I am hoping that even though I can't see the words, they make it onto the blog--with or without typos and errors and misspellings.
----time passes, lots of swearing at Blogger, Google,
and the idiot who ever thought up computers in the first place--
Aha! I can upload pictures on one computer, but have to change to my Unix-based computer to get anything else to work. Thank you sadistic bastards at Microsoft.
ANYWAY, I was able to find two buttons that reasonably matched the pinkish buttons I wanted to use for the jacket, so it now has buttons and has even been worn, but I managed to forget to take a finished picture. I'll try for that tomorrow, depending on what Blogger has in store for me tomorrow.
Though socks might be on hold for a while. A friend of mine sent me a get-well gift,
And two days at the hospital gave me a lot of knitting time. Thanks to everyone for your well-wishes. My father is doing extremely well--providing proof that staying active one's entire life does pay off in the long run, as he's actually gotten to combine some steps on physical therapy because he has so much muscle and is pretty darn fit for a man of 68. I think his biggest problem is going to be learning that the new hip might mean slowing down just a bit--like not jumping on and off of haywagons or running after cows on the ranch. I think he still has his doctor's permission to run FROM cows if need be, but that happens less and less on the ranch. Cows that tend to try to trample or gore the humans on the ranch tend to become hamburger now. Which since I have been kicked, trampled, and charged more than a few times, I thought it was a wise policy to adopt.
So with that extra knitting time this week, the new shawl is moving along really well,