I've done quite a bit of frogging in the last month or so; life is too short to work on something you don't love. I didn't love the Honeymoon Bolero anymore, so it has been frogged; the yarn will be repurposed as a Clapotis (lookout bandwagon, here I come) and my first Tit-Bit. The Rowan River Wrap was fun when I started, but after a while I just couldn't look at it anymore:
Does anyone else remember biology class and looking at all those damn cell slides stained pink? I couldn't stand the idea that I was knitting something resembling my biopsy lab work, so the wrap went into the pond as well.
There has been felting as well as frogging in the Knitting Wounded tent. Check out my Boogas!
The Noro Kureyon bag (bottom) is a little under-felted, but I decided that I was tired of working on it and it was felty enough. Why do I have such difficulties felting Noro? The top bag was made with my leftover Wool of the Andes and felted without much difficulty into a fine, sturdy fabric. Both were coveted by the HusBoy's aunts, so I have a feeling that more of these fun bags are in my future. Heck, I may even get to keep one eventually.
And, lastly, Stinker keeps falling asleep in front of the television.
It wouldn't be such a big deal if she didn't hog the remote.