Good News, Bad News

The Good News: My dentist just wants to keep an eye on the questionable tooth. No actions scheduled at the moment.

The Bad News: He thinks the tooth may be dead or dying...bummer.

Molar Expedition

I have spent today dreading 4:00 when I have a dentist appointment. I like my dentist, I really do, but still...he's a dentist. And I'm afraid I have to be a big girl and tell him that I have this tooth...this one right here...right where all the pain was a couple of months ago...and it isn't really sore. Not painful. But it's sensitive. Doesn't like it when I bite down on hard things. Doesn't like my electric toothbrush going over it. Not that it really hurts then, either. But it tingles somewhat ferociously. Sigh. I see dental work in my future.

Whimper.

When you've had a dentist in childhood who apparently didn't believe all that strongly in Novocaine and who would lie to you (or mislead you) about whether something was going to hurt and then would, after telling you he'd stop when it did hurt, keep drilling...well, even when you're all grown up it's somewhat hard to face even the nicest dentist with equanimity and aplomb.

What else am I doing? Well, reading The Private Patient and knitting, in a desultory sort of fashion on some mitts that Rachel is supposed to be making for a friend. I told her I'd show her how to work with two circulars...and she's either too engrossed in WoW or too sleepy...so I keep knitting on them. Which I certainly don't mind, though I don't want to snatch them out from under her nose, as it were.

I could get into being home every day. Alas, all my use-or-lose leave is used up tomorrow and on Friday I'll be back at work, with only occasional days off.

How long is it until I can retire?

I've Been Remiss...

But not as remiss as I thought I was. I was thinking it had been an awfully long time since I did any "Current Reading" updates but it hasn't been that long. So without further ado...

Current Reading

I got for Christmas, and read in two days, The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher, about a murder in 1860's England and the detective (which was a whole new concept at the time) who worked on the case. The book had a little bit of the "Look how much research I did!" about it, but was still pretty interesting.

Then I read The Darkness and the Deep, a mystery set in Scotland, written by Aline Templeton. You have to love a detective inspector who is known as Big Marge. The solution of the crime came a little out of left-field but I would look for more books by this author.

And this morning I finished Kate Maloy's Every Last Cuckoo. This is the story of 75-year old Sarah, who is widowed and fills her house with various foundlings and people in need of a home. It was okay. I didn't like the structure of the beginning which started with the accident that costs her husband his life...and chapters about the accident are interspersed with chapters about things going on before the accident. And it just sort of made me impatient.

And now I'm into P.D. James' latest, The Private Patient.

Pure Poetry

The Poems scarf is finished. I love it.


I'm going to give it to my brother, on whom I think it'll look very handsome. Much like my brother.

I love knitting these stripey scarves. Who else can I make one for?

Christmas Passed

Hope everyone had a happy one.

Yipes, Stripes!

I finished up the Noro striped scarf yesterday, staying up a leetle later than usual to do so, and wore it to work this morning, enjoying its colors and its warmth immensely.


This evening I started the Poems scarf. This one I am going to do in 1x1 rib (the other was 2x2). I'm not sure about this yarn. It feels soft enough in the skein but as I work it, it reminds me more and more of Paton's SWS, which is unbearably scratchy when knit up. I'm hoping this'll be softer.


They are certainly fun scarves to knit.

Actual Knitting Content

Today I decided that, with or without Rachel, I was going to get up to The Black Sheep. (It turned out to be "without" as she stayed up until 5 a.m. doing stuff on-line...) I even took my camera with me so that I could take lovely pictures and entertain you with shots of the pretty shop. But once I got there, the yarn fumes got to me and the camera went completely out of my head. I did make some purchases. (Quelle surprise!)

There have been so many of the gorgeous Noro striped scarves showing up that I got antsy to make a second one (the first one I made a couple of years ago was sent to a friend) so I picked up yarn for that...Silk Garden this time, rather than Kureyon...and, ummmm, I might even have started it....

You can see the ends of the two skeins I'm using. The color numbers are 252 and 292. It's purty. And it's longer now. We sat and watched two episodes of The Last Detective (sob...only one left to watch) this evening and I knit through the whole thing and am almost half-way through the first skeins.

And I also picked up these skeins of Poems (Color numbers 473 and 585) to make another one of these scarves. These scarves really are addictive. You just can't wait to see what the next colors are and how they will look side-by-side.


When I got home from The Black Sheep, I washed and blocked Poinsettia. It's now drying.


The yarn is lovely and soft but it really does a disservice to the pattern. You can't really see the lace patterning at all. Which, actually, may be a good thing considering that there are a couple of...shall we say reinterpretations of the pattern?....no, just some small errors.

And I finished up the scarf I'm sending off to Janet.


It's a little darker than this in person. But it's nice and soft and no wool. Now to get it in the mail.

Mac and Z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-zs (Or "Where Is Joey Tribiani When You Need Him?")

Rachel and I made this for dinner:


Alton Brown's Mac and Cheese. (I figured I better blog quickly before I fall into a carb-induced coma....)

Verdict? It's a lot of work and messes up a lot of dishes. And it calls for extra-sharp cheddar, which we used, but which was so sharp that it was sort of bitter. The panko crumbs on top give it a nice crunch, though. And it has chopped onions in it and we both liked that. But, other than the onions, Rachel didn't much like it at all. And Mr. Pointy Sticks doesn't eat mac and cheese. That's a lot of mac and cheese to go through. I think I'll have to pass some to my brother.

I might be willing to try the recipe again but I'd use a milder cheese...but I'd definitely keep the panko crumbs.

At lunch today I finished the neckwarmer, except for the weaving in of the ends. I may sit and do that this evening while we watch an episode of The Last Detective.

Age Is A Bitch

Watching your own kid grow up can certainly make you feel the wings of Time rushing past, but there isn't much that makes you feel older, faster than the annual Christmas card from friends with kids. I have a friend from college and it seems like yesterday she and her partner adopted a darling baby from China. Well, I got her Christmas card today...and Annie is now 12 and a half...starting seventh grade...a beautiful young woman....figure skater and piano player. Straight A student.

I feel decrepit. But I called my friend tonight and we chatted for a while (we exchange cards every Christmas but rarely talk). And it was really nice.

Even if I do feel decrepit.

Inhuman Work Conditions Alert!

We had no internet at work today and probably will have no internet tomorrow. Something about a massive vulnerability in Internet Explorer. Apparently the real world has known about this for weeks but the Federal government (or, at least, the agency where I work) just caught on. Actually, it may have just taken this long for the decision to be made to shut us off from the Web until a patch is made. But it was awful. Not only because I do (I'll admit it) cruise the internet sometimes when work is slow or at lunch...but also because there is a lot of stuff we need to get to for work...Library of Congress, the House and Senate...

It also made today one of those days when I feel exceptionally stupid because I was constantly doing that "Let's Google that....doh!" and five minutes later, "Let's go to Thomas....doh!" and five minutes later, "I can send you a link....doh!" sort of double-take stuff all day long.

I think they should just give us time off until it's all fixed.

(Oh, I know. I shouldn't joke about this when there are children slaving in sweat shops. But seriously people....no INTERNET!)

On the neckwarmer front...I think I spent more time today ripping out than knitting but I also found the error that was throwing everything off, so that was good.


Here is Duncan, posing rather reluctantly, with the object. I have just started the final twenty rows.

And I got a co-worker, E., started knitting. She wanted to learn and came into work today with yarn and needles and we sat at lunch, knitting together. I showed her how to knit and purl and she was off and running. She did a little eight-row, twenty-stitch swatch and then wanted to get started on something "real." So I wrote up a simple pattern for a checkerboard scarf and she set to it. She's very bright but also a little neurotic (she'd admit that). I've told people she will either get fed up within a couple of days and set her needles on fire or get completely obsessed and be designing sweaters in 3 months.

And I came into work today to discover that the other young woman I work with got us all desk calendars for Christmas (I was told that these women didn't exchange presents...and then J. went and did this and threw us all in a loop). Anyway, she got me the Never Not Knitting calendar with daily messages from Stephanie Pearl-McPhee. How perfect (and how thoughtful) a gift is that!?

Woooof...I Am, Once Again, Stuffed With Turkey

Rachel wanted to try this nifty How-To-Dismember-A-Turkey trick again so we roasted a turkey today. It turned out nice and moist and now we are all sitting around groaning slightly.

The neck-warmer is coming along nicely. I have...um...19 or 20 rows left to knit. I think I could get two neck-warmers out of the yarn I bought. You know, in case I need two matching neck-warmers. I suppose if one of my friends or relatives tackled me when they saw me wearing mine and pled hard enough, I would knit another one up for her. (Frankly, I can't imagine any male relative wanting one.) Or, hey, I could make myself some mitts perhaps. No, I think that would look dopey.

I have discovered that I seem to have three (count them, three!) copies of Alice Starmore's The Celtic Collection. (Figures that I would have multiples of one that isn't going for much money.) Anyone, if anyone would like the paperback copy I have (the other two are hardback...one American, one English), email me and let me know. I'll send it to the first person who gets an email to me.

Back to work tomorrow after my four-day weekend. Life is hard.

Why One Shouldn't Knit At Midnight

I think I've already mentioned that the new winter Knitty was up last Wednesday. And, among the other stellar patterns there (I need the musk ox slippers! And really, doesn't everyone?!), was Anne Hanson's Poinsettia. And I mentioned that I found lovely soft Cadenza yarn on sale in F'burg.

So I've been knitting away on this and was working late last night and could not, for the life of me, get this one row to work out. I kept coming up with an extra stitch. I counted and re-counted...worked my way around the row three or four times, checking each stitch. Still came out with an extra stitch. This was depressing. I had already fudged an error like this in the beginning (my error, I hasten to add, not Anne's)...it was right at the beginning of the round which I consider the back of the piece, and would be hidden by hair. And honestly, I can't even see where it was. But man, a second mistake. And I contemplated ripping out several rows...and I contemplated ripping it out altogether and starting over...but I finally decided it was late, I'd sleep on it.

And this morning? There was no extra stitch. The row finished up perfectly. So I am very glad I didn't rip out.

However, I do recognize that this yarn wasn't the best choice. I love the yarn and I love the colors. But a less variagated yarn would sure show the pattern off better. After I do this one, I think I want to try one in a semi-solid or solid color. I might make one out of the Sheep Shop yarn yet.

I tried to take some photos of it....

In front of the computer. Boring. And, come to see, sort of blurry.


With Giz's reluctant assistance. This is the best of four tries.


Duncan slept through the whole photo shoot, but in the end, it was the one that I took with him that was the best.

Blah, Humbug

I am so not in the Christmas spirit. Can we just cancel it this year? Mr. Pointy Sticks and I went down to the mall this morning to pick up a few things. I got them handily and we then decided to wander a bit. There are still a few little gifts I have to pick up and I'm not sure what they'll be.

At one point we went into a shop that sells overpriced teas and teapots and mugs. I picked up a few of the mugs and chose some tea. "Do you want to send this tea in an air-tight container?" said the clerk. "Sure," I said. "They're right over there," he said, pointing me to the display. I walked two steps, picked up the canister and in that time another customer stepped into my space and asked the clerk a question. He answered the man...and that was fine. But the man then asked another question. Whereupon the clerk left the counter, leaving me standing there, and started rummaging through cabinets and helping the man. So I left my stuff on the counter and walked out. I wish now I had bitten the clerk's head off before I left. Annnnnnd....Merry Christmas to you!

I mentioned that I had ordered some Claudia Handpainted from The Dizzy Sheep.


From top to bottom: Sea Dreams, Pistachio and Stormy Day

And here are some other new members of the household:


Fleece Artist in Hercules


Enchanted Knoll Farm in Sunshiney Day. (I was a little disappointed in this...the sample shown on the Loppy Ewe's website had a little more blue...this one only has a smidgen. But those are the chances you take with internet purchases.)


Creatively Dyed Calypso in the Quick Step colorway. Look at those colors! Yum.

Maybe I'll go do some knitting...

Why Isn't All This Rain Snow?

We had a very miserable drive to and from Fredericksburg today. It is cold and rainy and the traffic was terrible and, on the drive home, our wind shield wipers started acting up. Feh.

But it was also a good day because it was a very yarny day. And that's always nice.

First of all, do you all know about The Dizzy Sheep? It's like Woot for yarnoholics. Every day, one item, on sale. I missed (damn it) the day they had the Hanne Falkenberg kits. Oh well. But on Tuesday they had Claudia Handpainted on sale. And you know how I feel about Claudia Handpainted. "Lustful" is, I believe, the proper word. And I couldn't resist. So I ordered, on Tuesday afternoon, six skeins. And they were there on my front porch this afternoon! That's pretty speedy.

There was also a package from Loopy.

But...see comment above about raininess. It's dark and cloudy and dreary and not good weather for photos. So there will be photos but not today.

And then, the other yarny thing...on the way down to F'burg I finished the Ella Rae Silkience scarf (well, I have to weave in ends, but other than that it's finished). And last night, when I was finally able to get into Knitty's winter issue, I fell in love with Poinsettia, Anne Hanson's neck warmer. So I printed that pattern out and grabbed the things I thought I needed to start it on the ride. After I finished the scarf, I grabbed my needle and the pink Sheep Shop yarn with which I had started the Flower Scarf, and tried to start it. Only to discover that, in fact, I had a 24" needle with me and it was not going to work.

So I pleaded with Mr. Pointy Sticks (well, he's a nice guy...I just had to ask) and we stopped at the knitting shop in F'burg and I grabbed the needle and then....wait....what's that on the sale table?....ooooh, that's pretty! Colinette Cadenza (so soft in yummy) in the Sahara colorway...just the right gauge for the neck warmer. So I grabbed that, too, and hurried out to the car. Wound the yarn (well, the first skein) by hand and got started. I've gotten through the first eight rows. Man, is this yarn scrumptious!

Again, pictures later.

And now Rachel is home. Though she left all her laundry in her dorm room, so she may be scantily clad for the month she's home.

Untagged, I Meme

No one tagged me for this, but it looks sort of like fun --

Things I've Done (In Bold)
1. Started my own blog
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than I can afford to charity - Sorry. I'm just not the type that's going to do anything that I can't afford. Blame my Scots blood!
7. Been to Disneyland/world - No, thank you!!
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sung a solo - I'm sorry. I wouldn't inflict that on people....have you heard me sing?
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched lightning at sea
14. Taught myself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning - I think I'd rather visit Disneyworld!
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown my own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France - I went to Paris in high school and we had a half day to do the Louvre. "Oh, no," said our chaperone, "Come back on the free day we have before we leave." That free day? It was the day (Thursday?) that everything shuts down in France. So...no Mona Lisa...no Winged Victory (which was what I really wanted to see).
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitchhiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill - Is there anyone who hasn't? I got caught, though, too.
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset - Heck, I see a sunrise most mornings on the way to work!
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person - If "from a plane" counts.
34. Visited the birthplace of my ancestors - For what definition of "ancestor?" If parent's count, then yes... :^)
35. Seen an Amish community - Hard not to when you go to college in Lancaster, PA.
36. Taught myself a new language -
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied - Well, for a certain definition of "truly satisfied." Certainly, I consider myself monetarily fortunate.
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David
41. Sung karaoke - I'm sorry. I wouldn't inflict that on people....see 10 above.
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight - Sanibel
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had my portrait painted - Well, drawn...as a little kid.
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business - Tried with Discovery Toys, if that counts.
58. Taken a martial arts class
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy - Quite a number of them...
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial - My grandparents lived in D.C. when I was a kid (near enough to the zoo, in one apartment, that you could hear the lions roar) and one day my grandmother and I did several monuments and the zoo and a dime store. I think the Lincoln Memorial may be my favorite of all the memorials I've seen. He has a good face.
71. Eaten caviar
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone - A toe! How exciting!
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle - I don't suppose a not-speeding Vespa counts...
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had my picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chickenpox - And mumps...and measels, both German and hard...
89. Saved someone’s life
90. Sat on a jury - Not a petit jury, but a grand jury. Great experience and I'd do it again in a flash.
91. Met someone famous - Define "famous." I've met a number of authors.
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a lawsuit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee
100. Rode an elephant - No, but I've been on a camel! Once while in England.

Well, Damn

I just found out that the husband of a college friend died on Friday.

Damn, damn, damn.

I feel so bad for Beth.

Happy Sunday Evening

You know that by now on a typical Sunday evening I would be whining about work. (Hey. I like my new job but it still requires getting up at 6:30 every weekday morning.)

But tomorrow I have off, la la, and am actually planning to have a little fun. I think I'll go over to the Paint-It-Yourself pottery place and do a new food dish for Duncan, as his last one broke. And perhaps I'll have lunch at Yamato.

Now, of course, I could just get up and decide to do nothing but stay home and read and knit. That's the joy of a day off.

Had a nice Saturday. My brother and his sweetie and I went to a cookie walk at a local church. Actually, early Saturday morning I woke up from a dream about the cookie walk (this is an event where you walk around a room choosing from a vast array of home-baked cookies and then pay up at the end) and in the dream I found someone selling Welsh currant cookies. And that made me very happy because my mom always made Welsh currant cookies at Christmas time and they were one of my favorites. And, since Mom died in 2006...no currant cookies. (And yes, I could make them myself except that my skills with the griddle? Not so hot.)

And then I woke up and felt sort of sad because the dream made me miss my Mom.

Off we go to the cookie walk and I got to the place where you start choosing cookies and what was there?! A nice woman selling bags of freshly made Welsh currant cookies! I bought two bags. And the gentleman behind me was speaking Welsh to her, to these cookies are the real deal!

Then we went off to Towson University ceramics department's sale. We've gone every year for some years and I was planning to get a Christmas present or two...but it was pretty sad this year. It was much smaller and the work for sale seemed...of lower quality. Warped mugs and bowls where the bottom was separating from the sides. Mistakes, in other words.


I didn't buy anything there. There wasn't anything that tempted me at all.

I went home then and Mr. Pointy Sticks and I headed out for Cross Keys to do a little shopping. We went to the Store Ltd, which is just an amazing shop. They've got gorgeous stuff there and I don't know why I didn't take more pictures. I did see this glassware and fell in love with the pieces.


It's hard to see here, but they have different, abstracted botanical designs etched on them. There were some small ones that were meant to be votive candle holders but I bought four to use as little wine glasses. I got some other stuff there, too.

We had lunch at the Village Square cafe. I can't recommend it. We waited 25 minutes or more for a BLT and chicken salad sandwich and watched people who came in after us get served before us. We finally flagged down a waitress and asked her about our order, or I think we would have been sitting there still. The BLT was so-so and I found a stray thread in it. So, all in all, not a high point.

But we left there and headed up Falls Road to the Purple House Bakery. Where did it get its name? Well....


We got some yummies to take home. A pot de creme au chocolat and a slice of Opera cake.


And we went into The Ivy Bookshop and had a little browse. Stopped at Eddie's Supermarket for some tasty salads and home in the snow flurries. With very tired feet.

I'm In A Contest!

Flotsam, who has a wonderful blog (and a delightful daughter) has a little contest on her blog here. I entered it and one of my verses is in the running for the Reader's Choice award. I don't want to sway the results too much so I'll not going to say what number mine is...though I will say that people that know me well might be able to tell...maybe.

Justus, you know what these verses remind me of?

A was once an apple pie.
Piedy-widey,
Nice insidey,
Apple pie.

Or whatever that verse was.

Pretty Pictures!

Okay, so just for you I stood out on the Freezing Front Porch of Photography (I'm wondering if I should call it the Freezing Front Porch of Fotography) and I took pictures. These are the goodies I got at sale at Woolgirl this past weekend.

First of all, some Lotus Toes (Jennifer says this may be her favorite sock yarn, so I'm eager to give it a try):


Calliope


Woolgirl...I love, love, love these colors.

From Three Irish Girls:


Tierney...more pretty colors.

And two skeins from Pagewood Farms. This is the yarn that we oohed and aahed over at the Black Sheep a week or two ago. I couldn't resist this on sale but I made sure that I ordered stuff that wouldn't be available at the shop.


First of all, a skein of Alyeska in the Seabreeze color...so soft and so pretty. The colors are even prettier than in this picture. There are some bluer hues that don't seem to be coming through here.


And in the St. Elias line (Blue-faced Leicester) in the Fabulous Fall colorway. Nice.

And, as always, Jennifer included some goodies...


A little pad of sheepie paper and an adorable Sunneshine stitch marker...a tiny snowman, who is complete with a little carrot nose.

And in Fredericksburg last week I managed to get my hands on some Kaffe Fassett Landscapes sock yarn.


The top color is for Rachel, the bottom one (yum) for me.

My brother's here to visit...so this'll be short.

Nature Babies

When I was in Daedalus last weekend, I picked up this book...Nature Babies. I know, I know, I have no babies to knit for. But I thought this was an awfully cute book. There are knit patterns...hats, sweaters, I think a blanket. (The book isn't available to me as I am writing this. I may have to update this later.) There is also a section on felted objects...like the hat on the cover. Makes me want to felt.

But the best section is in the back...there are some patterns for the most adorable dolls. Little softly stuffed, simple, sleepy dolls for infants...some flower dolls...a wizard doll. I just discovered the other day that one of my cashmere sweaters has a couple little moth holes. I'm thinking I might just felt it and make one of these dolls...

I Tried

Yesterday I got all my yummies from Woolgirl's sale. So, so pretty. And goodies, too! And I tried to take pictures...I really did. But it was late and dark and I was taking the pictures inside and they were crap. So I'll try again this evening.

And the purple-y scarf? I'm into my third skein of yarn and it's coming along very quickly. I might even be able to get this to my friend for Christmas! I should finish it up this weekend. Even with a trip to a ceramic sale and a cookie sale. And Christmas shopping.

So...I will try to get some pictures up this evening.

Current Reading

I am reading Debra Ginsberg's The Grift, which I am enjoying immensely. It's about a young woman, Marina, who has spent her life working as a psychic since she was a child and was forced into it by her druggie mother, who used her talent to earn money for drugs. She's not psychic at all, of course, just very good at reading people and at gaining their trust. Then she moves to California and things happen and her life and her clients get out of her control...and she suddenly realizes that she can see the future...

Anyway, I'm halfway through and really like it so far.

Spare Some Change, Buddy?

Adam Rex and Brian Biggs have gotten me hooked on what I think is a great opportunity for giving.

Donors Choose allows you to donate to teachers trying to do some good in their classrooms. You can choose by level of need, by location, by type of project. You can donate a little or a lot. You can donate in honor of someone or purchase a gift card so that your giftee can choose a project. And who doesn’t like the idea of helping teachers bring something exciting into their classrooms?

My mom, as some of my readers know, was an English teacher, and while her school wasn’t (I don’t think) in what would be considered a high-poverty area, it was in rural-ish Virginia. Quite a few times Mom would spend her own money to buy sets of books for her kids. I like the idea of helping other teachers do the same.

Edit: The link for Donors Choose was broken at first...but it's all fixed now.

And.....We're Back!

The trip down...not so hot. The usual two-hour trip was three hours. Rachel was a little tense about getting there in time for class but we made it with an hour to spare.

On the way down, I worked on my orange scarf.


It's coming along. I've joined the third (and last) skein of yarn.

That cute polka-dotted thing is a little camera case sort of thing. Just a little light-weight protector that you slide the camera into before you throw it in your bag. The back side of it is stiff, the front, just stretchy padded fabric. Picked it up at Office Depot. The green and purple knit is a scarf I made a couple of years ago.

On the way back, I started something new.


This is a scarf for a friend who can't tolerate wool. This is Ella Rae's Silkience in a pattern I grabbed from one of my Japanese pattern books. I got one repeat done. Onward and upward.

I have ripped out the pale pink scarflet that I showed as started in a recent post. I'm not sure who I know would wear the Flower Scarf and I really should concentrate on things I know people want. I may turn that yummy, yummy yarn into a cowl of some kind. It won't go to waste.

And it looks as though the pretty pink socks will be going to my cable-loving cousin. So nice to find homes for things.

Miss you, Rachel!