That's what it has felt like, at least. I won't go into the gory details. Suffice it to say, work has been rough. The only redeeming factor of this week is that it is Shark Week.
Yay, sharks!
I've always had a thing for sharks (and wolves and grizzly bears). Because it's Shark Week, I dug out my old shark tooth necklace and have been wearing it.
We'd gone to the South Texas State Fair -- more commonly known as the Beaumont Fair -- and there was a table in one of the buildings that had these necklaces, and other similar items. We looked a bit, then walked on. After a minute, I looked back and noticed that my mother was still looking at that table. I didn't think anything about it, until two months later, when I received this for my birthday.
I was wearing it at school one day, and I got into an argument with some of my classmates that the tooth wasn't very sharp. It is pretty sharp, but is even more damaging when you put the shark's 1800 -2000 pounds per square inch of bite force behind it. Yeah, it'll mess you up real quick.
Despite the mayhem and sharks, there has been knitting going on. I finished this infant/toddler sized charity hat.
I finally cast on something with that gigantic ball of yarn Beverly gave me a couple of months ago. I'd thought I would warp the loom with it, and I still will, but I really wanted to knit something. I found this pattern: Celtic Lace.
I didn't realize how annoying that gold thread would be, but I'm going to stick with it. I think the result will be worth it. The original pattern calls for worsted weight yarn, but it's working with this fingering weight. It's making a light, airy scarf. I think I'll like it.
I haven't had much chance to spin, but I am still plugging away at it. I'm getting more consistent, but it's still not perfect.
Finally, since I tried to push him in front of a forklift yesterday, I suppose I ought to share a coke with him today:
He he he...
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