Aorta? I'll not allow it.

So.. I finished my book. Honor's Splendour by Julie Garwood - and yes, it's a historical romance novel. Laugh it up, people, go ahead, but it's still better than the crap most people are reading these days. I haven't read in quite some time and I just read a 374 page book in less than a day and it successfully gave me enough time to reason through how I could possibly make that pathetic excuse for a coral branch - which I had just spent the better part of two days working on, mind you - look any better. The conclusion I came to....

Start Over.

Yes, it was that bad.

Don't judge me, I'd like to see you do it.

So now here I am trying to finish it off while watching yet another episode of Hercules (which oddly has Lucy Liu as a guest star, and let me tell you, Girlfriend had some work done between then and now because she looks like a totally different person. Hell, she acctually looks Asian in this episode wich is a dead give away that something's changed).

It's going to be another late night. Thankfully though I have a massive Dr. Pepper and an entire bag of Hershey's Hugs to keep me awake.
I'm going to have this prototype done by tomorrow if it kills me.. which honestly, it just might.

Th Dark Ages

I haven't crocheted a scarf in almost 2 years. They were the first thing I learned to crochet and naturally that meant that I had to make 15 of them in any yarn I could get my hands on just to prove I could. The second I learned to crochet in the round though, I abandoned the scarf like one would an old childhood toy and haven't made one since.

I was commissioned recently to make red coral branches for a boutique in Asbury Park by a very nice man who I completely adore. Unfortunately, after spending much of yesterday trying to make a prototype it suddenly hit me that the object I was working on looked more like a heart valve than anything else. I was heart broken.. hell, I still am. And instantly I found myself looking to make something easy and comforting - something I knew I could do. I started a scarf today with a chained base of 15 sts. I'm double crocheting it using a J hook. It's a beautiful yarn I picked up in Pennsylvania over the weekend; my Grandmother fell in love with it and asked me to make her a scarf out of it. I agreed to do it thinking it nothing more than a bothersome chore to be done when I had a spare minute. I find it funny and completely ironic that it was the first thing I reached for when the coral went to hell.

Tomorrow I work on fixing the valve, or coral as it were. I may have to completely scrap what I have which I am not looking forward to. As of now, I've started a new romance novel which I expect I will be up tonight to finish if only to try and prolong the time between now and when I have to look at that wretched thing in the morning. Here's to burning the midnight oil.