Thursday, November 29, 2007

Spontaneous Combustion....

or so they tell me.

I spent my lunch hour waiting for the local Ford Service department to plug in a little cable adaptor which is supposed to make sure my Ford Explorer doesn't suddenly burst into flames.

Can anyone explain to me why on earth it took the WHOLE hour to plug in an itty bitty cable that I could have applied myself in 5 minutes? No don't give the little female the part when she asks for it. There, there darling, just let us men take care of it for you. Gr.

So I was knitting in public today while waiting for my car.

This is how much of the Harlot's One Row Handspun scarf I can get done in an hour. I only had two rows on the needles when I sat down.

No I'm not a fast knitter. This is a lovely mostly no-brainer for me pattern. All I have to do is count to four and end on a k2. Apparently my brain has a hard time wrapping around the fact that number 3 should be knit tbl.

The yarn is Rowan Felted Tweed in red. Enjoy.

1 comment:

Knitaddicted said...

Ya know, when I bought my last new car, I told the salesman in no uncertain terms, that I would be taking care of the service on my car and if I was patted on the head and treated like a helpless stupid woman at a service call, that he would find himself eating my car keys! That treatment was one of the reasons I was buying a new car! Strangely enough, at the Infinity dealer I go to, most of the service writers are WOMEN!