Change of plans
On Friday night, I finished the re-knitting of the Peace Fleece Coup d'Etat Cardigan. Since I'd already wet-blocked the entire thing, I decided to just pin and damp-block the general area that was worked over. It's nearly dry. On Thursday night, I'd stopped at the LYS to procure the DPNs I need to knit the attached button band. I'm excited to try out this new (to me) technique, and also anxious to finish the cardigan.
Saturday's main goal was to get the tree down. I broke two ornaments -- which is two more than usual and while one was no big loss, the other was vintage, but at least it wasn't one of Grandma's. I wasn't in the mood and I guess it showed. I was resistant to taking time to go the Y, but Katie did finally cajole me into at least going for a walk and we did the 2-mile route -- it did kind of energize me for the big finish.
I've had Elizabeth Zimmermann's Knitting Workshop in a work basket next to my chair for some time and, lately, in the evenings, I've been pulling it out and reading a few pages or just looking at the pictures. I saw so many beautiful items at the exhibit in Madison last month, but one item that really struck a chord, and that I knew I wanted to make, was the Rib Warmer. I have some very well-marinated, utilitarian stash of the appropriate weight, so cast on Saturday night. I will soon be half-way and will have a photo for the next post.
My plans to participate in yesterday's International Pajama Day were thwarted by the maternal relations. During my walk on Saturday, Mom called to tell me of two sets of aunts and uncles, plus a great aunt and uncle all planning to stop by my brother's on Sunday on their way to a nearby casino and, they wondered, wouldn't it be fun if we could all meet for lunch? I was pretty resistant to the whole idea -- still weighed down, so to speak, by the Christmas tree, resentful that I had to spend any time at all doing that, and I'd been looking forward to IPD as my well-deserved and just reward. So I fretted and frumped for the rest of the day, overnight, into the morning, and then realized what a complete and total selfish ass I was being, so I changed into some clothes, took a ride, had lunch and a good laugh with the relatives -- including my brother, who is just fantastic -- and then came home and got all comfy again. You can bet I'm planning NOW for SUPER IPD!