Mr. Larger Than Life is on the mend, but he's beside himself that he's being imprisoned in a hospital room until Friday. This means that he's upped his litany of complaints significantly. He is no longer thankful that I helped save him from himself. He isn't grateful he still has two hands with which to point blame, in fact, he wants me to know that there wasn't anything wrong with him in the first place. To hear him tell, he was never in pain and nothing was ever, ever wrong. This is how his kids and I always disappoint him-by being wrong. I hold out hope that one day we will get it right.
Enough about him. He'll just have to deal with getting over easy eggs from the cafeteria located miles below his hospital room, when what he ordered was over medium. Suck it up and stop ordering the eggs. It's a hospital, not a hotel. It's best to order the oatmeal rather than fight with the chef.
I've been making slow progress on the shawl. There are 9 sections with 68 stitches in each section which means every round is 612 stitches long. When there are 738 stitches on the needles, it'll be done. More than two-thirds of the main chart is complete and I'm beginning to imagine the beast all sprawled out and off my needles. It's exciting to know I'm so close, but still, it's such a slow knit. It would probably go much faster if I'd put the new pair of socks I'm knitting down and make myself focus. Easier said than done. One day, I'll get help for my knitting A.D.D.
The sock yarn is Colinette Jitterbug in the colourway Raphael. It's a plain sock pattern because with yarn as pretty as this, no fancy stitches are required.