If I had been drinking milk at knit-night not too long ago - it would indeed have been coming out of my nose!
I have been working on a pullover sweater on and off over the fall; picking it up and putting it down as I work on other projects in-between. When I finally moved on to the pullover's sleeves - (yes, that's a sleeve up above) - I had picked it up and set it down many times over. How, in all of that time, I did not notice how it looked - I don't know! I mean really - look at it!
So, knit-night at Spun Right Round - I'm sitting there with all of my "people" and knitting and chatting and laughing and solving the problems of the world - because that's what we do. Suddenly, for whatever reason, I decided to LOOK at the sleeve I was working on.
"This doesn't seem right," I said to myself, "I have too many stitches for as long as this is. And -
it really isn't laying right."
It was then that it dawned on me that at some point, rather than increasing, as I should have been, I picked it up anew and began decreasing - and then - increasing again! The end result was "The Loch Ness Monster", as I have affectionately referred to the craziest mistake that I have ever made in knitting!
Oh my word - the laughter! I (and I dare say the others knitters present) haven't had that good a side-splitting laugh in a long time! I am reminded of how good it can feel to have a laugh at your own expense, and to be in the company of people who will laugh good-naturedly along with you.
Thank you Sue, for capturing the moment for all time - it just cracks me up!