I am NOT in a good mood. Argh! I went back to the store today to purchase another box of hair dye, and decided that I would dye over it with the same color to get the splotchy parts I must have missed yesterday. Well, I still have splotches and streaks of my previous color all through my freaking hair. So, my hair looks incredibly stupid. I don't know what to do. Do I risk dying it AGAIN, this time with maybe two boxes? Will all my hair fall out if I try? If it wasn't so dramatic of a difference in color-- think medium brown and pitch black-- I would just leave it, but it looks pretty silly as is. I'm PMSing on top of that, and I ache all over from doing pilates for two days in a row, which I suppose is a good thing, because that means I'm getting in shape, right? I'm trying to keep up with the pilates-- I've started to keep track in my sidebar of how many days I've worked out this week. I can't even buy yarn to make me feel better because of my Charity Yarn Diet. *sigh* I haven't caved with the yarn diet, so I suppose I can pat myself on the back with that. arg.

Anyway, here are my long awaited pictures of knitting projects (snicker. like I have anyone waiting for them LOL).

Here is Clapotis. I *just* did my first drop stitch row. I can't wait to do another!


Here is Here and There Cables waiting to be blocked.


Here is a closer picture of the cables. The color is pretty true.


Here is a picture of my Initial Bag from SnB Nation. Cathi asked about it, so here's the picture. I'm not very happy with it, and in fact when I took it with me over Christmas, the first thing out of my sister's mouth was, "That doesn't look like the one from the book." Huh. :pppppp It would be nicer, IMHO, if it was just plain and didn't have the i-cord edging and intarsia. Perhaps it would look better, as well, if my name didn't start with an "L" and it wasn't in lowercase. But that's just me!



I must confess, I had to drag it out of the bottom of the closet for the picture. ;)

And, last but not least, here is a picture of Marzi, waiting patiently for me to stop taking pictures. She loves me being the center of attention.