Annie and an Ooops!

It was an exhausting but really good weekend. There were errands to be done, Olympics to be watched, and GS events to attend but the focus of most of our energy was Annie! After being delayed a week by the snow, my girl (and a bunch of others) finally took the stage and it was great.



I cannot adequately put into words how happy it made me to see my girl do so well. For those of you who don't know her, she's the one with the blue ribbon in her hair during thise scene from Hooverville. She's singing her heart out.

I was amazed at how well the cast did considering how the snow interfered with their rehearsals and set building. Most of the reports I've heard concurred that these kids did a great job.

I had hoped to have lot's of news of finishing to report but it turns out that I was a wee bit off base with that. Part of the trouble was that I had way less time for knitting than expected. The other problem was with the knitting itself.

At left is a picture of the first mitten which I posted a week ago. I felt kind of proud at that point because it was moving along so much faster than I expected.

I was less cocky when I posted the picture at the right because it represented my second attempt at the second mitten. I had gotten up past the thumb before realizing that I'd forgotten a few plain black rounds.

By the time I posted the picture I had once again passed the split for the thumb. Because of the similarity between the pictures of the first and second mitten I noted that it was indeed a picture of mitten two.

Do you see where this is going? I bet you do now but nobody said anything at the time and no warning bells went off in my head.

It wasn't until I finished mitten two and proudly held them up to admire my work that I realized that they were way too similar. Not just similar but identical!



Thankfully I have plenty of yarn and I have started mitten number three. It's such a good thing that I'm enjoying this project so much because I'm not nearly as close to finishing as I thought. Predictably my dear daughter has already offered to take the extra pair off my hands. Such a generous offer - don't you think?