Thinking about Chicago...

Am I just in the dark ages? When did toilets start having babies?

Clock Vest (Folk Vest by Cheryl Oberle)

I know, who wears these? Well, I guess I will. It is stinking beautiful even if it is a vest. Had a rough go to start, but after that, it's smooth sailing - well, except for the fact I got smart and decided to lengthen it which is throwing cable charts off and then the pu along the front will be off, and the count for the buttonholes will be different and I may need seven instead of six buttons. Hmmm. But here it is:


This time last year we were in Chicago with Gwen and Steve looking for a little snow. Since she's a little slower at processing her photos, I just got this!
Yes, yours truly knit those scarves and my hat. And here I am talking on the phone, taking a picture of something, while someone is taking a picture of me!

Making Marshmallows

First gluten-free Thanksgiving in this house. I thought of just skipping the marshmallow topping for the yams as I heard store-bought ones had something evil in them (I didn't check myself though). But the wrath of GF daughter would not be worth it. So here they are. Will cut into little pillows tomorrow and roll in powdered sugar.

Oh, my! (Minimalist)

Well, it certainly wasn't EZ, and there was no sliding involved. It was more like a very old man trying to pull a 6x10 foot loaded wagon up a steep incline on a dirt road. BUT she's done. There she is. She's got a bit of a turn on that collar which may or may not stay that way. She definitely wasn't meant to have it. But now that this is done, I have to make another with an intentional shawl lapel in this cabled pattern as the border is really quite stunning in my eyes.

And while I was on a little trip recently I bought a beautiful wooden stick for closing my shawls and more than likely this cardigan. It was a yarn shop in Sewickly where the help makes the shop (well along with the yarn selection). I also bought a pattern that absolutely screamed out MAKE ME! MAKE ME! I haven't the yarn yet.


Anyway, back to this little shop - if the stellar employee (name unknown, but who was amusing enough to not be forgotten) who is planning a trip to Burbank in February happens upon my little lonely blog again, I hope she emails me or leaves a comment so if I happen to not be working, we could venture together on a yarn crawl further than Burbank.