Rolling With It...

It's almost Thanksgiving...rolls are a requirement.

Next to the rolls you will note the "Bread Blob" that is made by tossing the leftover dough onto a pan 'cuz there isn't enough to make a real loaf of any sort. It is a commonly known fact that eating said blob will not count towards the final calorie tally for the day as getting rid of it is merely cleaning up, not actually eating something. It's housekeeping, really...I don't make the rules here, people.

Other than trying to get some of the bread baking out of the way before Turkey Day, it has been a day of playing the hand dealt a knitting Sheep. The whole "Find Something To Knit At Next Week's Workshop" project has gotten off to a slow start. I've been playing with yarn all day and have wound up a ball of cotton in the event that I can't pull it all together by Monday morning. At least I can do a dishcloth of some sort. And, if I'm feeling really wild 'n crazy, I can dub it a "spa cloth," pair it up with the Chevron Stripes Towel and a pretty cake of soap. If nothing else, my hands will be busy during these 15 upcoming hours of sitting and pretending to be interested in whatever the heck it is that I'm supposed to be participating in.

I've been practicing my "sage nods," and "thoughtful eye-squints" since Thursday. I'm actually something of a champion interest-faker. In actuality, I haven't heard a word anyone has said since 1994 and I've forgotten what that little pearl of wisdom was at this point.

On the mitten front, we have had some changes in strategy as well. Mr. Mitten was coming along nicely, but was really going to be sorta tiny. (you will recall that I got all cocky and didn't do a gauge swatch despite knowing full well that my handspun yarn was much finer than the recommended worsted weight) Even with the tiny, delicate hands I sport at wrist's end, this wasn't going to be a roomy mitten. I gave some thought to turning it into a child's mitten, but I have very strong feelings about the need for washability in kidswear. The very idea of my handspun corriedale experiencing the harsh waters was enough to give me the vapors so I went a different route. I ended the whole mitten experience a bit early with a short bit of ribbing and now the too-tight mitten is a too-tight handwarmer. Which, as we all know is far better. I actually kind of like the look and think that it will be a nice use for the lovely DK weight Debbie Bliss Alpaca/Silk that Beth sent my way! We'll call this current pair, "practice." Yeah...that's it!

Perhaps, tonight, I will give the old brain a rest and do a little mindless spinning. I still need to finish up the corriedale for Amy-The-World's-Greatest-Stylist's handwarmers. I seem to spend more time talking about doing this than actually completing the task. But spinning seems appealing right now after all the mind bending that the day has required of me in order that I might make lemonade out of some quite lemony projects. I'm pretty much on schedule with the whole Thanksgiving dinner contributions.

But do you think anyone would mind if we just put off this whole Christmas thing for another few months?

SA