I did work on Mindy's Stole a little bit this weekend. I knit four rows. Then I started spinning. Spinning, spinning and spinning. Here are about 2.5 ounces of the Opalessence singles. I have another half ounce to go on this bobbin, then I have 3 ounces for the second bobbin. I figure there's eleventeen million yards here already (give or take). Today I'm going to do my best to ignore the siren call of the spinning wheels and get at least 28 rows worked on Mindy's Stole. (I've divided up the charts into 32 rows each, it makes it easier to feel like you're getting somewhere.)
In answer to Judy's comment over the weekend, Finn does not chew shoes (or he hasn't yet). He prefers to chomp on his bed, his back feet (see below) and Legos, which get left out on a regular basis around here, but at least they're easy to pass. When Finn was teething - I believe I mentioned that he took his own sweet time with it - around 5 or 6 weeks - he would sometimes get a funny feeling in his mouth so he would kick himself in the mouth with a rear foot. Isn't that how we all deal with funny mouth feelings? So, he would start kicking himself in the mouth, or at least in the general beak area, and kind of get into a rhythm with it, and so he'd keep doing it, and eventually he'd forget that he was doing it and then he'd start growling at his foot. Of course by then, his leg still had the rhythm of it, so it kept going, and when the growling didn't stop the foot from kicking him in the head, he would attack it and gnaw on it. As soon as it got free, it would start kicking again. It was a vicious circle of kick, growl, kick, attack, repeat. I think that because he did it for the whole time he was teething and because he took so long doing the teething thing, it became a habit or maybe a hobby. We're not sure exactly how much of a thinker Finn is. I mean he potty trained pretty quickly and easily, but the kicking himself in the head thing doesn't really make us want to sign him up for doggy Mensa.