Remember I said I’d figured out how to fix/finish the too-small, too-“not me” Vegas scarf? It was simple- I’ve got an engagement party this weekend for an old friend- my grad date, actually- who’s getting remarried. He’s got a daughter from his first marriage who’s 2 months older than Jakob, and we’ve been having playdates with them for years. Back “in the day” both he and I used to play Vampire: the Masquerade (though not together, except for one truly epic HUGE game at UofM) and he went through a bit of a goth phase, and his daughter definitely has some of that in her too. Her winter coat is black, and I decided to put the hastily-ripped-from-the-needles scarf back on, and finish it to give to her as a gift. Her dad (and his fiance) will be getting a gift from their registry, but the daughter is a part of this new family being created and I wanted her to have a gift to open too.
Last night after finishing MY scarf I slowly ripped back the last row of live sts- a fun fur row…making this not much fun at all. Still, eventually I had all 264 sts back on my needle.
OH! Guess what?!? Part of the reason the scarf wasn’t doing it for me, is that I could sense it was kinda small. Well, no wonder- turns out I wasn’t using a 5mm after all- I’d been using a 3.5mm!! BIG difference! I’d had both loose with their Addi bags in a project bag, saw the 5mm bag and nearby a needle and grabbed it, never stopping to see that it wasn’t the needle from that bag.
Anyways, I got it back on the 3.5mm, and did about 4 more rows just so it would feel “finished” to me. I confess I didn’t roll or flip, I just used the yarns I wanted to use, and made the scarf look slightly asymmetrical, yet balanced. I got through about 1.5 of those rows yesterday, but it got late and I put it off ’til today.
This is both halves of the same scarf, showing the two different sides. You can see the split down the middle, though it’s hard to see through the fuzz.
This morning I went solo to the non-zoned French school’s open house. It turns out it’s not an option for us. The problem is that you have to apply every year for permission to transfer to your non-zoned school…even once your child is registered there. So even if Jakob gets in for kindergarten, we’d have to reapply for grade 1, 2, etc before each new school year. To begin with, they refuse over 85% of transfer requests because they need to keep a minimum of kids in their zoned schools, and what really is the clincher for me, is that even if he gets in for kindergarten, if any random year later our zoned school doesn’t have enough kids, they can refuse us and we’d have to transfer to the zoned school. There’s no way I can have Jakob in a school and making friends and have to worry every single year if he’ll have to transfer away. And then in a few years go through the same thing with Henri. Uh uh.
Once I got home I had some lunch, then sat down to start catching up on the last 2 weeks of Once Upon a Time and Desperate Housewives. While watching I did the last few rows (everything from the white section to the end from the pic above), and then I bound off with the same yarn combo I’d cast-on with, and twisted the fringe with Maaike’s handy-dandy fringe twister. Man that thing is awesome! Gonna have to get Yannick to build me one of those.
Now both scarves are done and I get to head over to my original surgeon’s office to see if he can find my hernia(s) yet, and to let him know that I’ve seen another surgeon, and have got the diagnostic laprascopy scheduled. Not sure which is going to be more uncomfortable…the examination or the confession.
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