Boxing Day Blather.

Having been told twice now that the fabulous new and improved version of Blogger is "unable to complete my request," I am accepting that this will be a pictureless post. Just know that I tried...

Bully Finder Rhymes with:

You would have liked the picture of my new WooLee Winder. On the bright side, though, I can tell you that I have spun four pounds of hand-carded shetland, plied it and skeined it perfectly and you will have to take my word for it. If the reality is that it is still in the box while I debate whether to put a finish on it to match my wheel, you will be none the wiser. What the heck, I can even say I spun straw into gold whilst wearing a thong bikini for a Sports Illustrated swimsuit centerfold. Without photo evidence to the contrary how will you prove I didn't?

I'm thinking of putting in a few hours during this vacation on my next article for job #2 and the monkey on my back known as the "parenting education program" we are developing. The extra cash could go towards a couple of new bobbins for this bad boy. For now, though, Mr. W.W. will be used for plying. Once I'm fully equipped with bobbiny goodness then I'm in business for full-on hook-free spinning! Whoooooo Hooooooo!!!

Knitting Unto Others:

It is over. The fact that I didn't really do all that well knitting for Christmas aside, I am dedicating this week off to selfish knitting. And I am casting on with wild abandon even if there are things awaiting completion. If it tickles me to do it, then that's what I be doing. Today, I pulled out a skein of Socks That Rock that came to me courtesy of trek and started a new little sockling. Yes, I am in the home stretch on the other pair, but I felt like knitting with STR. Now that I don't have to be all nice and good so Santa will bring me a WooLee Winder then my true and selfish nature can come to the fore. (insert picture of Sheep clutching a sock, hoarding chocolate and sticking out her tongue here)

The Sheep Is Now Available For Personal Appearances:

The scheduled events are sparse at this point, but if you take into consideration the fact that The Sheep don't get out much then it's something of a media-worthy event. Tonight, I will be joining Noolie and her band of merry knitters for the joy that is knitting in public. Noolie was kind enough to extend an invitation and patient enough to wait until I had a school vacation that would allow me to stay up late like a grown-up knitter and be a part Chicks With Sticks. In my vast blogging experience (um...that would be a year or so) I've never come across a real, live fellow blogger in the wild. I'm beyond excited! However, my experience with knitting anywhere but my couch is somewhat limited so I've been practicing by sitting in other chairs all day. I've also been trying out new words to use when I make mistakes. My usual "colorful" vocabulary may not work as well in public. Thus far, I'm looking at: Balderdash! Criminy! and Goodness Gracious! as my exclamations of choice. It's a work in progress....

Later this week, The Sheep will be at a private engagement hosted by the CamMad household. It seems that a certain little girl has herself a new Easy Bake Oven and a hankering to bake for company. As I am currently eating my own weight in baked goods per day, this seems like a good fit for me, socially speaking. At least it's a better fit than my jeans at this point. I'm looking forward to an evening with my favorite nieces-by-proxy and a chance to catch up with their parents as well.

And now, I bid you all, "adieu." I must prepare to meet the public. And by that I mean, find a pair of jeans that will forgive me the last couple of days spent frolicking amongst the bon bons. I can't knit standing up and leaving my trousers unbuttoned and unzipped seems socially inappropriate.

Perhaps a picture or two will be allowed tomorrow.

SA