It's now day three of my new blog (no, I won't keep counting forever!) and I've realized that although I've briefly mentioned my husband and pets, I haven't mentioned fibre at all! This brief post is an attempt to rectify that problem. Bear with me as I am still learning how to post multiple pictures in a post (and not drive myself nuts) as well as add weblinks, etc.
Here is my first blog knitting picture of a Fleece Artist (again, bear with me until I figure out how to add links!) Curly Locks triangle shawl that I love, now that it's finished. Repeated garter stitch is a wee bit boring, I find.
I became a 'blog addict' because of knitting blogs and, during this particular summer, knitting has been my passion. I finished school on May 5th and have rarely been seen without a pair of knitting needles in my hands since then. Unfortunately, I will have to put them down for 9 months beginning Monday when I go back to school. I am putting a couple of easier patterns on needles in preparation for the upcoming semester in hopes that I'll get to knit for 5 or 10 minutes a day and having the projects prepared ahead of time might help.
The first blog that I began to read and regularly visit is Yarn Harlot's. This is a wonderful blog, Stephanie is a wonderful lady (she even mentioned my name and answered a question in one of her posts in June of this year (2006) - yeah me!). If you're having a bad day, I highly recommend going to Stephanie's archived blogs under August 9, 2005. If that post doesn't make you laugh until you cry, you need to seek professional help. I also regularly visit Froggie Meanie, Miss Ewe and Grumperina's blogs. Again, when I figure out how to add these sites to a pretty little sidebar link, I will do so.
I personally enjoy pictures in the blogs that I read so I will try to add a few when I post. I had figured out how to post two pictures on this blog (and promptly lost one of them (*^$**#!) so I'm still struggling. However, I have learned how to change the font size and type and make a title on my entries.
I have to go now. That pariah of the world known as house cleaning awaits me downstairs...