I gave up on the ugly acrylic yarn. Not the double-pointed needles. Just the yarn. Red Heart. I hate it. Life is too short to knit with ugly yarn. I bit the bullet and wen holoholo to my LYS (Local Yarn Store) and upgraded to a nicer yarn.
Now the yarn I’m using is soft and snuggly. No baby should have a scratchy blankie. A couple wahine on the knitting list told me that the Red Heart softens with washing. But I knit it before washing! So that means three blankies with scratchy ugly yarn that I hate working with. So bumbye I’m going to take da rest of the skeins back to the store.
I can even use the new yarn to make the circular blankie that starts with double pointed needles.
This is a boring post. I should delete it. Da whole thing. Maybe adding photos would help. I’m too tired to even try make it funny. Or unboring.
What can I say? I used to live in Boring, Oregon. Then Damascus became a city. I didn’t move, but my address changed.
I kinda liked saying I live in Boring. Peeps would say, “How do you spell that?” Um… u know… like “Ho, dis job so boring!”
“No way! They really named the town Boring?”
“No joke; it’s named for one of the early pioneer families who came over on the Oregon Trail. We have a “Boring Burger” hamburger place, the Post Office and two stoplights.”
Was kinda fun talking about Boring. Everyone always asks if is boring in Boring. Nah. I like it.
Only now I don’t live in Boring anymore. Except in this boring post.