Another Knit Rescued from the Dust Bunnies of Doom

This one isn't quite as old as the last one, which incidentally is now wound up into the cutest little mini hanks, smelling prettily of Kookaburra and being soft and compliant. Good call you guys.

This is Inishbeg from Debbie Bliss Donegal Tweed that I cast on before the fibre was even dry on Killybegs. And then it languished a mere 32 rows in for a month, that is until last night since Ariann and I are not speaking. This seems to be a frequent occurrence for me. Anyways, knit on stupidly big needles with enormously fat yarn, this thing is almost guaranteed to fly off the needles. That is if I can live with that annoyingly mis-crossed cable and without taking out of the house.

Does anyone else knit with bling?