Opening ceremonies were great, I don’t care hat the haters are saying. That giant bear was awesome, and the super clever use of fabric and lights was amazing, especially the whales. My favorite part of the whole show was of course the one that featured the culture of the Maritime and Atlantic provinces. Tartan and fiddles and dancing and screech. Oh, and sparklers on their SHOES! So great. YAY, Canada! I loved watching the athletes walking into the stadium, especially the US and Canadian teams. Oh, and the teams who only had one athlete competing. How amazing would it be to represent your country like that? I admit to being very child-like and innocent about the Olympics. I am bracing myself for the bitter disappointment that will inevitably come when we learn of some sort of corruption or drug use or whatever. But for now, though, I’m basking in the sportsmanship and honor of the games. I don’t even care if that sounds lame. I love me some Olympics.

I’d like to note for the record that attempting to crochet while injured is proving to be more difficult than I had anticipated. I didn’t realize how much I used my left index and middle fingers. I’ve sort of worked out a system where I keep tension with my left pinky, but it’s really awkward and causes my hand to cramp up periodically. Oh well, that’s part of the challenge.

The tawashi I’m working on first is a series of interlocked strips to form a neat little puzzle ball. Like this one, but crochet instead of knit. I’m doing it up in that same shade of pink, plus dark green. I’m having a bit of trouble understanding part of the directions, because I’m not as familiar with crochet as I am with knitting, but I think I’ve figured it out now. This first one might be a bit wonky, but oh well. I don’t think my dishes will mind.