Sometimes a hat should just belong to she who wears it best and as Jarah's nose does not only NOT look big in this beret, but pixie cute - the beret now belongs to her.
Jarrah learned to knit yesterday at the Great Avid Knit In, (West End, Brisbane).
One simply cast on, knit a row, then handed it over with minimal verbal instructions - and voila - a new knitter!
Ha! Cute, clever and a knitter! You'll go far Jarrah.
Donna had been waiting 16 years for the right moment to use that mass of woolly rope on her lap. 16 years!
You never know when that odd bit of yarn (err rope) in the stash will come in handy.
Thank you all for coming to Avid. I had a really lovely time meeting you and knitting with you. A very civilized way to spend Saturday arvo.
Put a smile on your face and a tea cosy on your table. Come play tea cosy with me in Byron Bay on 2 and 3 August - Workshops
Not So Avid Cleaning
Things I have NOT YET learned:
I have not yet learned to accept that a man is blind to dust, grime, ground in garlic and cat litter doo doo.
I have not yet learned to clean house with anything other than a scowl on my face.
I have not yet learned that the scowl would remain whether or not there was a man in the house.
I have not yet learned that cleaning the house produces a CLEAN house. Well, I have learned that but I forget how extraordinarily pleasing it is to HAVE a clean house until it is clean.
Things The Bloke has not yet learned:
That the scowl on my face while cleaning has nothing at all to do with him - even though he is blind to dust, grime, ground in garlic and cat litter doo doo.
That "mad-house-cleaning-woman" pheromones are NOT the same as "hug-me-now-gorgeous-man" pheromones.
Comparing knitting to cleaning:
One finds immeasurable pleasure in the ACT of knitting regardless of the result.
Note to Kay and Annabel:
My sincere apologies for sitting you here beside the rant. Thank you too for coming to Avid Reader to play knitting with me.