I broke my nose. For the third time. In less then 3 years. How pathetic is it that I'm used to it by now? Black eyes, swollen nose, cursing every time I go to itch my nose, or the worst thing? When I go to push my glasses up. I've been wearing glasses since I was 8ish, so I do it without realizing it. And I'm wearing contacts since my glasses are too painful to wear right now, so I keep hitting my nose. One day, I will learn. I think. And yesterday, on the very last day, a huge bottle of mouthwash fell on my foot and now my pinky toenail is about to fall off.
To take my mind off of all that, I crocheted. And read (10 books this month!). I went Stash diving and came up with a skein that I got when I first started knitting. It was one of those giant skeins that I got at A.C. Moore in those $5 mill end boxes. I believe the yarn is Red Heart Light and Lofty, which I've worked with before (on my very first blanket) and it's pretty nice for blankets. Without giving it a second thought, I grabbed my J hook and chained on, doing a double crochet. I began working on it over the holidays, but really focused on it the past few weeks.
While working on it, the pooling reminded me of ivy climbing up a house. Regional English common names for ivy include Bindwood and Lovestone. I really hate to admit this, but I knew that from reading some trashy bodice ripper when I was 12, 13.
I love it. Totally absolutely love it. I can see myself watching a movie eating popcorn and wrapped up in this.
