Mini mystery skeins

While shopping in yarn stores for buttons, I discovered a little basket of sock-yarn skeinlets. They were sold by the ounce, and I bought a little selection that was about 1.2 ounces. It cost me $3.10.

Once I got home, I realised I wouldn't be able to classify the yarn on ravelry! I quite think the purple is Auracania, with the way it sticks to itself, but the pink is some merino superwash. I cranked out some teeny-tiny newborn booties. The picture shows how much yarn was left after making four booties. I have woven in about two thirds of the ends. More button shopping is in order!

Buttons!

Just over a week ago, the first of the two nephew-babies arrived. She was 3 weeks early, small, but healthy. This meant that we could spend our Thanksgiving time adoring a brand new baby.

I got the buttons on and the ends woven in this morning, just in time to hand deliver the gifts to the new family.

But of course, the aftermath of the underwhelming blizzard is that the roads are closed, so there will be no Thanksgiving journey, and no hand-delivering the gifties.

We adults are disappointed to not see the family, but relieved to not be driving in adverse conditions. The teen is happy to be able to stay at home. The 12 year old yelled "IT'S NOT FAIR!" and ran to her room in tears and slammed the door. Is she right on schedule or what?

A story

Once upon a time, long long ago, I was young. At the time of this story, I had a very nice boyfriend. Very fine indeed.

One day, my boyfriend said to me, "Would you like to come to my grandma's 80th birthday?"

I thought, "Wow, he's taking me to meet his family!"

He thought, "This long trip will be a lot more fun if she comes along."

Although he was clueless to the implications of taking a girlfriend to a major family gathering, no one else failed to catch on. Even his four-year-old nephew knew that this was an interesting development. He beamed at us cherubically and inquired sweetly, "Are you guys gonna get married?" We weren't quite ready to deal with that kind of question, and I'm sure our answer was an awkward splutter.

But within the year, we were indeed married.

A couple years ago, I had the pleasure of attending that cherubic nephew's wedding. Now both he and his older brother are expecting babies in the new year.

Of course, I've always been the weird aunt. And I'm supposing that hand-knitted gifts from the weird aunt might not be among the favourite gifts. But you see, I'm one of those knitters who, when hearing that a baby is coming, casts on. It's just what happens.

The yarn is Dream in Color Classy, and I bought it specifically to have for baby knitting. I was very pleased, while agonizing over what to knit, to remember this yarn. I still have to locate the perfect buttons for the booties.

Retroactive Blogging

In November, I finished a pair of socks that had been languishing on the needles. I failed to blog them, and I know that no one will care but me, but for my own closure, I'm blogging them in the future and backdating the entry.

It's funny, I have a pair at home just like them.

Miller's hat, more pictures

Did I mention how very toasty this hat is? I love it!

A surprise

I didn't notice that I liked orange until I looked at my yarn stash...

Seriously, I have NO orange clothing. But I something about orange yarn seems to suck me in!

acquisitions--more yarn than knitting

I recently brought a little more Bugga! into my life. They had a Hallowe'en special, where for a small discount, you could buy two matched skeins designed for striping knee-highs. You could get black-and-orange or black-and-purple. That brilliant orange sucked me in, and I had to buy it.

While I was ordering straight from the source, I decided to bring home one more skein. I didn't notice at all how close it was to the other skein until I had them both in my hands. Both a vivid orange, but different enough to really not work well together. I think the picture is a little too red, it's really very orange.

 It came with a soap sample, so it smells very very good.