is blogging an inherited affliction?
To begin, an apology. No pictures today (only one in the FOs which I barely dare mention due to its plastic horridnous)! I have not done much worth photographing, although I did finish the back of the Manly only to find it was wayhey to short, so I have increased the width of the green stripe. I am paranoid about running out of yarn. I have also done about 15cm of the lace scarf for the MIL and have cast on one bright yellow 8ply sock for Project Spectrum
. I have also received some yarn from Chickenfeed from mother, 5 balls of shiny bobbly purple stuff. Oh, I did finish the beanie for the daughter, who from now on shall be called Little Purl
. Check out her blog
and leave a comment if you have time, she will drop dead with excitement. Oh, and I did knit a scarf for the smallest daughter on Sunday, which she loves. I will photograph tonight and blog again tomorrow.
And the name of my post? Well mother has a blog, I have a blog and now Little Purl has a blog too. Where will it end? Mum concentrates on her health and wellbeing and seems to inspire others to lose weight and generally become fabulous. When I say others, that is other than me. I now wear her fat clothes. I'm a busy girl! And I love Twisties!
On another note, I went on a 'business' trip today to a wildlife park and a cave, and gee willickers we are lucky to live here. Such natural beauty. Interstate visitors - visit! It is truly wonderful. And guess what? Tasmanian Devils are cute. And they don't spin, not even a little bit.