The right front is done, now I'm working my way up the left.
The armholes look huge, but the ribbing will fill them in a little. I think I'll use the same motif that is bordering the front openings. Still haven't decided on neckline treatment.
I don't care if it's in Estonian.
A chart is a chart, right? Now I just have to track down a copy. Found a source, but no online ordering, so now I have to wait until morning to call. Fingers crossed that the last copy is not gone. Serious book lust here......
With the mittens and mystery Christmas gift done, I've gone back to work on the grey vest. Just a couple more inches to do on the back, and then I can start the fronts.
From my great sister, of course. I love office supplies/paper goods; and I love knitting. So what could be better?
A pencil case, pencils, note cards, magnetic memo pad and notebook - all with knitting motifs! (There's a roll of wrapping paper, too, it just didn't fit well in the picture.)
Close up of pencils - too cute!
Thanks Annie-Pazoo! I'm off to sharpen me some pencils.....
WHEN icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
And milk comes frozen home in pail;
When blood is nipt, and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
When all around the wind doth blow,
And coughing drowns the parson's saw,
And birds sit brooding in the snow,
And Marian's nose looks red and raw;
When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl—
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whoo!
Tu-whit! tu-whoo! A merry note!
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
William Shakespeare
From Love's Labours Lost, Act V. Sc. II
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ETA rather nice commentary on the poem here.
I've washed them now. They should be dry in a day or two, then off in the mail to my niece.
The economy has been rough, and lots of kids are facing a kind of bleak Christmas. The U.S. Marine Corps Reserve "Toys for Tots" program is a wonderful way to help, not just "tots", but schoolchildren and teens, too.
If shopping time is getting a little short, it's possible to donate to the program online (with either a credit card or via Paypal). Even a few dollars will make a difference, and over 96% goes directly to providing gifts - one of the best ratios of any nonprofit.
So here's the link: Toys for Tots. Send a salute to the Marines for all they do.
I got up this morning and made up a pan of brownies for the Blood Drive. In the early afternoon I carried them up to the High School, and of course stayed to give blood. Since I got there right when they opened up, the lines went pretty quickly, and it didn't take long to get to the good part.
Once you have given blood, you must have something to eat and drink, because they don't want anyone fainting on the way out. The same group of women have been staffing the canteen for years. They always have two kinds of sandwiches (egg salad and ham salad) and trays and trays of home baked cookies and bars. The ham salad is my favorite. The peanut butter rice crispy bars with chocolate on top are my favorites. Needless to say, I had both.
There have been reports of a big storm headed our way. When I got up this morning it was clear (by the ice that needed to be chipped from the car windows) that we had freezing rain in the wee hours. By the time I left work at noon the temperature was above freezing and the snow was rapidly melting. That held for a couple of hours, but just now I looked out the window to see this.
Big, fat, thick, wet flakes of snow. I'm lucky. If need be I can stay in for the rest of the weekend. Should be a good time to get some more work done on the niece's mittens.
I'm afraid that the grey vest has been hibernating - no progress to show there. I did just finish off a smallish Christmas gift.
No, I won't say what it is - though I will say it is more functional than fashionable, and it is not a mitten cuff.
Now I should cast on for a pair of mittens requested by my niece. These won't be for Christmas, so I can mention them without qualm.
The first snowfall of the year was a big one.
We had set out early in the morning to pick up my Mom for a trip to Illinois to see my niece dance in her ballet school's production of The Nutcracker. Very snowy roads with more still falling, and alas by the time we got to the city we realized it was unlikely we could make the performance in time, as the storm would be barely ahead of us all the way. With reluctance, we cancelled. We made the best of a disappointing situation by going to breakfast at The Original Pancake House on University Ave.
Back home again, I amused myself with paper and scissors.
I woke up yesterday to the sound of hammers against wood. A young couple have been renovating the house next door, so I assumed that was the source. But a look out the window showed no one there. Curious, I went into the study and discovered the work was all at the house behind us, and that sitting in the chair for the computer desk gave me a nearly eye level view of the action.
At first I couldn't figure out why they were laying down that grid of two by fours.
