I have made a Christmas gift for someone that is so incredibly cute that I must make one for myself at the earliest opportunity.
I love it when that happens!
I just got a call from my sister-in-law asking if I had any scarves knitted up for sale. Her relief was palpable when I told her I did. Hurrah for last-minute handmade gifts! In fact, she decided to go with one that’s not on the site. It’s classy and gorgeous, I just never got around to photographing it properly. It’s fuzzy and incredibly soft – they recommend this yarn for chemo caps it’s so soft – but it’s also done in “mistake rib” so it’s got some texture to it when you feel it.
My sister-in-law is purchasing the scarf, made from Berroco Chinchilla Bulky with a Glace fringe, for the incredibly low price of $35. And I’m throwing in shipping. I didn’t want to just give it to her, because then it’s not really her gift to whomever. But it’s Christmas, I’m feelin’ the spirit, so ho ho ho. 🙂
And now I feel all warm and fuzzy inside. 🙂
I re-did that slipper and made the mate for it. It took one skein of Brown Sheep worsted plus about two yards, but I made then on the assumption that my daughter’s teacher had big feet. She’s pregnant, and I know my feet swelled when I was great with child. I could still have knitted a full ten inches before the toe decreases with one skein if I’d just omitted one round on the cuffs. Good to remember for next time.
All in all, I think the size is about right. Thank goodness they’re going to be felted, so it won’t matter if they’re stretched out just a bit.
Back to knitting the hats!
I got a variety pack of Don’t Be A Dirtbag soap off of the Crafters United store on etsy.com more than a month ago. I cracked open a bar of red clay/lavender soap this morning and used it, having forgotten that strong lavender smells give me a headache. Of course, my daughter losing her balance on the bed and repeatedly stepping on my hair didn’t help.
Pic is pretty much actual size.
Anyway. I only used this once, and I assure you I’m clean and healthy. If you want it, drop me a line and I’ll be glad to send it to the first commenter, regardless of location. The red clay is supposed to be good for oily skin, and I’ve been pleased with the quality of their product. I’m just not a big lavender person.
Thought I’d knit a pair of Fuzzyfeet (felted slippers, you knit them big and then shrink them in a washing machine) as a gift for my kid’s teacher. The weather was horrid this morning, so I wasn’t going anywhere anyway, and I could use a break from the hats.
I just bound off the toes on the first one, only to finally notice that I had misplaced a gusset, so the toes were turned at a 90 degree angle.
I’ll have to rip back to the heel flap to fix that.
Swell. Just swell.
Of course, the optimist in me is very pleased with the way the kitchener stitch bind-off turned out. Very clean! I’m such a silver-lining person, it’s got to be irritating. 🙂
The Arizona Republic’s gift guide is out, and I don’t see the Jayne hat. It could be that they ran out of space, or it wasn’t mainstream enough, or that it’s just in the print version but not the online one. I’ve put out a call for some Arizona Browncoats to take a peek at the physical newspaper and see if it’s there.
That’s disappointing, but it’s not as if I could have handled extra Christmas business. On the up side, everyone whom I’ve promised a hat to by Christmas has either gotten or is going to get their hat in the next few days, so that’s some pressure off. Now on to the people whom I told, “you *might* get it by Christmas, but I can’t promise it.”
Rented and saw The 40 Year Old Virgin last night. It was the unrated version, and holy moly, if I put a nickel in the swear jar every time someone cursed, then by the time the movie was over I would have had enough to actually purchase the DVD. Steve Carrell was brilliant as always. Fun movie, we enjoyed it. And speaking as a woman who has waxed, I enjoyed my husband’s astonishment at watching Steve get his chest waxed. Yeah, see? Not so easy, is it, mister!
Winter weather today, icicles on the car and ickiness all around. I won’t be going anywhere this morning if I can help it. I’m enjoying knitting, though, and also putting lots of juicy rumors and visions in to DR. If ever there were a time to be using those systems, it’s now, with all the events going on. With all the ice, let’s hope the power holds out.
Today I think I’ll make hot cocoa and have a Tim Tam Slam through my lone remaining Tim Tam. Godspeed, little camper!
Next up, get a sitter to come over so we can go see King Kong!
ETA: It’s in the print version! A customer has offered to mail me a copy! Woo hoo!
My mostest favoritest local yarn shop, Charlotte Yarn, has started carrying yarn which has been exclusively dyed for them by Danette Taylor.
I love Danette Taylor’s yarn! She custom-dyed the green yarn for me for this blanket when I couldn’t find bulky green cotton I liked anywhere else. And I love Charlotte Yarn! They’ve got fabulous service, a great selection, and the best prices in the Charlotte area. And they had this skein of Danette-dyed variegated blue alpaca on display that was 436 yards for only $36. It’s enough to make a girl jump on the Clapotis bandwagon.
Is this the end of my bank balance? ARGH!
Do I want to do another of the periodic poetry contests in the
On the one hand, I’ve got enough going on. On the other hand, it’s not that much work.
On the one hand, I do have to pay for shipping. On the other hand, I get at least that much back in enjoyment from reading the entries.
On the one hand, there’s not a lot of time before Christmas. On the other hand, it’s Julfest from Naturwolle and you can’t get much more Christmasy than that.
Decisions, decisions…
I’m under the weather, and thought a cup of cocoa might make me feel better.
Me, looking in the cabinet: “I don’t know, though, a cup of green tea might be better.”
Him, understanding that I want to justify the cocoa: “You can’t suck green tea through a TimTam! Are you nuts?”
Thanks, sweetie!
I kid. I actually enjoy giving thing to others, and trying to think of unusual, unexpected, small things others might enjoy. That’s definitely something I got from my parents, especially my creampuff dad.
However, I also like to dream. 🙂
And so I present: 10 utterly frivolous things which I covet. Please note: I am not hinting for stuff, I’m just having a little capitalist interlude here.
