Having said that, the Yarn Harlot has brainstormed the 2006 Knitting Olympics. We all know my rousing success with completing objects so this is either setting myself up for disaster or it's going to provide me with the encouragement and the deadline I need to get my act in gear. Who am I kidding, I'm just doing it for the blog button.
Now, the rub is that I have to come up with a project that I think I have the faintest hope of finishing in 16 days, from Opening Ceremonies to the extinguishing of the flame (which always makes me cry). I could cast on Soliel or Banff or my long-forgotten Booga Bag, or head to the Klubhouse for something new.
*ahem* Since I thought the Knitting Olympics was a clever idea, I forwarded the idea to a couple of friends, just to share information. At least one of these friends has managed to confuse me sharing a tidbit of information with being held at gunpoint and being forced to buy new yarn, needles and patterns and embark on an impossible quest. It must also be noted that aforementioned twisted friend forwarded the idea to two additional people, yet THEIR involvement is also my responsibility. I'm not entirely sure how that works, but I try not to delve too deeply into the inner workings of her mind. It's a scary place.
I don't really have any plans this weekend so it looks like some quality time with Kermit (the sock that's been frogged repeatedly) and Inishmore.