not a present

i finished the mitts i was working on.

i..uh..chose to use two different colors. Yeah, chose. that’s right.

happy chanumasalia, everyone

we basked in the glow of the led lights on the ficus tree and opened presents.  Here we are posing with our pressies:

stolen shamelessly from veronique’s blog
We made mince pies, and bagels, and challah french toast.  Then we napped. For a long time.  We went to a traditional christmas dinner of chinese food, and we [...]

to the ladies of america

“It is customary amongst the German ladies to have at hand some light piece of work, with which they can at any time be employed…they consider their knitting or netting needles an indispensable accompaniment. And there appears to be a charm in the occupation that promotes rather than impedes conversation.
Our American ladies will doubtless find [...]

sighted: addibarterhat

While on a jaunt in the woods, something flashed before my eyes.  Not my life, but a rare vision, or so I thought.  “Could it be?” I thought to myself.  “Surely, no!” my interior monologue continued.  “*Gasp* What else could it be?” the little voice wondered.  The addibarterhat, in the wild! Gallivanting among the trees, [...]

la presidenta

Due to all of the organization, logistics, and networking I do for the should-really-be-weekly Buffy superstah! club, I have officially been appointed the President. I am studiously ignoring the resounding cries of “duh!” and “dorkwad.”

productive train knitting

This morning I spent a very productive train ride knitting. Here’s where I was at the start of the commute:

Mitts For Me, in Malabrigo’s Merino Worsted, color: Pearl Ten (it is purpler than the picture)
And here’s where I was at the end:

Turns out I can’t measure my own hand. Even tho [...]