Lady Adventure

Me Day

Today the husband set off for a day with his buddies. This Big Boys' Day Out has been in the works for the past week, with lots of excited phone calls and complicated arrangements. Finally he set off, with his hair freshly quoiffed and his freshly-shaven face slathered in aftershave. I don't believe he even changed his socks for Valentine's Day. Just saying.

In any case, I had a day for me (that's actually more like a day for meeeeeeeeeee!!!! in my head.) I did lots of exciting things: I baked. I put away laundry. I surreptitiously threw away stuff that my husband will not part with but won't miss if they're gone (and, in case he reads this: the bowl was cracked. Cracked - much like you, sweetie.)

Then I waited till the sun came out briefly, took a snap and then wrapped up my friend Lenka's afghan:



(And this was not finished a moment too soon. I had just about reached the point where I was crocheting resentment and ill-will into every stitch, and that shouldn't be part of the present you give.)

 I also started taking apart a jumper that my friend Vanda gave me: it's a cashmere pullover with excellent seams for unravelling:

Although it almost seems blasphemous to take something like this apart, the wool was in need of a bit of tender loving care ... in the form of a Kool Aid bath.

The first dreaded snip has been taken!

It wasn't as easy as I thought, but once I'd found the correct thread, it all came apart quite nicely in my hands. By the time Mr Gingerbread came home, there was a pile of kinky cream wool on the floor and it looked as though I had shorn a particularly big sheep.

Tomorrow, I'm going to dye it! This, as you might remember, involves Kool Aid and a big mess - hurray!