I've been knitting:
My mother seems to find me oddly unhelpful today.
I've been frogging too: (picture)
My eyes! My eyes! Still no. (picture. One of these days I'll figure out placement.)
If I hadn't shortened the fronts, I'd run a zipper up it and be done with it (well, a bit of a collar). But... it's wool. Maybe I won't ever wash it.
Speaking of collar:
(Wow. I can hunt with Angie and I don't even need to buy a hunting jacket!)
But the checkered collar isn't that bad (well, it isn't that bad if you're not looking at it with a camera flash, pinky swear).( I think.) Still. Probably a garter stitch shawl collar.
Oddly enough, I've cast on something gray. A lovely soothing gray. Rib/stockinette.
READING: I have no books checked out from the library or on hold. For the first time in ages.
I took back two books unread and The Fairy Godmother by Mercedes Lackey with the last fifty pages to go. It was a cute book, an interesting enough twist on both the Fairy Godmother and Cinderella stories but it would. just. not. end. Still, it's a fun read so I'm recommending it. It's me. It took me forever to read Kurt Vonnegut's Bluebeard (my first Vonnegut!) Interesting that some found it a feminist book but I suppose. I liked the conceit that it was an autobiography of an abstract artist - I tend to agree with his mentor - the closer it looks to a photograph, the more impressive I find it. It was slightly unnerving to agree with him about the younger generation.
Now I'm reading the substantive changes and additions of 1120's and The Art of Subtext: Beyond Plot.
Does this make my butt look big?