|Left Side of Oatmeal Cardigan|
As I mentioned in a previous post, we traveled to the U.P. for a long weekend. On the way, I took my Oatmeal Cardigan (latest work in progress) to get some knitting in while on the road. After all, its a good 6 hours to Munising from my house. And a TON of knitting can be done in that amount of time, even considering that it will get dark at some point. I know some of you are saying,"Just bring a light with you." I guess I could, but I never have done this, so its just a habit not to at this point. But I digress; I am on the part where you do the neck shaping and now I have to pay attention. Previously, the back was just stockinette. I look at the directions and much to my
Story two starts with me coming home from work one night. I open the door to the stench of smoke. I run in, full panic mode kicking in. "Welcome home, have a good day?" Hub greets me. "THERE IS SOMETHING ON FIRE!" I screech as I push past him. The kitchen just reeks of smoke even with all the windows open. Hub explains that our son decided he wanted meatballs for lunch. So, he pulled some out of the freezer, put them on a microwave safe plate, read the directions and heated them up. Sounds simple, right? Apparently he did not read the directions closely enough. Instead of the microwave directions, he followed the oven directions to heat for 15 minutes. Yes, 15 minutes. In a microwave. Thankfully, he decided to stop the microwave at 7 minutes.
Like mother like son. And the moral of the story is: always read the directions!