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And also an obsession with writing. And Zevia Grapefruit soda. Oh, ok, also computers (and coffee). But that’s all, except for Hershey’s bars.
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I was working on some green chambray overalls a few weeks ago and became convinced my Janome 6600P was the devil behind my inability to maintain consistent top stitching. Which, honestly, it may have been. But that really did not justify the craziness that followed my decision to sell said Janome.
In keeping with the spirit of the covert nature of this cardigan's activities, I am including here the pictures I took a few minutes ago. You won't get much detail, probably, but maybe that's the point. Between the weave and the colors and the cut, this sweater is practicing to deceive.
I gathered up the sleeves and basted them on and realized I had created a monstrosity that was too small for me, and yet so enormous that it looked like it was going to take flight at any moment, and I had to remove them immediately before I went blind or went insane or simply lost all hope in this world.
“So then the lady said, ‘but you told me there would be bicycles!’. Ha ha ha. We laughed so hard!” “Funny, Toilivia. You’re just so funny.” “Wow, I love that green thread…