Is it worth it?
I don't really need the yarn. I have another hank and a failed sock that needs to be frogged. It's the principle of the thing, darn it! I can't just throw it away (it's Lorna's Laces, after all), and I hate to throw it into a bag to sit around for 10 years. It's not likely that I'll ever feel like untangling it. Do I just wait until my daughter's old enough to find untangling yarn a fun diversion? Hmm...that might work!
Sydney's great-aunt has a condo in Costa Rica where she's wintering now that she's retired (must be rough!), and she sent the most adorable little outfit for my wee gringa.
She is so funny in front of the camera these days. She's been out of school sick since last Friday, so she's suffering from a serious case of cabin fever and acting pretty goofy. Her brother, on the other hand, has no trouble entertaining himself. He dumped an almost-full container of sea salt all over our stovetop, and here's what happened when I left him alone with a bowl of applesauce for a few minutes:
The little monster!
Finally, I want to share with you this little piece of knitting voodoo, which just blows my mind (I wish I would've known about this last summer, when I had to duplicate stitch a mis-crossed cable with unsatisfactory results). Go check this s*** out (and a warning - Cara's blog is not necessarily family-friendly, language-wise, but this post is worth navigating a few f-bombs)!