I’m sleepy. Possibly a little grumpy. And most certainly knit deficient. Well, not TOTALLY knit deficient, but I am lacking a large amount of knitting from my diet. Huh? I don’t know, just go with it.
I worked on the brioche stitch scarf some last night. It is growing slowly. Size 5 needles, people. This girl loves her some 10.5 size needles. LOVES THEM. I’m not really big on the smaller size needles unless they involve a sock…or possibly lace…..but lace has not been explored thoroughly…..yet.
I am hoping to work on the Daisy Mae bag tonight. I’ve had too many nights out in a row here lately. Or at least it seems that way. I’m really wanting a nice quiet night at home tonight. I also need to put my clean clothes away and wash the dishes. But let’s not speak of such foul things. Evil C.H.O.R.E.S.
Also? I DESPERATELY need a hair cut. BAD. Once upon a time, I had a cute pixie hair cut and my hair was really short. Now, it’s practically to my butt.* I could probably remedy this by going and getting a haircut. You think?
Hhhhmmmmm…..what else? Nothing else really comes to mind. So then I guess this is it. Til next time, luv!
[*I might exaggerate just an eensy teensy bit. Down to my butt ~ not so much. Maybe halfway down my neck, and only the back of my hair, not ALL of my hair.]
edited: I realize now that my "truthful" description of my hair makes it sound like I have a femullet in the least. So scratch that and return to thinking that my hair has in fact gone from roughly being 1.5 inches long to almost to my butt. It’s a much better assessment of the growth of my hair. REALLY.
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