Wedding Cakes in San Francisco
What the hell, let's have some blogging.
I've got news for those of you also working, or thinking about working, or in the middle of giving up working, on the "Swirl Pullover" created for Reynolds "Mandalay."
(Quick recap for those of you tuning in late: the pattern, as originally invented, is Wrong. Horribly, horribly wrong, in ways that can not be fixed by the workers of it. Even if they're pretty good at these things. Rumor had it that one could write to the company and acquire the New Improved Directions. Last installment, I was waiting to hear from the said company.)
Well, Reynolds DID send me the new directions, and indeed, they change immediately after the swirl. So if you've got the pattern, write to Reynolds (the address is on the back of the pattern) and ask for the corrected version. They were very polite to me, and I got the corrections within about a week and a half after contacting them.
(Will I copy the corrections for you? Nope. Don't ask. Copyright issue.)
It's taking me longer to finish up my Folly than I thought, because I had to work at my Real Job instead. Fair enough, they pay me. Also, I like my Real Job and think it matters. So I tend to volunteer for things, alas. This won't be stopping anytime soon; I've met me, and I'm pretty sure about this. In fact, as of the last faculty meeting, I am now the head of the Service Learning Committee, a post I volunteered for, with the provision that I be hereafter referred to as the "Service Learning Tsarina."
I have a Dogbert title, too, which is "First Minister of Time-Consuming and Unprofitable Hobbies."
One might as well collect these things.
Folly is very nearly done, however -- another inch on the bottom ribbing, and then the creation of the neckline ribbing, and I'm wearing it.
After that, the "Swirl Pullover," so I can wear that, too.
A couple of Events coming up though, which will require Knitted Gifts, which will have to be shoehorned into the line of projects. A baby shower -- yay! -- for instance; I think one of those strawberry hats Ann Norling designed-- cute, quick, fun. And a beloved darling bestest friend is getting married, and therefore requires a wedding present. Well, she wouldn't put it that way, but I would, because I view it as an excuse to make another "Ab Fab" throw, and you know -- Colinette, well, I mean, really. Knit at every opportunity. I've got no shame when it comes to Colinette.
Now that I come to think of it, I've not got much shame anyway. Let's move on from that.
Anyway. The fact is that the friend has agreed to get married -- after much much conversation and discussion of the political implications thereof -- but she might NOT be getting married, on account of she wasn't physically up to waiting in the rain for days in San Francisco waiting her chance to be part of history, and so she and her girlfriend signed up for the first available slot -- which was in May -- and so the shower got scheduled, and the honeymoon cruise to Alaska got scheduled, but then San Francisco stopped marrying couples of the sort that my buddy is in, and so now the wedding's on hold, and the shower is on hold.
The California state government has therefore bilked me of an excuse to knit another "Ab Fab" throw, and has thereby gone personally up my nose.
The cruise is still on, though. Maybe an "Ab Fab" throw in honor of the cruise to Alaska.
Yeah. Let's go with that.
Ok. I'm slightly mollified.
This does NOT fix the issue of wedding cake, however. Where's my damn slice, that's what I want to know.
I've got news for those of you also working, or thinking about working, or in the middle of giving up working, on the "Swirl Pullover" created for Reynolds "Mandalay."
(Quick recap for those of you tuning in late: the pattern, as originally invented, is Wrong. Horribly, horribly wrong, in ways that can not be fixed by the workers of it. Even if they're pretty good at these things. Rumor had it that one could write to the company and acquire the New Improved Directions. Last installment, I was waiting to hear from the said company.)
Well, Reynolds DID send me the new directions, and indeed, they change immediately after the swirl. So if you've got the pattern, write to Reynolds (the address is on the back of the pattern) and ask for the corrected version. They were very polite to me, and I got the corrections within about a week and a half after contacting them.
(Will I copy the corrections for you? Nope. Don't ask. Copyright issue.)
It's taking me longer to finish up my Folly than I thought, because I had to work at my Real Job instead. Fair enough, they pay me. Also, I like my Real Job and think it matters. So I tend to volunteer for things, alas. This won't be stopping anytime soon; I've met me, and I'm pretty sure about this. In fact, as of the last faculty meeting, I am now the head of the Service Learning Committee, a post I volunteered for, with the provision that I be hereafter referred to as the "Service Learning Tsarina."
I have a Dogbert title, too, which is "First Minister of Time-Consuming and Unprofitable Hobbies."
One might as well collect these things.
Folly is very nearly done, however -- another inch on the bottom ribbing, and then the creation of the neckline ribbing, and I'm wearing it.
After that, the "Swirl Pullover," so I can wear that, too.
A couple of Events coming up though, which will require Knitted Gifts, which will have to be shoehorned into the line of projects. A baby shower -- yay! -- for instance; I think one of those strawberry hats Ann Norling designed-- cute, quick, fun. And a beloved darling bestest friend is getting married, and therefore requires a wedding present. Well, she wouldn't put it that way, but I would, because I view it as an excuse to make another "Ab Fab" throw, and you know -- Colinette, well, I mean, really. Knit at every opportunity. I've got no shame when it comes to Colinette.
Now that I come to think of it, I've not got much shame anyway. Let's move on from that.
Anyway. The fact is that the friend has agreed to get married -- after much much conversation and discussion of the political implications thereof -- but she might NOT be getting married, on account of she wasn't physically up to waiting in the rain for days in San Francisco waiting her chance to be part of history, and so she and her girlfriend signed up for the first available slot -- which was in May -- and so the shower got scheduled, and the honeymoon cruise to Alaska got scheduled, but then San Francisco stopped marrying couples of the sort that my buddy is in, and so now the wedding's on hold, and the shower is on hold.
The California state government has therefore bilked me of an excuse to knit another "Ab Fab" throw, and has thereby gone personally up my nose.
The cruise is still on, though. Maybe an "Ab Fab" throw in honor of the cruise to Alaska.
Yeah. Let's go with that.
Ok. I'm slightly mollified.
This does NOT fix the issue of wedding cake, however. Where's my damn slice, that's what I want to know.
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