Remember how I was all gung ho on figuring out my own Norwegian Sweater pattern?
Hey Look! Mittens! The pattern is Bella's Mittens here.
No, they are not knit because I like Twilight. The whole phenomenon makes me want to vomit. The last thing I need is a bunch of screaming fan girls swooning over teen age angst, and their daughters are really annoying too.
I knit them because I like a long cuff. And I had the yarn in my stash.
And because my sweater is in time out. I screwed up two inches into the ribbing.
I have been knitting for 31 years.
For non knitters, screwing up a knit 2 purl 2 ribbing is like Danica Patrick failing drivers ed.
It's like Magic Johnson missing a slam dunk on a Little Tyke's basketball hoop.
It's like Tiger Woods being dateless on a Friday night.
I thought I could live with the indiscretion. I thought the sweater and I could come to a mutual understanding and I would recognize that yes, it had its faults but we could always call that part of the sweater the back and no one would know.
No one except me that is.
Yeah, the counseling didn't go well. I tore it back and now it's sitting on the naughty step.
But hey, look!