 Drip Dry by Conni Togel
Drip Dry by Conni TogelHave you ever seen the art of Conni Togel of the Sheep Incognito fame? Brilliant I tell you! I would have loved to have been at Rhinebeck just for a chance to meet her.  
Love, love, love!
 Drip Dry by Conni Togel
Drip Dry by Conni Togel
Also, I can tell you right now that I don't want to knit this sweater flat. But looking at it, I can honestly say that it is a much nicer choice than mine. It's got good stash busting potential, it will make my husband look hunky, I can finally brand him with a large hand-knit (!), and best of all it will provide me with some knitting direction so I can stop knitting those Kitty Pi beds. The second one is felting even as I type this.
I guess I'll be stash diving again this afternoon. What are you up to?
 She toasted me with jello. Innocent and cute, yes?
 She toasted me with jello. Innocent and cute, yes?  I finally got around to making a Kitty Pi Bed. So easy and fast. It's drying now. I wonder if it will be to the cats' liking. I want to make more. Maybe for the local animal shelter. There's an idea.
 I finally got around to making a Kitty Pi Bed. So easy and fast. It's drying now. I wonder if it will be to the cats' liking. I want to make more. Maybe for the local animal shelter. There's an idea.  To answer your question, Holly, the alpaca will be make into something for me. Even though the husband has been hinting that there was lots of talk about a sweater for him and to date none has materialized, alpaca would be wasted on him. Yes, I suppose I should get a project on the needles with his name on it before the year is over. Maybe I'll name it Madness Worthy of My Man. Heh!
 To answer your question, Holly, the alpaca will be make into something for me. Even though the husband has been hinting that there was lots of talk about a sweater for him and to date none has materialized, alpaca would be wasted on him. Yes, I suppose I should get a project on the needles with his name on it before the year is over. Maybe I'll name it Madness Worthy of My Man. Heh!

 I was tired of it taunting me and decided I wanted all that scrumptious alpaca put to use, not to lounge in its plastic jail. I'm currently in search of a new suitable pattern. Suggestions welcome.
I was tired of it taunting me and decided I wanted all that scrumptious alpaca put to use, not to lounge in its plastic jail. I'm currently in search of a new suitable pattern. Suggestions welcome. ripped back the cable on one of the sleeves of the duffle coat, taught the kids how to make hot chocolate from scratch, spied on robins in the front yard,
ripped back the cable on one of the sleeves of the duffle coat, taught the kids how to make hot chocolate from scratch, spied on robins in the front yard, and baked a pumpkin for pumpkin pie. After all, what would Thanksgiving be without pumpkin pie? Brianna grew the pumpkin so technically I'm just a helper in the pie preparation department. She was thrilled to finally harvest it! Since I'm being all technical, you may as well know that we celebrated Thanksgiving on Saturday because that is when Hubby got the day off work  due to pouring rain.  It's all good.  We got to spend the day together.
and baked a pumpkin for pumpkin pie. After all, what would Thanksgiving be without pumpkin pie? Brianna grew the pumpkin so technically I'm just a helper in the pie preparation department. She was thrilled to finally harvest it! Since I'm being all technical, you may as well know that we celebrated Thanksgiving on Saturday because that is when Hubby got the day off work  due to pouring rain.  It's all good.  We got to spend the day together.  

 My love affair with the Drops slipper pattern mentioned in the previous post has fizzled and died.  Dead.  That would be the bottom slipper in the picture.  Not nearly as cute and charming as in their photo. All this slipper resembles in real life is a glorified tube sock.  Bleh!  I'm trying to decide whether to knit the second one.  If I were to felt them once they're a set, they might fit one of the kids or I could keep them for guests and they won't seem like such a waste of time having knit them.
 My love affair with the Drops slipper pattern mentioned in the previous post has fizzled and died.  Dead.  That would be the bottom slipper in the picture.  Not nearly as cute and charming as in their photo. All this slipper resembles in real life is a glorified tube sock.  Bleh!  I'm trying to decide whether to knit the second one.  If I were to felt them once they're a set, they might fit one of the kids or I could keep them for guests and they won't seem like such a waste of time having knit them. Here is the left front.  I'm almost to the armpit decreases.  Very exciting.
Here is the left front.  I'm almost to the armpit decreases.  Very exciting. Finally we have the two sleeves.  Notice anything?  Shape is good.  Length is good. The cable pattern is not so good.  I am trying to decide how anal I want to be about the whole thing.  Remember how I ripped out the first, almost complete sleeve?  Do I really want to do that to two complete sleeves because I crossed the cables every 8th row instead of every 6th?  I didn't think I would be up to ripping and re-knitting that much work while the sleeves sat hidden in the bag, but now that I've hauled them out into the light of day...  There is a big difference now that I have spread the pieces side by side.  My hubby already accuses me of having OCD.  The only question is whether or not I will prove him correct. Eeek.
 Finally we have the two sleeves.  Notice anything?  Shape is good.  Length is good. The cable pattern is not so good.  I am trying to decide how anal I want to be about the whole thing.  Remember how I ripped out the first, almost complete sleeve?  Do I really want to do that to two complete sleeves because I crossed the cables every 8th row instead of every 6th?  I didn't think I would be up to ripping and re-knitting that much work while the sleeves sat hidden in the bag, but now that I've hauled them out into the light of day...  There is a big difference now that I have spread the pieces side by side.  My hubby already accuses me of having OCD.  The only question is whether or not I will prove him correct. Eeek. 