I have very, very, very good reasons for my suckassery in blogging.
A) I am a mother of two small children. Free Pass for Life! Or Until They Turn 18!
B) My husband is trying to tear out our kitchen within the next month. I want to let him, but except for, you know, the subsequent lack of a kitchen.
C) I really am going to apply to law school. Really. This year. Really. I swear.
D) I have been writing. Fiction, of all things.
E) I got off my lazy butt, found that Ravelry invitation from July (!) and joined.
Oh. My. God. Why am I such a loser who gets an invitation to join all the cool knitting kids online, and then I sit on it for three months?
'CAUSE RAVELRY ROCKS. HARD.
(I'm muthaknitter if you're on there and wanna friend me. heehee.)
So I put in all the books I could remember off the top of my head (23) and all the WIPs I'm going to publicly admit to (5) and joined some groups. (Look, ma, friends!) I have already spent an inordinate amount of time surfing patterns and people.
In fact, I think Ravelry will help me redeem the unmitigated disaster that is my first sweater. You know, the World's Warmest Sweater of Buttery Goodness (TM) first blogged about in February 2006. Yep, you heard the year right.
It deserves a post all its own, with the horror properly documented in pictures. The Cap'n has agreed to photograph the evidence. And should I ever get out of this hell known as No SD Card Reader, I will be able to download the photos to my computer and blog them.
Because really, the adorability that is the Little Lion's sweater, the coolness that is the Harlot's hat, the wonder that is Lady Eleanor (finally fringed this weekend!) should not be missed.