Sorry for having dropped off the blogiverse, everything happened at once, then Adam was here visiting and has left again, and today's the first day since last week when I have a few minutes online!
Too bad I have nothing good to show. Here's how far I got on Little Rivers:
Although your movie suggestions helped (and I'll be announcing contest winners next week), I still wasn't able to chug through the Knitting Olympics to a gold medal. I'm dissapointed. But even more than dissapointed, I am burned out on knitting this sweater. I think I'll pick it up again next winter, after I've had a chance to forget most of it. I decided to do this for the Olympics as an extra incentive to finish it, and I still want to finish it, just now now.
Here's a bigger picture of the finished back:
It's pretty, right? I know it is, but I'm so bored, it's all I can think about when I look at it.
Oh, well. Congratulations to everyone else who DID get a medal, I admire your diligence! This contest has taught me that even outside pressure isn't enough to motivate me if I really just don't feel like knitting something! Good to know.