to me! I'm 22 today. It's a wholly unexciting age, but that's where I am. If you think about it, there are very few exciting birthdays after 21 (For America, I think in other countries it would end around 18 or the whatever the age of adulthood is). Think about it; You turn 10 and hit double digits, 13 you're a teenager, 16 you can drive, 17 you can see rated R movies by yourself, 18 you're a legal adult, 20 you're no longer a teenager, and finally 21 you can legally drink in the US. All interesting birthdays, but 22? Now you're just getting older.
Ah well, C'est la vie. ;-)
My plan was to finish Hey, Teach! for my birthday today. It would have happened, too, had I not rushed through the front Wednesday night. Last night I seamed up the sleeves, used a 3 needle bindoff on the shoulders, seamed up the right side, and on the left side realized... I did 2 fewer rows of ribbing at the waist than the rest of the sweater.
I seamed it the rest of the side, telling myself that it was hard to tell and it wouldn't make a difference. No way I was going to rip all of that back and reknit the top of the front! But then I tried it on. *sigh* It's shorter and you can definitely tell. It throws off the whole front, the lace isn't aligned and it's noticeably shorter.
So much for having a new sweater to wear on my birthday. =( Oh well. I may finish it tonight. I'm not too miffed at it. I did spend about 2 hours seaming last night, though.
I know I've been away for a while. Much has happened since then. Much yarn acquirement, and a lovely weekend spent with a fellow raveler in Cleveland. That, however deserves its own post and will have to wait for another day.
I will tell you that there's only 2 pictures from my weekend in Cleveland because the BF had my camera down in New Orleans. He's doing an alternative spring break and volunteering at a halfway house of sorts for people with AIDS.
I may or may not be dyeing some cashmere/silk this weekend. Fun fun and lots of pictures to come in the following week.