That's right, my Mom is mad at me for being, well, me. Which I think translates into either me being grumpy, honest, or bitchy. You pick the dwarf that you need to answer that question.
Even with the anger issues, I finished her prayer shawl. That's right, I said prayer shawl. It's hard not to revolt against organized christian religion when your maiden name is Church. So bowing down to the idea of a prayer shawl just hurts my long gone teen angst.
So, no more prayer shawls, no more hospitals, and no more of my loved ones getting sick. I'm warning you! Take your vitamins, exercise, and get plenty of sleep. No, wait, that's the recipe for a supermodel.
Now that the prayer shawl is done, it's time to move on to the Silky Wool. That's right, the lovely brown silky wool that I got for 50% off while at a one day out of business yarn shop. Yes, it was like a weird fiber dream come true. The 1/2 off, not the out of business part. I am also going to whip out the new Knit Picks needle set that I got for my birthday. Those poor needles have been sitting in their box since they arrived on October 30th due to excessive project guilt. But now that I have rocked out two completed projects (the shawl and the sideways Jo Sharp top) I think I it's time to start in on the good stuff. Watch out silky wool, you will soon be Wonky Sweater.