Scarf

So... I ordered the doings for KnitPicks Hoopskirt Scarf as my mother has been quite ill lately and I figured a nice, warm scarf for her birthday would be the thing to cheer her up, rather than picking something up in Chicago (where I'm not going). Perhaps it is the lateness of the hour. Perhaps it is the fact that my room is poorly lit and my mother asked for a black scarf ("Not coal, not slate, black."). Perhaps it is that I am distracted by my tea and House and trying to find clotted cream in a Pennsylvania suburb while I make this. But somehow, someway, I managed to get the pattern repeat right once and never again. Purling 15 stitches into one might be the kind of torture the Marquis de Sade would have for a knitter.

The shawl and hats are currently on hold, in the hopes that I can make this for her birthday. She's told me that my skipping Chicago to go home for her birthday (and probably cook a birthday dinner and cake) is enough, but I want to make this special for her.