(yeah, I know that’s not the meaning of Christmas; it’s just what I’m writing about today)
Sock monkeys? No.
My Old Man’s Zippered Raglan Sweater? No.
Dove garland I insanely started 2 nights before Christmas? No.
The middle one I knit for MIL. Don’t ask about the pointy toe. It’s a design feature. 😉
The ones on either side of it are the ones I sewed for the boys. I’m quite proud of them.
(I didn’t make the two outer ones.)
Christmas gift for CJ?
I did finish a Scrunchable Scarf for her, in Malabrigo Brown Berries.
But it was also going to have a pair of matching Voodoo Wrist Warmers.
Soon, CJ, I promise!
Yummy Christmas candy? Yes.
A ridiculously huge Christmas Eve meal for only three adults and two toddlers? Yes.
An utter mess of my house? Oh yes.
What I got:
Here’s the yummy undyed Shetland Wool (dk weight) My Old Man’s son, C, brought me from England. It came from sheep raised not far from where C lives. How cool is that? I don’t yet know what I’ll make with it, but I love this yarn, and I love that it is the exact same colors as the sheep it came from. When I hold this yarn, I’m transported to the rolling green hills of the English countryside. Love it.
Yarn for Tubey!
Yarn for Glampyre Knits’ Easy V-Neck Raglan!
And a new lens!
(the kitty was not a Christmas gift – she’s just posing for me to show off the lens features)
After drooling over the shots Grumperina was taking with this same lens, I put it on my Amazon wish list immediately, and my folks got it for me.