Yarn to spare
That's about four yards of yarn left over -- and one relieved knitter. It probably wouldn't be hard to find, but I don't want to go hunting right now; the shop I bought it from has gone out of business. I could barely even look while I was finishing -- I just kept pulling yarn out of my bag, praying that I wouldn't come up short. I'll post pattern details and FO pic in the photo album. The recipient doesn't want them 'til Christmas!
This solitary souvenir shaker reminded me of Christine -- she's decorating the camper she restored with souvenir plates. This isn't a plate, but isn't it cute? If it's from a salt & pepper set, do you suppose its partner was also Wisconsin, or could it have been Michigan or Minnesota? One could even imagine it as part of a very large spice set... couldn't one?
My friend Ann is a collector also. There is many an adorable, collectible pig, and then there are atrocities such as this. The only thing remotely attractive about this pig is that it's a bank -- a big bank -- and once filled, would yield a small fortune upon the celebratory and anxiously awaited smashing. This could be an impetus to saving -- that's what the country needs, hideous piggy banks (forget a high rate of return) -- the theory being that one would have to keep the pig (let's say prominently displayed in the living room) 'til filled and that one would save at an accelerated rate in order to be rid of the ugly pig!
Then there's just adorable cuteness that someone ought to collect. DH likes ice cream -- vanilla, thankyouverymuch. This might find its way under the tree or in his stocking -- maybe with a gift card for ice cream. Hmm? Isn't it cute?
I worked some on Shirley Shrugs -- maybe a half-dozen rows. I can't work much more than that in a sitting or my wrists start letting me know, so I'm just going to have to be consistent and work a little every night.