Here's the story...

of a girl named Cory...



who is knitting up her first knitted purse...

but the yarn came in hanks and she had to ball it...

and the knots got worse...



She's on the right track now and it's looking nifty...

even though she's only five rows done...



but she now knows how to do both knit and purl...

knots= zero and cory= one.


I have really been a slacker for Project Spectrum, and it sucks. I want to do my red cabled handbag! Thanks to Adelle, I have discovered this snazzy pattern for a knitted uterus. Now y'all are probably wondering what in the hell I am going to do with a knitted uterus, so I will give you a little background.

Whenever I see a cute baby I have always said, "oh, my uterus." Not sure where I picked it up. One of the women in my office brought in her grandchild one day and I did "my uterus" thing. Another woman in my office, who happens to not be my favorite person (thus I am leaving her nameless on here) snapped that the word "uterus" is inappropriate and a bad word. God forbid a person uses the technical term for a part of a woman's anatomy.

So I want to knit up a uterus and bring it into work. All while saying the word "uterus" a million times. It's childish, I know, but whatever. It will be amusing to me.

I have been mad busy still with Gayer's afgan... I am on the downhill slide, though, and that makes me feel somewhat relieved. At this point, all of the squares but mine and Gayer's are done, and the majority have been ringed in black and are ready to be crocheted together.



I am considering crocheting the squares together alphabetically, but haven't decided on that definitely yet. Some of the squares are slightly bigger than others due to the weight of the yarn, too, so that will play a part on how they will actually be rearranged in the end. It will be nice to be done.