The Knitting Gods have farted in my general direction

The Knitting Gods have farted in my general direction (to paraphrase Monty Python). I just returned from our 4-day trip to St. Louis for a hockey tournament. Now, you'd think that being gone from home for 4 days and living in a hotel, where there's no office, no phones to answer, no cooking, no laundry to wash or dog hair to vacuum off the kitchen floor, would practically guarantee long stretches of knitting time. So I planned for this. (Okay schemed would be a better word.) I wouldn't want to (gasp!) run out of knitting, so not only did I take ALL the yarn for the Sideways Spencer, I convinced myself that I'd get so much done on the Spencer that it would no longer be portable (since it's knit side-to-side all in one piece) and that I really needed a Backup Project to take to the rink with me. So I managed to squeeze in a trip to Gourmet Yarn during my Leaving Town Errands Run and bought J. Knits Superwash me Light Sock Yarn in the Washington DC colorway (shrieking salmon pink) to knit the Lace Ribbon Scarf on Knitty by Veronik Avery. I mean, a scarf is the ultimate portable project, next to socks, right? I even moved the Lace Ribbon Scarf from the queue to cast-on status in Ravelry.

As usual, stuff always takes longer than I think it will. Incorporating the sleeve
increases into the lace pattern took some thought and fiddling. Then, the pattern tells you that you HAVE to end on row 48 of the pattern before casting on for the body and your sleeve will be 16". Liars! 18-1/2" is my sleeve length, which just means I'll have to shorten the ribbing on the cuff when it's added later, I'm not stopping now!

Of course, you Knitting Police out there (you know who you are) are smirking and nodding wisely, muttering "She didn't meet Row Gauge with that yarn she substituted." If I meet row gauge it's a complete freaking accident. Patterns are usually written with lengths in inches specified instead of number of rows worked for poor knitting wretches like me. I'm convinced that the only person who ever met stitch AND row gauge on any project was the proverbial "little old lady from Pasadena, who only drove the car on Sundays to church" because she spent the REST OF HER TIME trying to meet both stitch and row gauge. Enough said.

And no, I didn't even START the damn scarf and Ravelry won't let me move it back to the queue, so it sits there, mocking me. Dammit.