Ding, Dong, the mask is done! Well, okay, it's ALMOST done. I still have to weave in the ends, crochet around the openings, add laces up the back, do something with the neckline and... dammit! I'm totally not finished at all! I even skipped Stitch n' Bitch last night to work on it. Skip Stitch n' Bitch to stay home knitting? I know, sounds wacko, but trust me, I knew what I was doing. This project requires concentration and when you bitch whilst you stitch... mistakes are made. Besides, I couldn't bear to have any input. The construction is sloppy at best.
Newbie intarsia madness, haphazard decreases, worsted cotton mingling with sport weight wool! It ain't pretty. Yet. Whatever. The muggles* won't notice the novice construction.
* My rant on "muggles":
Perhaps it's because I'm a little late to the Yarn Harlot phenomenon, but I somehow missed when the term "muggle" was coined. Oh, I figured out what it meant. A "non-knitter". Definition through context - no probs, Bob. Reading comprehension 101. The problem lay with the root of the word. It wasn't until I dared to use the term "muggle" in the company of a so called "muggle" that I met with embarrassment. It suddenly became obvious that Stephanie Pearl McPhee did not coin this term. J.K. Rowling did.
Being one of the three people on the planet who has never read a Harry Potter book, I was unaware that "muggle" actually refers to someone who is not able to perform magic. (Ah! Yarn Harlot - you are hilarious. We all know that knitting is magic!) I suddenly realized that this whole time I had been on the outside of an inside joke that I didn't even know was "inside". (My "muggle" friend? They were left wondering why we were suddenly talking about Harry Potter when we started out talking about knitting.)
I always seem to be the last one to know. For godsakes though, do I really need to read Harry Potter?