Oh, January. Why the drama?

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This is the magical Starbucks mug. The one that allows me to get a free drink, every day in January.

So far, I’ve been knitting a sweater that has only gotten smaller. I started it and finished the body in November. I spent weeks trying to get the first sleeve to cooperate and then I finally frogged the whole thing.

All Wound Up
How innocent, right?
Crazy Zauberball (blue/green) and Madeline Tosh Merino Light

 

Progress, of sorts.
Progress, of sorts.
How hard could a German Short-Row, Top-down sleeve be?
How hard could a German Short-Row, Top-down sleeve be?
Ripping is tougher than it looks
Ripping is tougher than it looks

Now I have restarted the Funky Grandpa sweater, confident that it will be done by June.

Don’t mock me.

We’ve had some C O L D days. Yes, it’s Winter but we’ve never had it so cold that our heating unit couldn’t keep up. It never got above 63 degrees, inside (57 in the bedroom). We learned to adapt.

Hats. Inside! And Wes slept on the heated waterbed.
Hats. Inside! And Wes slept on the heated waterbed.

The snow wasn’t without it’s beautiful parts.

Snow - shoveled to the side of the driveway, and then blown back with the high winds.
Snow – shoveled to the side of the driveway, and then blown back with the high winds.

This was beautiful until the town plowed our driveway in and I promptly got stuck on the “hump”, while trying to drive out. My car was halfway in the street for 40 minutes, as I tried to dig myself out…get into car and rock it back and forth…lather, rinse, repeat. A town worker drove by (lucky me) right before a friend of Tom’s came to help free me.

Winter Wonderland
Winter Wonderland

And when the temperature went from -5 degrees to the low 40’s along with rain, it was transformed again.

False hope that Winter was over.
False hope that Winter was over.

And it’s only the 15th…

And There’s Knitting

When the cat isn’t on my lap, there really is knitting.

Right now I’m working on an Eris shawl. It went to Vegas last month but I never took it out of the suitcase. Just knowing knitting is nearby is a comfort, sometimes.

After some frustrating winding woes, these are the 3 colors. They’re all Malabrigo Sock yarn.

photo (6)Lettuce (green), Cordovan (brown) and Tizano Red (umm…red)

I started off strong

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and then tried to count stitches while having a conversation

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and went from 160 stitches to 50. I kept my wits about me and forged ahead

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being sure to put a marker on the right side (don’t ask why I needed one – we’re not going there), and now I’m up to the second color

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You didn’t think this would be an exciting post, did you? Well, I guess you were wrong. (Unless you follow me on Twitter and Instagram…then you were there during the good and bad times, right from the start.)

At this rate, this will be the knitting that I’m taking to Stitches South. With any luck, it will make it out of the suitcase and get to mingle with some fancy, schmancy yarn. If nothing else, it will be traveling home with some fancy, schmancy yarn.

I’m a yarn snob and I’m OK with that. Are you?

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All of the stitch markers were made by me. I still have my ArtFire shop. Take a browse.

I Always Knew…

Wes would be famous.

I put this photo up on Twitter and Instagram and within seconds...minutes...less than an hour...

Kate* asked if she could pet my monkey – I’m assuming she meant that in a NOT dirty way  – and

Deb converted it into this

THAT’s how we have fun with the internet, people!

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*That’s Kate, modeling her Autumn Waves shawl. I’ve seen that shawl in person and it’s beautiful!