I find, as I grow older, that I am developing a very obsessive nature. I will latch onto something and that is all I want to do. If only I could direct that laser focus towards cleaning...
I am currently obsessed with knitting, even more so than usual. I have a large project (for me) on the needles at the moment, that is not really portable, so I had to come up with small projects that I could tote along with me on a daily basis. I am starting to become my late and much lamented frister, Kay. I still can close my eyes and see her bursting through my front door, awash in various bags of knitting projects. I miss her so much.
I have also managed to 'infect' my middle sister with the knitting bug. She made the mistake of mentioning that she would like to learn how to knit so that she'd have something to do while keeping an eye on our parents. I got her a beginner's knitting kit from Knit Picks and, last Saturday, we sat down with our needles and yarn and got busy. She is a natural.
*An aside here - starting someone totally green with the long-tail cast on is ludicrous! It takes all your concentration to learn how to deal with two sticks and a string, let alone trying to wrest your fingers into unnatural positions. We bypassed the LTCO and went to my easy-peasy cast on, the name of which escapes me.
Besides my too-large socks, I recently cast off a small cowl, knit up with a skein of absolutely lovely yarn (wool/silk blend) that I won in one of Theresa of Camp Runamuck's wonderful giveaways. It had all of my colors and feels like a little cloud around my neck.
Speaking of necks, where the heck did this Turkey Neck come from?!? Bring out the Botox!
I realized, with more than a little alarm, that I had absolutely no knitting for lunchtime at the office yesterday! OMG. This morning found me rummaging around for a small project. Mission accomplished, but I can't share because it/they are headed out for Valentine's Day. I am going to be casting on another pair of socks this weekend - the only difficulty will be choosing the yarn. So, so, so much beautiful yarn. So, so, so, SO much yarn that I need to unearth. This weekend I tackle The Craft/Office Room/Closet. I may have to don multiple pairs of BGPs for this baby.
I leave you with my transformed little dining area - everything was given to me, with the exception of the chairs, which I bought from a friend. They were her grandmother's.
Sue of the Apples for Jam Cookbook - if you are reading this - your email did not go through, so I need you to contact me at: swomersley at gmail dot com! If I don't hear from you by the end of the weekend, the book will be back up for grabs.