Once upon a time, in a place called Schaumburg, two of us visited a yarn gathering known as Stitches Midwest, but one little Sariebeth had to stay home. We missed her, though, so I endeavored to make her a pink cabled hat while we were away to give her when we returned. After all, Sariebeth loves all things pink! So I followed the hat pattern and even finished with some yarn to spare, but discovered that although it was marked as an adult pattern, it barely fit my head. It could be squashed on, but barely reached the top of my ears. I hoped that maybe I just had an unusually large head since I didn't have time to re-knit the hat before seeing Sariebeth. Unfortunately, my head wasn't so unusually large and the hat barely fit on her head either. So it became one of those gifts where "it's the thought that counts", but it bothered me that I made such a useless gift.
Oh, and I finished my first pair of anklets this past week, too. While still in progress they even traveled to the Thanksgiving dinner festivities for both sides of the family, but I spent more time cooking than knitting.
Yep, I'm still knitting.