Phase One Complete
Phase One is complete. My center panel for my afghan is done!
Well, except for adding the flower petals. I’ve got 7 of them done now and, well, they’re curly stockinette stitch, so right now they look more like starfish than like flowers, but I assure you, that will change once they’re stitched down. The long strands of yarn you see are the ends which I plan to use to do that stitching, rather than sewing them with “fresh” lengths of yarn and having twice as many ends to weave in.
Now–question for you. The border is going to be a vine with leaves, but the cable on the afghan itself very clearly has a bottom and a top with the direction it’s growing. Do you think I should knit the two sides of the border so that its vine is “growing” in the same direction as the main cable? Or should I knit it all in one piece, all the way around, so that one side will be pointing up, and the other side pointing down? Or doesn’t it matter?
Chappy’s having a much better day today. He was sick most of yesterday. He threw up in his crate at about 6:30, and then in my parents’ room at about 7:00, and then in the laundry room about 7:30, and then twice more during the morning while I was at work. He spent quite a lot of time sitting on his grandpa’s lap, too, which is highly unusual for him. I’ve told you before that Chappy is NOT a lap dog, right? He likes to be nearby, but really doesn’t like to sit in laps … unless he doesn’t feel well and needs comforting. He was feeling better by supper last night, though, and seems like himself today. No idea what that WAS, though.
I got Mommy demerits, though. Not only did I NOT drag myself out of bed when I heard him being sick at 6:30 … (Um, I have a hard enough time dragging myself out of bed at 6:45. I do NOT wake up easily!) … But I then left him and went blithely on my way to the office, deserting him in his time of need. I mean, he had both his grandparents home, and they both made a point of spending time with him, but they’re not his MOM. I felt just terrible.
Anyway, we celebrated his feeling better by having a doggy version of a shearing festival–he got a haircut, and the pile of fur on the floor when we were done was about the size that he was when we brought him home seven years ago. He so badly needed that haircut! There’s a fine line between “fluffy” and “scruffy” and he passed it about two weeks ago (grin).
Okay–got some stuff I need to get done and it’s already after 11:00, so … Hope you’re all having a good Saturday!
















































































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