I went to a reef club meeting with Harry today. As usual, a good group of folks attended - a couple of new folks, one member who is moving away, and several of the regular members. This meeting was held at one member's house so he could show off his new reef along with the new house. As usual, a pot luck lunch was part of the ritual. I took a cheesecake and some cookies. Everyone ate, talked, swapped a few corals, and enjoyed the time with like-minded hobbyists. I was the odd man out because I know so little and have very little to contribute. I attend meetings with Harry because he says he won't go if I don't go with him.
Remember the afghan I was crocheting? Well, let me tell you the latest on that. I've been working on it while watching TV, while listening to Harry read, and while talking to folks. This afghan is worked from end to end not the usual side to side so each row is rather long in comparison to the usual. Well, the last row I worked seemed to go on for ever and ever so I spread the half finished piece out to admire my work. Somewhere along the line I quit counting. The first row of popcorn stitch had 37 popcorns. The last one had 63!! The pattern is 10 rows long then repeats. One of the very first rows had a couple of stitches added at each end then the instructions omitted those stitches for all additional rows . I neglected to note that fact. I never stopped to count or inspect my work - Just damn the torpedoes and full steam ahead! I'm starting over again. Can anyone say rippit?
Wish I had something interesting, amusing, or wise to write, but I don't. Hoping everyone who visits is having a happy weekend.