Yes, I started yet another project. I’m the boss of my knitting, in case you were wondering.
I started Rendezvous. It’s a brand new pattern by Glenna of Knitting to Stay Sane. She introduced the pattern yesterday, and I took one look at it and went stash diving.
Do you want to see the pattern or the color of the yarn first, because I don’t have both in the same photo. Let’s start with the yarn color.
I’m loving this yarn! It’s Twisted by Blue Moon Fiber Arts and the colorway is Spinel.
Now I’ll show you what the back of the sweater looks like. I hate to use such a bad photo, but it was the only way I could make the pattern show up.
The outside edges are stockinette, and the moss stitch is framed by cables on either side. I love it! Thanks, Glenna!
And now for the reason for the title. From my late teens to my early thirties, I was a cross stitching fool! I just loved it. But I don’t think I’ve cross stitched for at least 10 years. For about the last month, I’ve been drooling over the gorgeous cross stitch designs that Barb and Alma have been doing over at Blackbird Designs. For some reason, cross stitch looked fun to me. Last week I stumbled on a pattern that I just had to have. So I ordered the pattern, linen, and 14 stinkin’ skeins of black embroidery floss. I was sure I would work on it for an hour and hate it.
I love it!!!!!!
This is Lissy. I’m in love. It’s a large sampler, and I’m sure I’ll never finish it in short order. So I truly have come full circle. Well almost…I could start macrame plant hangers again. Everyone needs some of those!
If you look carefully, my trusty assistant is on the top right corner of all three photos. She’s napping right now, and I’m going to keep her company soon!
I don’t think you’ll see much for finished projects for a while. I’m working on too many things, but that’s ok, because I’m the boss of my projects, and I’m having fun. Besides, if I don’t keep knitting, a certain 15 year old blonde may just make me run screaming out of the house. I just have one question for you. Does it say “STUPID” on my forehead? I. Don’t. Think. So.
I’m going to lie down now before I get mad all over again.