Mom was smitten with the giant (6-7 ft wide) lace shawl I’d knitted when she came up the end of December. It’s in electric blue, 2-ply laceweight, wool and silk and sparkle, with silver-lined clear beads. It is stunning.
I figured I’d knit her a lace shawl. Since mom’s losing her memory, had to be in easy care acrylic; if it ends up in the washer, it’ll survive. Plus, it cost all of $6 in materials and only a week of evenings, so if it gets destroyed by abuse or contact with the velcro of her lymphedema sleeve, no major loss. It came off the needles last week, and we blocked & steamed it yesterday. It turned out really well; it’s in the mail already.
Need to get back to writing, though. My local group posted a call for submissions from a publisher: hot, steamy kink, dark, possibly multi-partner. Guess what — I have one of those. LOL. Need to clean the critter off, though. There’s no deadline on submissions, so I have time, I reckon.
Yes, I do say reckon. I’m a Southern belle, don’tcha know?
Erm…mom would be appalled to know I mentioned her and smut in the same post. Oh well.