First, I must share a little back story before I share my B grade monster movie. A few weeks ago I took a knitting class and, as is my OCD/ADHD craft pattern, became immediately hooked by this new craft. I practiced for a day or so, searched for easy patterns and then made a beeline back to Jo-Ann to buy yarn and wider knitting needles. Within a few hours I whipped out an easy scarf with yarn and fun fur that Annelise quickly declared should be hers. She wore it while giving important walkie-talkie instructions to her imaginary police partner.
(I am also kinda over the fun fur.)
Then I discovered Ravelry, which is like a knitter's paradise. I decided I had to try to knit a ruffle scarf. There are tons of ruffle scarf patterns, many of them free and even easy. I chose one called Potato Chip Ruffle Scarf because 1.) it looked easy and b.) who doesn't like potato chips?
I started knitting eagerly Wednesday. Soon my circular needles (knitting needles connected by a cord) were jam packed and looked like this:
Finally, after 3,478 stitches my work was done. By this time it was Sunday night. Five days worth of knitting (not constant mind you, but still). When I secured the last stitch I let out a sigh of relief and called Scott to come see. I stood up and the ends of the scarf began to pool around my ankles.
Um...it seemed to be unusually long. Freakishly long.
I experimented with various ways to wear my new creation. Here it is doubled up and draped with the ends dangly:
And here it is all gathered up around my neck like a furry ruffled animal. Or something.
But again, I ask you, what on earth am I going to do with a scarf this long?
Maybe Christmas garland?