Just like the table.
Thanks for all your stories! It's good to know I'm not alone out there in the screwup department and your stories made me laugh too! Seems we burn a lot of stuff, huh?
In the end, I went with the steak, wine and full disclosure. Could not find the damn hooker twins in my little New England world (although I know they exist in the seamy underbelly of town). That was OK, however -- as I've married a man who doesn't see this as a ruined table. He looks at the big black mark and sees a lifetime of future chances to mock me -- kind of a plus in his book. And, if you read his comment on the post, you know I'm even getting a present out of it.
Mockery and an ironing board. Appropriate penance to pay, as I deserve both.
I'll finish up the writing on this next week and get good photos of both versions on a real body. I put a few more pics on my Ravelry page as well.
In the meantime, check out the new Twist!
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