At least knitting is on the brain!!
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving Marin!!
"Camphor" and "pencil shavings"? Sounds like the perpetually-congested nerd boy in elementary school, with the plaid shirt and the expecting-a-flood-Son? jeans who asked every day to empty the pencil sharpener.
You too, Stacey -- thanks for dropping by.
If you stop at "perpetually-congested nerd boy..." you pretty much have my dating MO right up to sophomore year of college.
Who am I kidding? I didn't date in high school. If I did, it would have been a perpetually-congested nerd boy.
So... maybe that explains why the smell of Vick's and pencil shavings is so comforting to me now.
I'm a fan of the "scorched earth" knitting method. If you drop a yarn-over, it's a goner and you're better off starting over. Unless you have more than 10" done. Then toss it in a corner so it can think about what it's done.
Cedar shavings remind me of puppy's. Just thought I'd toss that out there..
Last night at Drunken Knitting, Betsy asked if I couldn't just drop a 10-stitch swath down and weave it back up rather than removing whole rows.
To her credit, she didn't realise I was only talking four rows or so, but all the same, I wanted to go, "Are you KIDDING me?"
I can pick those up sometimes, but mostly I frog back to a place I can start fresh. Sort of a lightly-seared earth method.
Funny, now when I think of puppies, I can almost smell cedar.
But see...it's always the last run after one blows out the knee. It has to be!
Of course, but that's why it's important that it's 5:30 and the lift is about to close -- more accurately, the ski area's last run.
The beauty of that is you'd actually know it was your last run before you took it.
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