I challenge any Canadians to read the title of this post and not hear the National Anthem. Can't do it, can ya?
Here is the promised scrub for The Husband. Suitable for wearing on Canada Day, for those of you ignorant in the ways of the people of the True North Strong and Free, it is July 1.
As usual the pattern matching on the pockets is pretty damn near perfect. I am so ridiculously anal about that. Those of you with sharp eyes will notice the v neck is not so much, maybe it is a v that got drunk one night or something and couldn't come to the point, something like I am doing now. I am getting bored making these, the only thing that makes them anywhere near fun (besides how much The Husband enjoys telling anyone at all, even strangers on the street "my wife made this") is doing something different with them, such as the red bands on the sleeves and bottom. I like the way it turned out.
The weight loss is going well, l had my first weigh in on Friday and the burnt offering and live sacrifices were successful. I lost 2.4 pounds. Are you not astonished that I held on to that information for over 48 hours before sharing? To be perfectly honest, I was a little disappointed with the number, considering how hard I am working at the gym, but I am building muscle blah blah blah. I may have lost enough to have the first casualty in my wardrobe. I bought a pair of cheap yoga pants at the Mart of Wal, they are now falling off me. I am not certain whether this is due to the quality of the product (very likely) or whether I have lost enough off the butt and belly (maybesortakinda likely). At any rate I will try to fix them. It is strange to say, but I am looking forward to my wardrobe getting smaller, not just in size but in quantity.
Jilly has been posting lovely pictures of the flowers in her garden. It seemed like a good idea, so I leave you with this.
|This is my sage plant, it's not a big deal, but it is the first year it has bloomed.|