. . . to even pick up the needles. Sigh. [Cough]
I have had the flu perhaps 1 other time in my life; it’s a memory I won’t soon forget: Little House on the Prairie marathons, writhing in bed with a high fever, coughing . . . you get the picture. Well, this flu was less devastating, but I pretty much slept through the weekend–including my son’s soccer tournament. I *still* have a fever, five days later, but I’m hoping to be well enough to teach my grad seminar tomorrow. We shall see.
Before I was rendered basically unconscious, I did start up my second Aileas! And here is the picture to prove it. I love the heathered pink yarn and, after all of the pattern maths, I think this one will turn out OK despite the difference in gauge. You see, I voted for the size 7 needle fabric, which was about .5 off the row and stitch counts. I love the fabric, though, and so, made the leap to work out the modifications. And now . . . I’ll be nodding off again. ZZZzzzZZzz