|The black hole of texture patterning, folded in half|
On Saturday night we drove down to the beach to hang out with my family for Easter. I knit for as long as there was daylight. I knit all day on Sunday and was well on my way Monday morning. I was planning to knit during the morning, knit the entire drive home, and then knit like crazy Monday night. Next thing I know my husband is having vertigo in the kitchen and I am calling urgent care trying to find out who can see him to find out why he is nauseous from blowing his nose. Turns out he slightly perforated his eardrum, which is not as serious as it sounds, but caused some serious inner ear balance issues. Because of this we ended up spending the entire day at the beach so that he could rest and I could get his prescription and everything set up, which was all good but meant that I lost an entire day of knitting. I did get to Target and bought some lovely gifts for the shower, so the day was not a total loss.
I know what you are thinking. Why not knit on Tuesday? You could just stay up all night and get that puppy finished. Well, you see, I was a little preoccupied with another coworker.
How could I turn down the bride with 150 tea lights she needed put in jars? I couldn't. So instead of knitting I spent my evening folding programs and making gift bags. Which is how I ended up here. Headed to work with no finished gift in hand, but still exhausted because I stayed up far too late to bake two batches of blackberry macaroons as a consolation gift for the shower (adapted from Smitten Kitchen's Raspberry Coconut Macaroons). I'm hoping that purple cookies can cover a multitude of sins, even if all my attempts to photograph them turned out unappetizing.
So no progress here, but I bet if you head on over to Tami's Amis you will find much happier results.