Fuck past me, honestly

My wife said, "You can come to ours and we can do it for you,"

and I said, "We can make food,"

but then MIL said, "I have food too...",

and on autopilot, like an idiot, I said, "Or we can eat at yours and do it on your computer," completely forgetting she lives in the boonies & wants us to take an hour long bus trip home.

Then it turns out she doesn't have food and wants to spend an hour in the supermarket first.

One of us needs to learn some assertiveness. Or I could think before I speak...

eventual triumph, in the form of this superb brioche cowl, over the forces of shit patternwriting

I eventually finished the annoyingly terribly badly-written pattern project from the 8th time I cast on (I think). There were several times when I had to unknit up to 6 rows to fix a mistake because I couldn't figure out how to do this using a crochet hook for individual columns of stitches, and I had to do that one stitch at a time with both ends of the needle rather than taking the needle out, ripping stitches, and then threading it back in, because picking the stitches back up correctly like that was too hard.

That's why I let a number of minor errors stand: ( img x3 )

But I love this and it seems to be an appropriate replacement for my previous large (enough to go around the head and neck three times) cowl and the merino is significantly softer, and the brioche significantly squishier, than the old one's chunky alpaca seed stitch. I did manage to wear it today, but it wasn't really necessary to have a scarf that heavy, so I probably won't get to thoroughly test it out until next fall, though. I also did get a new Ravelry usericon out of the day.