So, as person who holds no personal value for the knitting pattern (atleast when it comes to bag knitting), I have embarked on a journey of intarsia (go ahead, laugh, you know you want to).  I mean, how hard can it be, right?  It’s just a few extra balls of yarn… and some different colors… no biggie. HA HA HA HA HA!!! What was I thinking?!  I started the turtle pattern the other evening and it looked good… now as I’m progressing onward… I’m not so sure.  I know I have a book around here somewhere that shows me how to do this right, in the meantime, I’m just floundering through, hoping for the best… we’ll see where that gets me.  I sat down last nite to figure out if the colors were even going to work for me, by scrounging up all my kid’s crayons and colored markers (in the exact color of each yarn) and coloring in  the intarsia graph pattern… it looks good.  Oh lord help us all… I hope this works out!
I was reminded today that it’s been almost 2 months since I was in a yarn shop (not Michaels or A.C. Moore, a bonefide yarn shop).  So I also decided that it is time I sit down and have a chat with the yarn gods and confess my sins…. here goes: “oh gods of yarn and all that is knitting, it has been almost 2 months since my last yarn shop visit.  I have been knitting without a pattern (for the most part), not checking for gauge, I have numerous UFOs in my yarn chest, and have fallen victim to second sock syndrome.  I unwittingly left a ball of Malabrigo in my dogs reach and he played with it until it became a mangled mess…. that I have yet to fix.  Is there any chance that I can be forgiven?!”  I hear them answering now “moss stitch, that is your punishment…. now go… 40 rows!”

Man they’re harsh!