Somehow another weekend has come and gone, and I didn’t even recognize it as it passed. This is happening more and more, and it must stop! The voices in my head point out that there is evidence of progress, however. Here is the spun and plied Cotswald practice yarn. Much softer than the wiry worsted version, and encouraging for future endeavors.
The 2500 beads are turning out to be rather frustrating because I have to slide them all over as I knit with the yarn onto which they are strung. I managed to make 1300 of them disappear into the fringe, and finally got to a row where I could leave more of them stranded in strategic locations. This may turn out to be the Moroccan Days/Arabian nights shawl if I don’t lose my sanity before its completion.
And in completely unrelated news, I received a notice in the mail that my driver’s license will expire on my birthday in March. Luckily, the state has implemented an on-line renewal process that saves me from having to find a licensing facility that hasn’t been closed due to budgetary constraints. It was a fast and easy process, part of which required that I prove that I am me. They asked me my date of birth, my driver’s license number, my social security number, and my eye color. Here is one of the choices I had for eye color:
Pink? As in pink eye? Conjunctivitis? Or are there really people whose eyecolor is pink?