There are Good Days...

...and then there's yesterday. Yesterday was not such a good day. Yesterday I spent hours wandering through the mall, searching for a fabulous dress to wear to the wedding with my fabulous shawl. I ran into Mary, who was shoe-shopping with her daughter, her knitting in tow.

Behind me, I dragged my poor, long-suffering husband.

"The reason I brought you here today," I told him, "was to give you one more reason to be glad you're not a woman."

For him, finding something to wear to the wedding means pulling out his suit and deciding which tie to wear. For me, it means trudging through store after store, trying to find something that's:

(a) in my price range,
(b) in my size,
(c) in a color that matches the shawl (which, I figured, would be navy, black, or perhaps brown -- nothing too unusual),
or
(d) in some shape that
1) doesn't accentuate my pear shape
and
2) will not look like I could possibly be hiding the slightest of baby bumps.

During my entire afternoon in the mall, I only tried on six dresses that I kinda liked. Of the six, there was only one that I liked enough to show Paul -- and, of course, he didn't like it.

I returned home thinking that I'd better plan on knitting that shawl extra big -- because I'm going to have to be naked under it.

Then, after I picked up the shawl again, I came across a big flaw in the yarn. Mid-row. Ugh. So, following the flaw hassle, I ended up knitting just two rows yesterday, for a grand total of 14 this weekend. Not bad, but not spectacular, either. I have, however, finished my 10th repeat. And here she is:



Fortunately, the baby sweater has been going well. Despite the fact that I've pretty much thrown out the pattern, it still looks like a baby sweater. In fact, even though it's not supposed to be a roll-neck, I've decided that I like the way the neck rolls...so I'm keeping it, and I'm reworking the rest of the pattern accordingly. I should be finishing the body when I go to knit with the girls today -- so I'll post a picture tomorrow.