Saturday, March 25, 2006
That, ladies and gents, is my Olympic Sweater in all its glory (unchanged), and my sheep at feeding time. I didn't have the heart to "fix" it. Instead, I've been busy convincing myself I like it just the way it is. The sleeves don't stick out from my jacket sleeves (which is actually quite important to me) and the neck I can live with if I wear a shirt with some kind of collar underneath. So there. I'm loving my sweater. I followed the pattern and everything (for the most part), which is very rare for me. I have a bookcase full of pattern books but they're used more for inspiration rather than gospel of the actual pattern.
I am thrilled I can post pictures again. Here's another:
Annie is a sweater hog. Probably why I don't wear black too often.
Did I mention I have another SPCA cat in the house? Again? This one is a sweetheart. He's a true rescue. Some woman brought him in after finding him on the street, and boy oh boy, he was in rough shape. His feet are a total mess, but he manages fine with a quirky kind of limp. And mild mannered. Wow. Nice after my last experience.