I am totally choking here under the pressure of the Ravelympics. Ugh!
I'm supposed to be fearlessly wrestling my WIPs, but the competition is fierce and I just can't get the upper hand. It would seem, in fact, that out of complete cowardice, I have done just about everything but wrestle a WIP.
Just look around... Not only have I spent countless hours reformatting my blog (yes, hours... hours to make it this boring and plain... but I was having problems with photos in the old format so for now this was the best I could do), but I joined Facebook (can you hear the suction), tried to figure out Plurk (I failed), and... and knit this...
My very first ever dishcloth. (And since I've reformatted my blog, I can post it bigger than ever. You're welcome.)
But now I will watch the women's gymnastics and wrestle. Minimum age of 16 huh? Am I the only one not buying that?