With no offense to our friends in the Frogpond, I seem to be having a very froggy weekend so far. First, I stayed up till past 2 a.m. last night to finish the front of Arabella. But being lazy and not using a row counter led to my decreases being inconsistant on either side of the tank, and this morning, after it was all bound off and everything, I frogged the whole top down to the point where I start dividing for the neck. So, I think I need to find my other #3 needles and just do both sides together.
Then tonight, after a movie with my friend Shirley who has also become a steady knitting bud, we went for a bite to eat and landed at the Parisian style brasserie Pigalle and as we sat waiting for our order, we discussed, what else, yarn. I told her of my impending delivery of lots o’ Phildar, and she told me of some patterns she acquired from Pingouin, and asked me how to pronounce that company’s name, and just as we discuss this, I look up next to us and there among the decor is one of those old style tin signs you see in all the brasseries, advertising what else? “Laines du Pingouin”, with a penguin balancing on 2 yellow balls of yarn. Now, just how weird is that?? Oh, I covet that sign. If it wasn’t bolted to the wall, I would have been tiptoeing out with it (and man, I deserved a prize after leaving a tip in spite of HORRIBLE service, I mean, our waiter disappeared for hours at a time). I wish I knew where to get one.
Well, we’ll see if tomorrow has more froggy things in store. I know at least I’ll be knitting up Arabella, again.