Are you there Knit God, it's me...Amy

I am getting kick ass at casting on. But my boyfriend is pwning me at knitting. While drunk. Apparently the key to his success is a bottle of cab. 

I'm very proud of my 12 cast on stitches, thank you very much!

I did manage to get three knit stitches on my right needle before something happened that shouldn't have happened and it all went down the drain. I got home from babysitting and saw Nate on the couch very tipsy with his about 15 row bit of scarf and my mouth fell open.  So, I immediately had him show me, like you do. And he did. And I did it. For three stitches. Hey, it's a start!  

So, my next free non-babysitting night...I'm going to get a bottle of wine and whine while praying to the Knit God.  Do I need to make a sacrifice to get the hang of it? Cause if I do...let's just say based on whatever my cat just left in her litter box, I have a kitty that might be the perfect sacrificial animal. (Just kidding, I love my cat too much. I even plan on knitting her a toy someday)

Um. Not my hands. 'Nuff said. Nate...you suck! <3