i had this terrible nightmare sunday night that i was going to forget all the things i’d learned about knitting when i fell asleep. so monday morning i jumped out of bed, grabbed my needles and stitched away, just to reassure myself that the nightmare hadn’t come true. my fingers are terribly sore from the pointy metal tips, i have an ache in my shoulder from being so tense while i knit, but the stitches, oh, how i love those stitches. right now, since i am on a honeymoon so to speak, i feel like if i could just make one potholder, i’ll be forever happy. and so humor me, if you will, while together we gaze at these five, maybe six pathetic, i know, rows of my newest obsession.