Well, here we are. Two giant mittens, ready for a few trips through the washing machine.
And one with my dainty hand to give you a sense of scale:
I had a bit of disaster as I finished Mitten 2. I was in a hurry to get the mitten done, because I had to get over to my sister's place for dinner, and I wanted to take these pictures before I left. As I was weaving in the last yarn tail, I found a big loop on the inside of the thumb. Without really thinking, I snipped it.
Immediately, a hole began to unravel in the middle of the thumb.
Oh, the panic.
WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING? Never, ever, EVER just snip something. In the three years I have been knitting, has "just snipping something" ever resulted in anything but disaster?
No. Disaster, every time.
Yet, like an utter dolt, I blithely cut a hole in my just-finished mitten.
I manged to sew up the hole, but I'm still unhappy with myself and the dorky-looking patched stitches in the thumb. I'm really counting on the felting gods to work their magic and erase my mistakes.
Worst case scenario--I spend a few days making a new Mitten 2. But ARGHHH!
Feeling so very stupid,
PS--If you'd like to spin a prayer wheel or light a few votives for me and my mittens, knock yourself out.