If you're gonna do it, do it right.
A little hard frogging on the weekend never hurt anyone.
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I would hate to be misunderstood by the non- or new knitters, so, for your edification, here is an article about frogging.
Yeah, be kind to Kermit!
Hey, can you believe I'm staying up late???
Posted by: Dave Daniels | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 12:16 AM
Oh, ouch.
Posted by: Julie | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 12:28 AM
Oh. That poor sock just isn't behaving!!
Posted by: Kristen | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 12:49 AM
Dude, if I wasn't so busy being busy (and sick) I'd come give that sock a good talking-to.
Of course then it would turn itself into a scarf ...
Posted by: Rabbitch | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 06:01 AM
Boy, I'd rather frog than tink any day. And I've been doing a lot of tinking lately...
Posted by: Nora | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 07:05 AM
Gack.... echoes of my childhood. I totally remember dad pissed off at us because we didn't do something right... it may have been scrubbing off the crayon we put on the outside bricks of the chimney. EXACTLY those words! That seed place looks interesting. We've already gotten our seed order in from FedCo (do ya know them?), and DH has started several flats. Growing tomatoes here totally sucks, one it's maine, two we lose the sun in the back yard around 3 pm. We did well with beets last year. However we sorely missed our eggplant (no seed, I forget), something called swallow or black swallow, a long eggplant (but not spicy like an asian) that grows in a short season. Wicked yummy on the grill. And many kudos to you for preserving your bounty. We just eat as much as we can, and give a fair amount away (except the garlic, we hoard that!).
Posted by: lisa | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 07:45 AM
I had a frogging session with my current sock last week- not once but 3 times! It's much better in the long run. Pretty yarn. What is it?
Posted by: Manise | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 08:29 AM
Frogging, not snogging. Too bad. ;-)
Posted by: claudia | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 08:53 AM
crap... did I miss something? what was wrong with that sock? rip away.....
Posted by: marianne | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 09:10 AM
Hi! *waves from the other side of the frogpond* I was about halfway through the Ruffled Fichu shawl when I had the sudden, awful realization that I was going to fun out of yarn. Handspun yarn. And I'm not sure I can get roving in that colorway to spin more. And even if I did, it would probably be a different dye lot. Now it's on time-out, thinking about what it *really* wants to be when it gets knit up.
Posted by: Cathy | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 09:31 AM
Gah!
Posted by: Carol | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 10:02 AM
rip-it! rip-it! Bud-wise-er!
Posted by: Roxie | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 10:40 AM
Show it who's boss, The Norma!
Posted by: Cookie | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 11:32 AM
Sometimes a loved one has to be put in their place. It's our duty to do it.
Posted by: sandy | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 11:48 AM
Sorry abt the frogging, but what BEAUTIFUL yarn!!!!
Posted by: Lynn | Saturday, April 05, 2008 at 01:42 PM
Tough love, indeed.
Posted by: Kim | Sunday, April 06, 2008 at 11:09 AM