Stumbling out of the Gates

In a moment of insanity and pure joy at the relase of the Wings of the Moth Shawl pattern, I committed to joining in a race to completion with Cheryl, Beth, Julia (you are racing, dear, whether you admit it or not) and now apparently Carole.

I am meat:

Kidsilk Haze, "Hurricane"

I can feel them all trembling in fear at this evidence on my shawl knitting prowess. This is not quite all the way through the set up rows before I can get to the first chart. I did this Friday night after receiving my pattern and then had to leave it here at home while we went up to Maine for a weekend with Dan's family. I don't think this is good car knitting (especially when your chauffer has a window down all the time) nor is it good "crammed in a house with 8 adults and five children" knitting. I came home to handfuls of posts showing me just how much I need to hustle my waddling ass if I want to even pretend to play in this field.

I'm hoping I can at least catch up with Magic Monday tomorrow. My only firm commitments for the day are a midwife appointment and heaps of laundry, oh, and grocery shopping. So while all of you are stuck at work or at home child-rearing, I will be plodding away. You'd better watch your back.