I am going to kill myself. As I was approaching what I thought was the end of the 2.5 inches of minute ribbing, I checked the pattern: 4 inches. Not 2.5. FOUR. Bleah.
But apparantly the esteemed recipient of the wonder socks will not care about the length of the ribbing. Will I? Right now I just want to abandon the ribbing at 2.5" but I may regret it. Hahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaa! Unlikely. Maybe I'll do one more evening of ribbing and call it quits.
Emily's hat is done. Unfortunately, I left Grace's at my brother's so the handover will be delayed.
But apparantly the esteemed recipient of the wonder socks will not care about the length of the ribbing. Will I? Right now I just want to abandon the ribbing at 2.5" but I may regret it. Hahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaa! Unlikely. Maybe I'll do one more evening of ribbing and call it quits.
Emily's hat is done. Unfortunately, I left Grace's at my brother's so the handover will be delayed. That's Grace's in the pic.
I bought some awesome cobalt Malabrigo to match the brown for Jo's hat to justify whiling a significant chunk of my Saturday away at the PP. Money well spent. I got to meet baby Fenner and her lovely parents - I love babies.
Jo's sweater actually coming on amazingly well, considering the level of loathing I have for it.
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