Count twice

Leave it to my Mom and her distrust of the internet; she called Rapunzel's yesterday and found out they ARE open on Mondays. Although the trip was inspiring, I found their yarn (and everything else in Frankenmuth) 10%-20% more expensive than here in Ann Arbor, so nothing tempted me. Plus, being in a tourist trap town, they only carried the fuzzy, sparkly stuff that makes up quick scarves and shawls. Projects for people on the road.

I moved on from the ribbing in my poncho with some help from my Mom. She admitted that the way she does increases is not as good as the method I found in Vogue Knitting. Good thing she heard me counting out loud, and heard me put in a stitch marker at 10 instead of 14 in one section. I had 4 extra stitches on my first increase round, and I couldn't for the LIFE of me figure out where they came from. Count twice, knit (and unknit) once.

We're off to grocery shop. Exciting, I know. Seriously, I love cooking, and will soon figure out a way to include my recipes in this blog (or perhaps a separate one).