Well crap. There is no longer any doubt that the phantom illness has invaded, perhaps it was inevitable. Advil, Sudafed and a thermos full of hot lemon water should suffice to get me through today and then it’s bed rest for the weekend. No trip to Grandma’s house for the girls, no zoo outing this weekend. There is a horse show at the Clark County fairgrounds so maybe I’ll run them over there to watch the Saturday evening performance. It’s very close and the setting is informal… translation, I won’t have to drive in Portland traffic or wear make up.
I don’t want to sound petty or catty about the knitting talents of others (with an intro like that you know something unkind will follow), and I fully appreciate the design talents of Jill Wolcott. However, this morning’s Stitch ‘N Bitch(please don’t sue me, I’m referring to your copyrighted name, and it is in the correct context) daily calendar page features a knitted Valentine’s Day Thong that had me shaking my head in disbelief. It’s just that the thought of I-chord between my butt cheeks sounds so very uncomfortable. Heck, any thong sounds uncomfortable, which leads me to believe that the entire concept was designed by a straight man. I mean, is it really that difficult to obtain an extra few inches of fabric to cover the twin cheeks? If you or anybody you know will be knitting either this or the thong featured in the upcoming IK then please let me know who the intended recipient is and how he/she likes it! Pictures modeling the finished product are completely unnecessary. Really.