We had a big day today, as yesterday. Lots more socialising. This introvert has had enough of socialising, so why am I blogging instead?
We had morning tea with the PiLs and their old friends, went to Bunnings, got a door frame, some potting mix, plants and something special with my gift vouchers from my birthday.
I knitted. Lots. Coffee with the PiLs was good. I got lots of knitting done then. :-) Chatted, caught up on the goss.
Titania is crawling ahead. Trying to keep the lace pattern working whilst decreasing every second row is a PITA. Here she is in all of her glory this arvo:
The baby top caused some degree of interest at morning tea. Here it is as it was before I finished the matching stocking stitch this evening at dinner with the PiLs:
See the needles? I am using some of the Denise needles Dreamcatcher sent me. I started swatching for something with them but they are really being christened with charity knitting. The top is a very easy thing to make - 22 rows of 2X2 rib across 44 st, 30 rows stocking stitch, add 12 st each side, another 20-odd rows of rib then cast off for the head opening, cast on again and do the opposite. I chose mauve cos I thought it would look very pretty on a black baby.
Can you see what is underneath? There is a hint there :-) No, not the baby outfit thing - gosh you should know me better than that! I used my birthday gift vouchers to buy half of it. Family are handy things to have sometimes ;-)
(A2 look away NOW before you are scarred for life.)
Can you see it? Now?
Isn't it cute with most of its bits packed inside it? Yep, we got ourselves a BBQ!
It isn't a high end BBQ but we reckon it will be quite adequate for our needs. It has decent sized plates - cooked a meal for four on only two of four burners. The Boy thinks it will do verra nicely indeed, and the PiLs helped christen it. Whilst I have titled the pic of the Boy and the BBQ as a man and his bbq, this is my barbie, baby! OK, so Nathan put it together but it is mine! I wanted it for ever!
Head is swimming now. Time to go do some spinning or something else calming. Work tomorrow. Blah. I think I'll tell the boss I can only work three days this week cos four days is killing me - I am so behind with cleaning and planting and maintenance after most of 10 days of not being able to use my dominant hand's little finger....