The Ravel(o)lympics is upon us...

And I'm rather nervous. I never thought I would be, but finishing a top in 17 days? What was I thinking? That I have somehow acquired the willpower and speed of a second year knitter? Okay, blurb over. I am nervous, but I'll deal and try to gauge how much I should knit every day to finish on time. I think one lace pattern repeat every day is maybe enough. I need eight repeats, and then enough stockinette to cover my sister's considerable assets. Then, of course, I need to put it together, but there is such little sewing involved that I'm okay to finish, I think. We shall see.

Other than the amazingly nerve-wracking thing that I've entered in a moment of self-delusion (I'm loving me some dashes today ----- :), life is good. My friend (ex-cousin-in-law is too long to say) who's wedding I'm playing in is next week. So I'm practicing diligently in order to make her day brighter and mine less embarrassing. Again, :), how does one nervously smile?

I shall go and do things not entirely related to this post. The randomness wins some days.

Bye-bye, ta-ta, TTFN, adieu, auf wiedersehen, and achoo.

Greeny