I was bored. I decided to wind some yarn. (It was decidedly less calories than the brownies I was going to make.)
Speaking of brownies: have I ever mentioned that The Big Guy always hated my brownies?
Yeah. He would complain to all and sundry that my brownies always came out 1/4 inch high, and overcooked.
Then I went on Weight Watchers and stopped eating the raw batter before baking brownies.
My brownies improved dramatically. He's much happier. I still snitch the batter, but only a spoonful, not half the bowl.
Conversely, my waistline did NOT get any smaller.
Once I wound all that gorgeous spring-like soft and squishy goodness, I thought I'd just as soon cast on, and get the join settled. I abhor the join. I have to get the first 7 or so rows done before I can get into a rhythm.
I will tell you about these luscious lovelies tomorrow. I need to find the pictures of them. I may need to re-take pictures of them.
Sneak peek here. Dawn has awesome stuff!
Now, I'm off to break my cardinal rule, and cast on for yet another project.
It's a new year, folks, and time to re-think the way things are done.
Should be interesting!
