More travel knitting

Mr. Aitch and I are leaving tomorrow morning for Tennessee.  One of his former students teaches at Eastern Tennessee State University and is hosting a regional band festival this weekend.  Mr. Aitch is one of the guest conductors.  I’ll be hanging out with Mrs. Professor on Friday while they are rehearsing so I’ll see if she knows of any yarn shops in the area.

It’s about a seven to eight-hour drive one way so I wanted to take some knitting to work on while riding shotgun.  I can be prone to some motion sickness so I can’t work on anything too complicated.

Swiffer covers (my daughter-in-law saw mine and would like a few), soakers that I started when I went to Philadelphia and haven’t touched since, and seamless slippers are relatively mindless.

I’d like to start on the Musica mitts/cigar gloves for Mr. Aitch but that yarn is “in transit” and back in Capital Heights, Maryland.

Ms Ida is still in a time-out.

MIA: yarn

This winter I thought about following in cpeezers footsteps (pun intended) and knit my way through the book: Around the World in Knitted Socks.  She’s knitting her way through the Joy of Sox.

Last week I ordered some yarn and the book (Around the World in Knitted Socks) from Knit Picks.   Ship date: November 3.  Estimated delivery date: November 8.

I got the tracking info and watched my yarn get closer and closer, then farther and farther away.  The process started near Columbus, Ohio (point A).  I’m only 299 miles from Columbus (point E).

Where’s my yarn?

From point A (Columbus, Ohio) to point B (Martinsburg, West Virginia) to point C (Capital Heights, Maryland) to point D (Greensboro, North Carolina)  to point E (me) is a total of 1,093 miles.  Over three times longer than it needed to be.  Of course, I don’t know for sure if my yarn is on its way to me yet.  Greensboro, North Carolina is the last known location I have.

They practically went right passed my house!  They could have called me and I’d have met them somewhere along the road!!

I was hoping to have this yarn and pattern book by Wednesday.  I’m not too optimistic right now.

No hide was (permanently) harmed

I am making another pair of seamless slippers using the same heathered green and variegated autumn yarn combination.  These need to be finished by Wednesday evening.  I had gotten to the ribbing part and use dpns (double-pointed needles).  I left them on the leather sofa when I got up to do something.  And when I came back to work on the slippers, I sat on the needles.

OUCH!!!

I was lucky neither I nor the cowhide sofa got punctured. 

Boy oh boy, do I have a sore spot on the back of my leg!

Mirror, mirror

Our dinner party turned out wonderfully.  Even though I had a few green beans fall under the steaming basket and cause a bit of a smoky flavoring, one of my friends said she really liked the smokiness.  I didn’t tell her what happened.

I gave the slippers to my friend and she loved them.  I think they were the first knitted item I’ve given her.  I must remedy that.

Great food, great wine, great company.

I promised a picture of the wine glass markers I made the other night.  (Click on the picture to enlarge.)  They were a big hit with the women.  The men, well, they were mildly impressed.

Wine Glass Markers

A few nights ago while I was setting out these wine glasses, I looked up and saw my reflection in the mirror above the buffet.  Sometimes I’m surprised by what I see.

Most of the time I just see the parts of the face and not the whole.  Sometimes I see a tired woman.  Sometimes I see a sad woman.  And sometimes I see an old woman I just don’t recognize.  But this time a contented, confident, relaxed, and (if I may be so bold to say) beautiful woman looked back at me.  And I was surprised.  She’s my favorite woman who I see in the mirror. 

Every now and then I see myself as beautiful and that evening was one of those times.  It completely caught me off guard. 

Who do you see in the mirror?