That is all.

Ernestine’s Shawl, unblocked

Sometimes it actually happens.

I, for the first time ever, made a shawl for someone else.

Did I mention that it’s not for me?

Did I mention that it’s ORANGE and it’s not for me?

Did I mention that I designed it and it’s not for me?

Er…have I yet mention for whom I actually made it?? Because it’s for a beautiful Sénégalese woman named Ernestine Diatta, who just happens to be my host mother.

Now I just have to block it, but I made sure to tell her that it’s hers so I can’t selfishly change my mind.

p.s. Moom?? I’ll finish it when I come home. I swear!! I loooooveee you!!

EDITED TO ADD

The strangest thing just happened.  I know why, but it’s still ridiculous.  I was typing away happily, when suddenly my nice comfortable French keyboard decided that it would much prefer to type in English.  Isn’t that a great idea?  So.  Now I’m being forced to recall the English keyboard muscle memory.  Why did this happen? I’m finishing a project. Of course.

Anyway, I wanted to point out that I am not swayed toward voting for someone who places their trust in winning the election on the statement “I majored in miracles, and I still believe in them.”  I don’t want to wait around for miracles; I want people to make changes.  Not that I’d be voting for Huckabee anyway…

Knitting!! I know you thought I stopped doing that a long time ago, but you were wrong. I know that’s a crappy picture, but since when does a circular shawl look like anything other than a wadded up bonnet before you take it off the needles?? Once again, this is the Azalea pattern from The First Book of Modern Lace Knitting.

I feel like I’ve mentioned it quite a few times with exactly the same description, but I can’t remember…

Anyhow, here it is!! The long-awaited photo.

In other news, university classes are starting tomorrow. I’m going to try to get there to look at an 8:00 African Lit. class, but somehow I have the feeling that it might not make it into my permanent schedule. Three guesses as to why. ;D