It so figures. Just two days ago I was rejoicing at my finally being able to spindle again after having sprained my finger playing volleyball this summer. And wouldn't you know it, I dove for a ball last night an burst a bunch of blood vessels in one wrist - sprained the other.

sigh

Wow, Blogger.com has changed a bit since I first started this. I may be time for me to rehaul my blog - redo comments; start adding pictures, etc.

Well I finally started spinning again. My finger doesn't hurt anymore! So I'm working on the Cinderella mittens. (Mittens that are too big for me, but maybe they'll fit a SO.)

I also gave away a pair of socks that were too small for me. The recipient loves them. She wants to commission a sweater of similar design. (Aran) We have to get together to see exactly what she wants, and whether I have to design it myself or if there's a pattern she likes.

I don't purposely make things that fit or don't fit. I make things - according to the pattern. Obviously, I can tell that they're going to fit or not fit by the time I've finished the first one. Just because thay don't fit me is no reason not to make them, or to frog them, or what not. They'll fit someone, and I can always make another set for myself if I like them. If I don't like them, then at least I'll still have the experience of having knitted them. It's all about the process, isn't it?