My current work in progress:

Comfort Fade Cardi by Andrea Mowry, knit from Miss Babs  Kaweah in the Parchment, Old Gold, Petrified Forest, and Espresso colorways, using 3.75mm and 4mm needles.

Hangover Day

champagne Hangover Day

As you can see, we spared no expense for the New Year’s Eve decorations:

balloons Hangover Day

And poor Izzy was just plumb tuckered out on New Year’s Day!

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I got two wonderful surprises! First, this from Stephanie, a knitting friend in New Zealand.

lotr Hangover Day

It’s a first day cover of postage stamps for Lord of the Rings. New Zealand is where the movies were filmed, of course. The stamps are beautiful. Thank-you Stephanie for such a thoughtful gift!

And then guess what? Flor in Brazil sent me a birthday present. What a great surprise!

florbook Hangover Day

This is Knitting Fair Isle Mittens and Gloves by Carol Rasmussen Noble, which was on my wishlist. I’ve taken a quick look through it and it looks wonderful. There are lots of beautiful traditional fair isle patterns and I can’t wait to knit something from it.

So thank you Stephanie and Flor for your thoughtfulness and generosity.

And yes . . . today is my birthday!

Happy New Year!

champagne glasses confetti md wht Happy New Year!

Best wishes for a happy, healthy, and prosperous 2003!

First Sweater Story

Yesterday Joe posted about the first sweater he knitted in his blog. So of course I have to do the same. What better time than New Years Day?

I was nine or ten years old and had been knitting squares for a few years. I told my mom I wanted to knit a real sweater. We were living in the U.K. back then, so we picked out a pattern leaflet from the knitting section of one of the big department stores in London. A pullover with raglan sleeves and crewneck done in stockinette stitch. My mom had color cards from one of the British wool companies so I picked out a bright red wool, worsted weight and she ordered it. I started knitting the sweater immediately but, being a kid, lost interest. I did pick it up again and finish it when I was about 14. My mother, wise woman that she was, had me start making a size several times too large for me, so it fit me as a teenager. I did wear it alot, but I don’t remember what ultimately happened to it.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was my first sweater.