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| Lace Rib Panel on my Knitting Machine |
Everything was going very smoothly -- I had the stitch down and probably had 100 rows finished. Now let me set the stage. I have my machine set up on my kitchen counter, which is bar stool height rather than table height. I prefer to stand while I run the carriage back and forth. Then I sit when I'm working the stitches, which puts me at eye level with the needles.
I had on a terry cloth swimsuit cover up that I wear around the house as a robe. As I ran the carriage across the needles, it crunched to a stop. Oh yes, I had caught the front of my robe in the needles! Because I was leaning over the knitting machine, it was impossible to unhook the robe from the needles while in it. So I had to wriggle out of the robe, pulling it over my head. (Here is the TMI part -- send the children out of the room.) I was completely naked underneath the robe so I am standing in my kitchen, pulling it off over my head while attached to the knitting machine.
Had to run to the bedroom, put on another robe, then go take that thing apart and save the knitting I had done. Fortunately, after laughing, crying and a few 4-letter words, I was able to get back on track and resume knitting.
When I told my mom about this, she said the knitting machine company should probably put a warning on the product that suggests you not wear loose clothing or just knit naked!
The prayer shawl is beautiful. I single crocheted, then double crocheted around it for edge stability. Will gift it to my friend on August 1st. There was a lot of praying done during the making of this prayer shawl!
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Still laughing over this one. My kids are so used to me doing stuff like this - there wasn't a surprised one in the bunch! Okay....never told anyone this before. I sucked myself up in the vacuum cleaner once. I was trying to vacuum under the edge of our bed, which was right near the wall. I hit something and when I knelt down to look under, my long ponytail got sucked under and wound in the beater bar. I had to feel around for the off-switch while hair was being yanked out of my head. I locked myself in the bathroom until it stopped hurting and couldn't bring myself to tell anybody - it brought a whole new dimension to "Stupid"!
Okay, here's another one from about 13 years ago. Hubby was out of town and I was home alone working in our office. Dropped something behind the desk and reached down to get it. My arm slid right down into the space between the desk and the wall, but would not come back out. So I was trapped up to my shoulder, laying over the desk. Now the phone was close enough to use, but come on. Call 911? Call my father-in-law to rescue me? I don't think so! I nearly shredded my arm pulling it out -- the edge of the desk was kind of sharp. Thank God, I didn't have to gnaw it off!
You certainly have adventures!!! Both the knitting naked and nearly gnawing your arm off are... funny now, but back then, oh, man.
Our teacher did point to a couple of women and inform them never to wear something they'd knit while using their machines, and she pointed to me and said I'd have to pull my hair back. So I've been duly warned. But blonde hair would make great yarn, right?!?
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