Fortune poos on me
Friday was an utter fiasco. Let’s just say it involved boneheaded yours truly and airplanes and one more airport than it should have, and let’s just leave it at that, because it’s still too painful to speak of. The upshot was that I spent about five more hours traveling to North Carolina than I should have, and I missed my friends’ rehearsal dinner on a river boat and spent the evening in a hotel room with Domino’s Pizza and Whose Line Is It Anyway? reruns.
After allowing ample time for feeling sorry for myself, I decided to look on the bright side. On a sow’s ear of a day, what to do but make a silk purse? Actually, the Bible proclaims this is impossible, and not wanting to provoke any more retaliation from Upstairs, I settled for a cotton/nylon purse:
I didn’t have the right handbag to go with my outfit, so I grabbed a ball of Adrienne Vittadini Allegra in a pinky salmon shade and whipped up this little Regency Reticule to hold my essentials. It matched my hat quite nicely.
I also had plenty of time to work on Rosalind, my second Crusoe sock, and a pair of Ruffled Rib Baby Socks (by Ann Budd from Interweave) I’m making for some friends in England. I’m madly in love with these booties. And I love this fabulous Koigu colorway, which I picked out of the Koigu oddments bowl at Purl. Unfortunately, I ran out of yarn halfway through the foot of the second booty, as you can see above. So I’ll be dashing over there at lunch today to see if I can find any more of it. If not, I’ll have to get creative. These are just too cute not to finish.