Exhaustion + needles = insanity.
I made a kid’s scarf out of some Noro Iro the other day, and had enough left over to make part of a hat, but not an entire one. So I got some Sirdar Donegal Tweed in purple and just kind of… started knitting. It became clear at about 10pm last night that it had gone nuts enough that it needed something to just put it over the top, so I just kind of… kept going.
Here’s the hat. Because my husband keeps saying “Toing! Toing! Toing!” when he sees it, I’m calling it the Three Toing hat. A nice silly hat and scarf for a kid. I think in different colors, larger, with a few modifications, that actually would make a nice silly hat for a grownup, too.
And future note to self: At 1am, stop knitting, because who knows what you’ll end up with?
ETA: Lest anyone think I am going crazy, let me tell you, it could be worse.
>ETA: Lest anyone think I am going crazy, let me tell you, it could be worse.
::shrieks:: If you EVER get the hankerin’ to do something like that, you must let us know so we can stage an appropriate knitting intervention.
>ETA: Lest anyone think I am going crazy, let me tell you, it could be worse.
::shrieks:: If you EVER get the hankerin’ to do something like that, you must let us know so we can stage an appropriate knitting intervention.
You’re listening to Ani. This is why Lyris insists you’re gayer than any of us.
-D
You’re listening to Ani. This is why Lyris insists you’re gayer than any of us.
-D
Listen, sister, I’m going to smoke a pack of Marlboros and shoot a few rounds of pool, then I have to go pick up my flannel shirts from the co-op laundromat. After I get them and also pick up my cats – Butch, Phranc, Alice B. Toklas and Dildo – from the all womyn’s vet, I’m going to give you a serious tongue lashing.
Listen, sister, I’m going to smoke a pack of Marlboros and shoot a few rounds of pool, then I have to go pick up my flannel shirts from the co-op laundromat. After I get them and also pick up my cats – Butch, Phranc, Alice B. Toklas and Dildo – from the all womyn’s vet, I’m going to give you a serious tongue lashing.
*dies from Tessi’s post and Tvini’s reply*
*ponders Tvini dancing for joy since she won’t run into me at Simucon now*
*dies from Tessi’s post and Tvini’s reply*
*ponders Tvini dancing for joy since she won’t run into me at Simucon now*
Awwww. You’re not coming? But I like you!
Awwww. You’re not coming? But I like you!
I’d come, but now I am dead from Tessi’s and your reply. *ear sad*
Yes, I’m still coming, and so is husband number 4.5 this year.
I’d come, but now I am dead from Tessi’s and your reply. *ear sad*
Yes, I’m still coming, and so is husband number 4.5 this year.