Last week we broke the record – 40 out of 42 days of rain. It was rain of biblical proportions. You know it’s bad when the newspaper is delivered double bagged and the joke going around has to do with the devil throwing aside Vancouverites because they’re are too wet to burn in hell. When the rain ended I saw a star in the sky – star light star bright, first star I saw this year! I guess there’s no need to build an ark after all.
I talked myself into picking up the first 440 of 872 ruffle stitches on C’est LaVie. It sounded so overwhelming, but it’s not been bad. On the third row you increase another 220 stitches and three rows later another 220. I was having so much fun I decided to go for a longer ruffle and another 220 stitches for a grand total of 1532 stitches.
It was going very smoothly, but we all know that life is not about smooth, right? So many stitches require the longest needle on earth, so I used my Denise interchangeable to make a circular the size of a jumprope. Good old Denise did it again; about 651 stitches into it, the needle came apart. That wasn’t enough of a blip in my knitting night. A little while later I heard Gracee chewing on what I thought was her nylabone to find her gnawing on the needle. They’re both nylon, how was she to know? After a little sanding of tooth marks, and melting to straighten out the needle, the ruffle is looking great:
Life's a Stitch 
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