I was talking to mom on the phone this weekend, telling her all about my next knitting project. I’m going to make a copy of Jared Flood’s Autumn Leaves Stole for a friend of mine who just had a baby. She’s struggling to juggle baby, baby bag, purse and winter coat. “I wish I had something I could just throw on,” she said. How could I resist that?
The only problem was that I did not have any appropriate yarn in my stash to make the shawl. So I purchased some. It’s a lovely rhubarb colored tweed that I know she’ll love.
It only took me about a week to violate my solemn vow to abstain from purchasing any more yarn until Yarnover. And Mom called me on it. Good for her. I need someone to keep me honest. Plus, now I know that she’s been reading my blog.
In my defense, the shawl is for a new mom. That’s a lot like doing something to help a pregnant lady. And everybody knows that all the rules go by the wayside when helping a pregnant lady.
So you see, my excuse holds up. Right?