::snort::
Sorry people, not this year. I've been doing a pile of selfish crafting and it's been delicious. It's not that I don't love you and want to wrap you up in woolen-y goodness, it's just that... I'm effing cold. If I don't make myself the patterns that have been burning a hole in my queue I'm going to die a cold cold shivery death. And then who will bring you your gifts? Hmm? That's what I thought.
My favorite project for me so far is definitely my Rose Red. I knitted it using Sublime, a merino wool angora blend chosen because I needed my hat to be fuzzy. NEEDED. This thing shed all over my pants while I made it, but now it seems to have settled. It keeps my head and ears warm so effectively that sometimes I have issues hearing people. Actually, that might just be me and not the hat so much.
I've also been diving into socks. These are pretty satisfying projects. My brother Ross requested some so I made him some Masonic Lodge socks in a whopping size 12 with Cascade Heritage. Mmmmmmmmcascadeheritaaaaage. This yarn is gorgeous, comes in a bajillion colors (yes, a bajillion, I counted) and feels like butta. In fact, in blind yarn tests, 9 out of 10 people preferred Cascade Heritage to butter. It's true.
Joe let me take pictures of his feet for a full 5 minutes before cracking.
Ross just started college clear across the country and when I asked him for his address he responded with, "1223 something apartment something." I'd like to point out that he told me this in writing. Joe's feeling pretty sure that these socks are going to wind up his. I don't know why.
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I'm sure it won't surprise you that I prefer Cascade Heritage to butter. Ha!
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