|Color is off again, but I never claimed to be a good photographer, you know?|
The girls are thrilled, I'm thrilled, and Larry is also happy, but that is because he hasn't seen the VISA bill from the fabric store yet. Ignorance is bliss.
In the meantime, there's been this:
Which, combined with a yarn sale, turned into this:
Apparently, restraint is not my strong suit. See that Charisma yarn? $1.50 a skein, after the coupon. It's a bulky yarn that knits up quickly into great hats, cowls, scarves, you name it. And it comes in a dozen awesome colorways. Have I mentioned it was only $1.50? How could I not fill my basket with it?
There are a couple of Sugar 'n Cream cottons thrown in there, because I keep getting this itch to knit a few dishcloths. And then the baby yarn is needed for a top-down baby sweater I plan to knit for a neighbor. These projects would be in addition to the 3 pairs of socks and 2 pairs of fingerless mitts that I have on the needles right now.
I blame the cold weather, folks. It brings out my inner crafter, who apparently believes that we live somewhere on the prairie during the 19th century (i.e., Before Target) and need many winter woolens to survive. Past life experience intruding on present time? Or just a simple yarn addiction triggered by dropping temperatures? You be the judge. I'm too busy casting on to figure it out.