Yesterday I met with Jennifer and helped her with her pie shawl, as I started my Wicked socks. I'm learning "intarsia in the round" which sounds far more intimidating that it truly is. THese ends will drive me batty, but that's intarsia.
No pictures of the failed felted sweater project yet. I have not finished them.
Last night I got distracted by Jennifer's plea for crocheted poop. (Hey I love a challenge.) It made me realize that I am the knitting equivalent of that kid on the playground that you can make do anything by laying down a dare. Yup, that seems to be me.