I wonder what kind of righteous Google hits I might get with a title like that? Judging was fun. It was difficult too in that people put a lot of hard work into their knitting and crocheting and it’s hard to choose one over another or 1st, 2nd, 3rd and Honorable Mention. There were a few goregous Aran sweaters I would like to have brought home. And there was a really fab "Mile a Minute" afghan with football shapes. Then there were some really ‘not-so-nice’ items that were dirty and pilled. Overall, I would say the entries were pretty impressive. There were, however, alot of aghans but with 12 categories for afghans that is no surprise. I should have brought my camera–blog fodder and all but I wasn’t sure what the protocol was. Maybe next year? If you are in the area though, you should check out the Long Island Fair. It is sweet and wholesome. I saw these young teenage boys, as we were leaving, walking in with their entries–pound cakes. The flowers–the Dahlias–with humongous blooms. And the $5 first prize isn’t bad either.
I am nearing completion on the Vegan Fox. I really need to get started on this poncho for the Nurse’s daughter but my parents are leaving for Florida next week and I want to knit this for Isabella before she goes. Isabella had a very bad cut from the groomer. Don’t get my mother started! They hacked the poor girl’s hair off. It is hard to know what this groomer was thinking–winter is coming and they shaved the dog. So, she needs her Noro jacket very soon. I am using stash yarn. Yippee! I bought it off eBay a few years ago.
In other news, I wanted to share about Owen. He is having tremendous success at school with his new teacher and team of assistants. I feel a resurgence in hope for Owen’s future–both near and far. He is flying through programs that have been stalled in his book. His rate of acquisition is at least equal to, if not exceeding, what it was 18 months ago. He really likes his bus driver–or at least how his bus driver looks–he wears a cap and has glasses similar to my Dad. Owen adores my dad. I think this sets the tone for the whole entire day. A couple of Owen’s old teacher’s have worked with him this week and have been amazed by the difference. He is coming home–days in a row–with no behaviors! No tantrums, no self-injury, no aggression. It is phenomenal. I am so proud of him and just so elated.
Last, today is the final day for entries to Katyknits contest. Comment on my October 4th entry or email me. Off to work. Still makes me laugh–even if it is feel more like work these days.