Once again, I’m lucky girl

I got to have lunch with Jillian and Henry on Friday and make a trip to the yarn shop (where I picked up new yarn for Sassy’s stocking – she deemed it appropriate). When I got home, this was in the mail:

It’s from Yentala who knows of my obsession with all things Lance. Thanks so much Deb – I kiss you on both cheeks!!

I guess my 2 weeks off for the holidays did me more good than I thought. I’ve been extremely productive at work for the past 3 days – to the point where I turn around and say, “My god, it’s 4:30 – where did the day go???” It’s a good thing. I’m sure the productivity is helped by the fact that I had no less than 3 projects due by Friday. In case you’re keeping track, 1 is done, 1 is 1/2 done, and 1 hasn’t been started (a little wiggle room please).

Here’s Little Big Man’s stocking:

The tiny blue sock is one of my favorite socks of the Koigu variety. I don’t think a little judicious felting is out of order here. The kid sure has delusions of grandeur. I think the foot part looks a little awkward, but they aren’t supposed to look like they’d fit someone’s foot are they? All in all, I’m pretty happy with it. I pulled out the yarn for Sassy’s stocking (2 shades of purple and 1 of pink). I didn’t like the way the 2 purples look together. One’s a smoky purple and the other is a brighter shade. She also informed me that she’s “not really into pink anymore.” {sigh} Too bad, I’ll have to go back to the yarn shop.

While I was knitting LBM’s stocking over New Years, I asked my sister if she wanted stockings for her kids too. She said, “Is that some sort of comment on my children and their lack of stockings?!” “Um, no,” I replied, “it was an offer of hand knitting stockings.” I think she’s a little on edge these days. I do have lots of time to get them finished though. Once more, public thanks to Sweatergirl for giving me permission not to make these things before ChrisTmas! I’m at least enjoying them.

What kind of freak am I?

We had to go out this afternoon. In case you didn’t know, it’s about -40 degrees F here. Even my cashmere scarf can’t keep me warm. On the way back, we stopped to get gelato. There’s a cute little place across the street from my office where you can mix and match flavors (today, I got lemon and lime). What kind of freak eats gelato in -40 weather? We hurried across the street carrying our treat in gloved hands, walked into our office and turned on the space heater. Freak.

So, I went back to Border’s. I’m having concentration problems lately. I want to read, but nothing looks good. When this happens, I buy magazines. There’s something soothing about a magazine. I think it’s the commitment thing – it’s not much of a commitment when all the stories/articles/essays are only 5 pages long. I was delighted to find this:

Can you read the subtitle? It says feminist response to pop culture. I admit to being a pop culture ‘ho as well as a feminist. You gotta love a magazine with an article titled “Dear Carnie Wilson: Your stomach’s the size of a peanut. Shut up, already.” The ubiquitous quiz is “Which Coppola are you?” What a scream. And I thought it was going to be about lesbians with pure bred dogs – go figure.

ChrisTmas is officially over

…at least at my house. The Border’s workers have stopped striking and since my gift cards were burning a hole in my pocket, I stopped over there while I was out for lunch. Here was my dilemma, do I buy this book or do I buy this book?

I stood in the store and pulled them both out. They both have some really cool patterns – no help there. SNB was cheaper (which would allow me to pick up a magazine as well as the book and still not pay extra). I really love the recipes and other fun things sprinkled in Weekend Knitting (knitting and movies, when guests want to knit, etc.). You know what made up my mind which one to buy? (I hesitate to say this for fear you’ll think me shallow.) The anorexic chick in the red bikini in SNB just grossed me out. The whole cowboy hat and boots with the teeny, tiny bikini – please someone make her eat something. So, I sit here at work with my new copy of Weekend Knitting, I’m a happy girl.

I finished Little Big Man’s stocking this morning – Kitchener stitched up the toe. When I showed it to him and told him I was going to full it a bit, he asked, “Will that make it shrink?”

I said, “A little bit, but…”

“NO, NO, don’t make it any smaller.” Now, I didn’t take a picture of it this morning, but take my word for it – it’s huge. I used 3 skeins of Cascade 220 in this thing. Sassy picked it up and said, “Who’s this for?” When I told her, she said, “Are you going to make one for me too?” I told her no, then she pouted. After letting her stew for a little bit, I asked, “Why would you think I’d make something for him and not do the same for you? Has that ever happened?” Once she debated the wisdom of that comment, she was happy. Her’s will be 2 shades of purple and 1 of pink – if I can stand it.

Happy New Year!!

I hope everyone has the happiest and healthiest of new years. At my house, we are breathing a sigh of relief that 2003 – the Year of Surgery – is over. Hub says we are now entering the “10 Year Cycle of Good Health.” I’m lighting a candle.

I got the warm fuzzies from my nieces last night. We were all at my parents’ house for the New Years celebration and 2 of them came in wearing the horrible mohair scarves they got for ChrisTmas. They love the scarves! The oldest one (16 years old)came over to me and asked for the pattern (it came from the ball band). She wants to make the scarves for her friends for next year. I was really pleased with this.

The youngest one (12 years old) is just learning to knit. My sister-in-law (brother’s wife) had given her a teeny, tiny ball of leftover kitchen cotten to knit a bookmark. When I asked why she didn’t get a whole ball (to the tune of $1.29) my sister-in-law replied, “Well, I start her with 20 stitches and she ends up with 39. So, I have to rip it out and make her do it all over again. It just ruins the yarn.” WTF?!

I pulled my niece aside and told her “Next time you come to Auntie Carla’s house, you can have your pick of my yarn. I have lots and you can find something that will be just yours.” I told the kid to hide her little swatch of knitting away and that way “when you get really good, you can take it out and see how much you’ve improved.” This child will be receiving a goodie package with some cool yarn in it next week.

Here’s what I’ve been doing with my time off this week:

That’s Hub holding Little Big Man’s entrelac stocking. I figured if I got started on it now, it’s sure to be done by next ChrisTmas. It’s huge and I think a little judicious fulling will make it shrink to a more manageable filling size as well as tightening up some of the holes (I always get holes with entrelac).

This is what I ordered myself on Christmas day:

It’s an ounce of qiviut from Mountain Shadow Farm in Vermont. It came very quickly and it’s incredibly soft and beautiful. I hope I can do it justice.

Okay, we’re off to see if we missed anything at JoAnne’s on the day after ChrisTmas.