|Half of the thrums|
Some of the promises I made to myself for this year include yarn-related things. Okay, most of them include yarn-related things. I am not allowed to buy a single skein/ball/cake/piece of yarn this year. I need to start and finish at least half of the multitude of kits and projects that I have squirreled away in the dreaded craft room. I need to un-dread the craft room.
It had occurred to me that I had a kit for thrummed mittens. Just the ticket!
|Gone. (This morning's temp dropped|
|My very own Needle Keeper!|
The thrum project, on top of the endless green sock project, is starting to make me twitchy. It's all I can do to keep myself focused on finishing them, so that I do not go off on another tangent and have six projects in varying states of completedness - except for complete. I just realized that I have four pairs of socks on the needles. And the thrums, of course.
Cooking was at a minimum this weekend because it was too cold to even think about emerging from my knitting cocoon - nothing like being wrapped in the Geezer sweater with a pile of furry bodies snugged in around you. I watched a couple of DVDs - Incredibles 2 (LOVED it!) and Game of Thrones (Season 1 - I know, I am the only adult in the country that has not seen this. And I may be the only adult in the country to go no further with it.)
Just to notch up the frustration a bit further, I had decided to bite the bullet and try a new gluten free bread recipe. (Insert a small rant here) There should be a full disclosure on all gluten free cookbooks (hell, ALL cookbooks) that are sold online. This one would have included, as a subtitle, "You, too, can bake a $16 loaf of pseudo-bread!"
|$16 of meh.|
Before you think that my weekend was bereft of happiness - it was not. It started out on a high, with a birthday package in my mailbox. A small box full of treasures from a friend who is a treasure, herself.
|Excuse the poor quality - I'll|
get a better one and post it again.
|ACK! Cuteness alert!|