just one more bite, maybe...

...er, maybe not. This one has gone BAD.

Where did these things come from anyway?

The bathroom mirror in our house is dynamic. Since we have such weird work/sleep/life patterns, we find ourselves with things we would like to share without waking each other up. And so, there is the dry erase marker. Luckily, he is as bored with the idea of knitting sweaters as I am, so he has no problems with the bookshelves becoming overrun with weird critters. In fact, I have pressed him to contribute, and so the mirror gives me fun projects. Sometimes, though, I'll get a proper sketch:

And that is just all the more frustrating because, dammit, he's pretty good with a pencil and I've been just making this stuff up as I go along... (Patterns, what happened to using patterns?) But I take my best shot.
I totally dig the eyebrows, but could never do this again because I have no idea what I did. Regardless, the quadtropus.

Apparently I am making a giant eyeball next. (Also for the record, totally doing crochet with round stuff and knit with straight because I haven't figured out how to crochet a square.)

Yeah I finished something

Close up of the pattern




All right gals look and behold I finished a quilt! Woo Hoo for me. Granted it is only a baby sized quilt for my older brother's first child, but I am excited I have been able to finish one project completely since the birth of my little one. It took me a week to complete it with most of the work taking place over this past weekend. Why the rush now you may be thinking, well the baby had decided to come early so I had to finish this sooner than later. Hubby watched the little one while I was in my sweat shop for the weekend.

My younger brother wife is pregnant with their 1st and that baby is due in May...I think I will start that quilt now just in case :)

PS I have even crochet a little more of my blanket...sigh one day it will be done.

Mochimochiland is having a photo contest...

... should I enter the deviant beet? I'd probably reshoot the picture, but hey, the name "beet of my heart" is soo very perfect to ensure they knew what I started from.