Yikes!

Our son called this morning asking if they could come over today.  I will be baking cookies this afternoon to take to Mr. Aitch’s Christmas Cantata which is tomorrow evening. 

Future cookies

I have been working on various crafty things and everything is still all over the place.

Future felt ornaments

The Christmas tree is up but not decorated.

Naked

Plus mixing a five-year-old, a one-year-old and a messy craft-laden house is not a good idea.

Some knitting

They are coming on Monday.  I hope I can get the day off with very little notice…

Not what I planned

First I want to thank all of you who visited my blog on Wednesday.  Evidently posting a tutorial, albeit a paper and not a yarn or knitting tutorial, was a good thing.

My plan for yesterday (after work) was to stop and pick up some paper supplies to maybe, just maybe, make my Christmas cards.  I bought some cards a few weeks ago and, well, they were not exactly what I want to send.   There are nice inexpensive cards and then there are cheap cards.  Really cheap cards.  My name is not going on these cards.

We got some snow.  Unexpected snow and it was slippery snow.   It wasn’t a lot of snow but it was the right kind to cause havoc all over the place.  Cars were off the roads and in ditches.  By the time I got to our neighborhood, I knew there would be a problem getting up the hill.  The half mile hill.  The half mile snow-covered steep hill.  I saw tire tracks all over the road.  Then I saw brake lights at the top of the hill.  That’s never a good sign. Someone (not me) was spinning their wheels at the top.  Since everyone had to stop on the steepest part of the hill until the first person got to the flat part, we all got stuck briefly but eventually got moving again.

Mr. Aitch was at work so our driveway hadn’t been touched.  I tried to go up and into the garage but it was too slick.  So I parked the car at the bottom of the driveway and walked to the house to get the shovel.  Fortunately the snow was dry and light instead of the heavy wet stuff.  It only took about an hour and fifteen minutes to clear it.

I was too tired to make the cards so I sat down and knitted another hat.  An unplanned hat.  No charts, just simple no-brainer knitting.

My plans for this evening include making cookie dough, making the above mentioned Christmas cards, working on the felt ornaments, knitting Mr. Aitch’s Musica mitts, and finishing two hats.

Well, that’s my plan…

Ms Ida pictures

I gifted the Ms Ida Chain Link mittens to my sister and she sent me a picture of them.  For some reason I forget to take the pictures before I gift something.

Ms Ida Chain Link mittens

I followed the pattern (large) including the yarn and colors except I left off one diamond repeat on the thumb and it was plenty long.   My original plan was to make these flip top mittens but I was having such a time with the thumbs that we (my sister and I) decided the flip top wasn’t necessary.

I used Knit Picks City Tweed in Dungaree and Andean Silk in Cream.  I loved working with this yarn though it is sticky.  Just don’t make many mistakes to tink or frog.

Thinking I would make two pairs of these mittens, I bought another Andean Silk in cream and City Tweed in Cottontail that appears to be discontinued.  It’s a taupe color.  I’ll find something else to knit with it.

Klutz

I’m a klutz.  I injured my right thumb in a culinary accident on Saturday.

I was inserting picks into a large sandwich ring to help hold all the layers together when I needed to remove one to reposition it.  I had a damp paper towel between my thumb and fingers to wipe off the chicken salad.  The pick had the tiniest sliver sticking out on one edge.  It went straight into my thumb about a half an inch.  I was at my daughter’s house and she wasn’t home.  I tried to pull the sliver of wood out with my left hand and the tip broke off.

When my daughter got home, she tried to pull out the splinter.  My son-in-law tried as well.

tweezers

 It  is still in my thumb and it hurts.  It hurts to write.  It hurts to sew.  It hurts to knit.

Several years ago when I was working in retail and helping get other stores ready for opening day, I was setting up some shelving and crawling around on newly carpeted floor.  A screw with the pointy end up was under the carpet.  My knee found it and the tip broke off in my knee.  Two words: not fun.

I ended up in an urgent care clinic with a doctor digging around in my knee and finally extracting the screw tip.  My prize was tetanus shot, a hole in my knee and a Band-Aid.

I’m hoping this splinter comes out on its own.