Too sensual for me!

Fun yarns are supposed to add tons of extra joy to knitting.

It’s not that I don’t think they do – the finished product usually looks amazing – but it’s working with the damn stuff that can make you want to fling down your needles and grab the peanut butter.
I fell in love with a furry little shawl on display in WoolWorld last week, and the assistant assured me she’d knitted it herself “chop-chop” with just 3 balls of Elle Sensual and a fat pair of needles.

      

The shawl should have had a warning pinned to it: Extreme knitting! Do not attempt to make this at home!

The woman lied. Through her teeth.  There is no chop-chop about knitting with this stuff, it’s like strings of limp hairy seaweed that knots just from being looked at, and if you don’t pay 120% attention and drop a stitch, then you are well and truly …well, you know what you are! I’d better not start swearing on this blog otherwise I’ll never stop.  (Sheep wanted to get involved so I had to swaddle him up to keep him out of the way.)

I’ve finished the $%^& thing now, much to my relief, but battled to get a decent photo this morning. This will have to do.

And just in case you have some suggestions as to what it may resemble and feel tempted to share them with me? – please don’t. All I can hope is that it will look better on.

And FYI – Elle Sensual has been discontinued. Gosh, I wonder why!!!

Moving on – you will notice that I included my WeighLess binder in a photo above. This is because I have an update for you : I have lost 2 kgs, and Rob has lost 7 kgs.  I got a gold star at yesterday’s weigh-in, and Rob got a big yellow smiley sticker. It hasn’t always been easy but it hasn’t been horribly hard either.  It’s really all about common-sense eating habits and trying to make healthier food choices. Every day. Or for as much a part of every day as you can manage.  Sometimes the Milo bars all break into song when I’m in the fresh fruit aisle (pick me tra la la pick me la la), and then it’s hard to resist them because they sing so seductively. Sometimes I think, Mmmmm healthy veggie and barley soup, how disciplined I am to just have 1 bowl for supper, but then some fresh rye bread falls into the toaster and butters itself and before you know it…

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my jeans have shrunk!

Right, that’s it, I’m going back to Weigh-Less. About two years ago I reached my ‘goal’ weight and felt happier, healthier, and a whole lot more cougar-ish (ha ha). But I’ve managed to let a good few kilos slide back into their old positions since then, and now I must face the consequences. All my jeans have shrunk. I’ve found a group in Gardens that meets at 9.45 on Saturday mornings, so I’ll be on my way there shortly.

Yesterday (Friday) afternoon on the couch was so peaceful: crochet, David Attenborough, and a box of rusks.

There are another three discs in the Life series for me to watch while I make my slippers, but clearly I’ll have to switch to carb-free viewing from now on. Sigh.

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