My current knitting projects are going along slowly, row by row. I've been sick.

My most memorable crafting disaster: when I was making polymer clay beads and I set the oven temperature too high. Then I wondered what that funky smell was, why something was smoking in the house. The beads were bloated and burnt to an ugly dark color, and they smelled horrible. I started crying. We buried them in the yard, not sure what else to do.