Gone Knitting

We're not here. The ladies of Baadmedicine have kidnapped Andi and Catty and are heading out of town. There will be shopping, knitting, wine, a spa, good food. There will be time spent with friends and yarn.

Next time, you should come along.

Arrrr

I have been wondering what to knit for my oldest nephew this Christmas. He is 11 years old. He is fashion conscious and discovering girls. He's into his music and is often seen with his earphones plugged in.

He's cool. So what to knit for this young man?

Skulls on socks. Oh yeah.

In Isolation

We're holed up here at Chez T. No outside contact. No visitors. No getting out and about. This was fun for the first 24 hours. It isn't so fun anymore. We've done all our tried and true methods of distraction and we're out of ideas. There are only so many things to do to entertain an almost 6-year old all day long without being able to go anywhere.

The Punk came up with a great idea, all on his own. Let's try knitting, he suggested.

Note the tongue. This is his concentration look.

So, even though things are a little boring, and birthday parties had to be postponed, and hockey games cancelled, this more than made up for it.

My 6 year old (well close enough). Knitting.

Mittens

When I was a little girl, I did Ukrainian dancing. I performed at school and for seniors. I performed at talent shows and peroghy suppers. And I always wore a white cotton blouse with billowing sleeves. The neckline and sleeves were embroidered with black and red roses, stitched by my Baba. There were different patterns for the embroidery. Some girls wore grapes on their sleeves, some had geometric designs but I loved the roses. When I was little, they were tiny rosebuds. As I grew, the roses grew. By the time I hung up my dancing boots at the ripe old age of 20, the roses were large blooms.

I've been looking for a way to thank my Baba for her hours with the needle. I have settled on a pair of mittens from my needles. I think Baba will love them.

I just hope she wears them.

Who. Hoot. Boo.

Hope you all had a great Halloween.

Boo.