See? I wasn't lying - I did do more than party this weekend. Did I mention that we found Ben & Jerry's ice cream in Germany this weekend? That's right baby - Ben AND Jerry's ice CREAM in a pint in many flavors and even some flavors mixed together. Friday evening, I was cooking Italian in the kitchen (you know, just minding my own business, baking some garlic bread) and Neal walks in with a plastic bag from the gas station. He starts pulling stuff out and setting it on the counter on the other side of the bag and me, in full-garlic-bread-focus; caught a glimpse of something pint-ish and frozen out of the corner of my eye. Poor Neal jumped about a foot when I turned on him and squealed "What the f*** was that?!!" His meek answer of "ice cream?" No, I'm serious, what was that? And then he showed me the pint. One beautiful, lonely pint of Half-Baked. God bless me father - civilization has finally found Germany. It's okay, I told the Irishman, you don't have to worry about me running off home anymore. Family I can call on the phone, but Cookie Dough Ice Cream from Vermont just never answers.... Now we have found each other again - girl and ice cream; we are one.
If you think I'm being dramatic about some frozen dairy in a paper can, you should have seen the reaction at the dinner table that evening. 5 Adults and 2 kids, each with one spoon fighting over a pint of ice cream that was frozen solid. All of us hacking away at the solid block of creamy goodness until the kids fought over who was going to lick the lid. And to make things even better - Neal and Iveira came over again Saturday night.....and brought 2 pints of Ben & Jerry's for dessert :)
This doily felt like knitting dental floss and man did I knit the floss out of it. Knit, knit, knit - yarn over and k2togs all over the place and it did cross my mind at one point that someone had once suggested to carry a piece of string through lace knitting every 10 rows or so. It was about that time that I realized my count was off a little, by one stitch and I couldn't, for the life of me, figure out where or what happened. But that's okay, that's why we do test pieces. This was a swatch really - I mean it was wool, what was I going to do? Actually rest a wet glass on 100% wool? I knew all along, it was just an exercise in yarn-overs and k2togs; now that I've got'em mastered, I'm ready to begin my real lace knitting.
Behold: the Dog-Eared Doily (pre-rip).