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(My mostly on-topic ramblings about knitting. And life in general. My life in specific.)

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I'm a middle aged mother of 2 grown children and wife to a man who doesn't seem to mind my almost heroin-like yarn addiction. I spend my time writing, knitting, and generally stressing out.

Monday, January 17, 2011

What Is It?


What is it? My cat wants to know. Are you curious, too?

Is it a cat bed? No.

Is it a cat sweater? No.

Is it something naughty? No.

What? No more guesses? You don’t know what it is? Me neither! Ha!

Found this in my knitting bag, discarded. I don’t even remember buying this yarn. I have no memory at all of knitting this. You don’t suppose it crawled in there on its own, do you? It’s not going to catch me unaware and attack me, is it?



Only one way to protect myself.
Ah. And now it has potential. It could be a cat sweater. Or a cat bed. Or even something naughty, teehee.


Or it could be a simple scarf, held together with a couple of other yarns (the two pink colors left over from the two pink cat hats and a cream colored smooth worsted) and knit on some Speed Stix. Oh, and when they named these things Speed Stix, they were dead on. Despite feeling like I was holding two telephone poles (Ha! Reminds me of the Helsinki incident!), I knit this scarf in about an hour.

It reminds me of sweet tarts.

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