost the same thing, later in the weekend, when the Goober was found sitting on the couch, eating a cheese stick and reading a book about dinosaurs.
Yup. Add a few years, darken the hair, it looks about right.
Thanks to all who made suggestions for the Goober's hair problem. I think the biggest issue was Mom Error. She'd been sick so I hadn't combed her hair in several days. Also, I'd been using a leave-in conditioner that I thought was helping. In a recent experiment I tried it on my own hair and found out it makes the hair sort of stick together; not what I was going for. So last night I went for the obvious solution and used my own hair products on the Goob. Seems to have worked out; today her hair was barely tangled and there was no howling when I combed it.
She keeps demanding a hair cut.
Still nibbling away at the design idea for Twist; we'll see how it goes. At the moment I'm hitting the design books for Art Nouveau information. Good times.