Another skill I lack

I know. I have been teasing you with shots of my blue scarf for well over a month. Giving little pieces of the scarf, but never actually coughing up a picture of the completed scarf. I don't mean to be such a tease. But hey, in my defense, taking a picture of a finished object is a complicated endeavour fraught with unforeseen issues.

First the shirt I wanted to wear wasn't clean.

Then the shirt was clean but my hair wasn't.

Then my hair was good, but my belly had outgrown the shirt.

I finally get a new shirt, but my hair is bad again.

As you can see there were plenty of bad days to try. I put off the photo shoot. I just couldn't motivate myself to take the pictures. Then I realized, it wasn't my shirt, or my hair that was causing this new delay, the root of the problem was my belly. I was waiting for a good belly day. A day when my belly didn't make me look like a beached whale. Yesterday I wore a bright red shirt and I looked like a waddling tomato. I was subconsciously waiting for a day when my tummy looked flat and skinny. That's not going to happen until sometime in 2009, so I might as well suck it up and take the pictures. I'm not even going to stall waiting for a good hair day!

So there I was, all geared up and ready to go. Only there was no one here to take the pictures for me. But I was a blogger on a mission. I wasn't going to let that stop me. I see other knitters take self-portraits of knit items in bathroom mirrors all the time. I will just do that. So I pulled out the windex, shined my mirror, put on my scarf, I was all set.

Only I've discovered I can't take a self-portrait.

There's part of my head, and a bit of the scarf.

More of the scarf but only half of me.

More of me, most of the scarf, but I'm all blurry.

This isn't right either.

Screw this, you don't need my face.

Not so bad. Except for all the concentration lines in my face. I look really pissed off behind the camera. But the scarf looks great. I love everything about it. I love the yarn, the colors, the beads, the length. Don't you love how it lays on top of my belly?

My grey beached whale belly.