Number three

is languishing on the needles. I knew I would need more than one skein of black to make all twelve squares and finish the project. I had decided to knit as far as I could with the one skein I had, so that I would have a better idea of how much more I would need to order. Last night I got to the point where I knew, placed an order for the yarn at 12:30 this morning and at 10:30 this morning I had an email saying my order was filled and shipped. Hopefully it will be the only one that will have to wait long.

Current Knitting Obsession

From here,

 

using Classy,

 

the third one is on the needles.

Hubband and I have decided

that this might explain some of Oribel's behavior. Not a lot of it, just a little bit. Her biggest problem seems to be figuring out which one is in disguise, which leads to the explanation as to every cardboard box that enters the house.

Not the best pictures I've ever taken,

but hey, they are pictures and they are here. Just sharing the view I have when I drive into town via West River Parkway. There are two of them that live in that house and they have been busy working on the spring housebuilding addition.
(The very first time I came around the curve and saw the nest last fall, I knew immediately who was living in it, even though they were off to dinner at the time.)

Today I was cleaning the family room,

which involved moving the ignored toys around. Of course, as soon as I touched her stuff, it became the center of attention.

 

Oribel had already pulled her bootlace out of the toy bowl to get a better look at what else was in there by the time I grabbed the camera. (About an hour later, her bootlace had found its way into the kitchen, near her box.)

 

She decided at that point the best thing to be found in the toy bowl were her catnip pillows.

 

Personally, I think it would have been a lot easier for her if she had taken them out first.

 

 

Yes, she is perfectly capable of getting them out of there if she wanted, and no, I am not going to do it for her. They are her toys and she is responsible for putting them where she needs them when she want to play with them. Unfortunately, she is much better at getting them out for play-time than she is at putting them away when she is done.


(Yes, I am mean like that. Just ask my kids, I made them carry their own school bags full of snowsuits and boots into preschool every day too. Well, maybe my kids didn't think it was mean, but I do remember another preschool mom saying as much one day.)

Last year

I only got four pairs of socks completely knit, but I have three other pairs that were started in 2010 and are still in progress. I also have had four other pairs that I started but for some reason or another they were all frogged, to be remade at a later date. (Mostly they didn't fit the intended person, as in go over their heel, but all were stranded/color-work so I can work on that problem this year.)
These were some Thuja's I made May 3-11, for my mother-in-law's birthday.

This is a pair I made for Hubband, started in February and finished in April.

These are some Colobus No Purl Monkey socks. I know, they aren't symmetrical, but I figure the monkeys aren't all the same either.


These are mine, and I made them September 7-11.
In addition to these three pairs, there was the pair I made my mom for her birthday in January. Yep, that's it, the sum total of the socks I got finished in 2010. Fortunately, they aren't the only things I knit last year, nor the only things I made out of stashed sock yarn. That said, you're going to have to wait another day (or couple) to see some of the other stuff that can be made out of sock yarn.

Tuesday Miss Oribel

decided she actually wanted to go outside. Lately it has been more of a "I want to go out! Open the door! Now! Wait, what is this wind in my face crap?! I don't do wind!" Then about ten or fifteen minutes later we have to do it all over again because, you know, the wind might have stopped. Not that I really blame her, I am not that crazy about -15F (or lower) windchill myself.

 

 

For some reason, she didn't go very far.

The other day

I was driving home and saw the neighbor's cat.

 

Once again, I was really glad I carry my camera with me whenever I go out.

The miracle of the Christmas season

was made more wonderful in our lives by my father being welcomed into the arms of our Lord and Savior two days before the celebration of anniversary of his birth.

For the record,

I haven't forgotten about this thing. I just don't think my life is really all that interesting right now. Of course, I suppose it could be a lot more interesting to someone who has no idea what is going on (perhaps interesting being closely related to curious). Anyway, my time most of the summer/fall has included (not any any particular or proper order) several surgeries for my dad, on-going care of surgery sites between a couple of them, various doctor/surgeon/follow-up/etc appointments for/with my dad, a whirlwind trip to empty his house and finish getting it in proper selling condition, signing my name to all sorts of stuff that isn't my stuff, in general hanging out with him and taking him fun places as well, lots of back and forth stuff to sell his house (thank goodness!), spending three plus days watching my dad hang out in a hospital bed with pneumonia (and signing more stuff), and who remembers what all else at this point. Well, watching him decline into the abyss of Alzheimer's, part of the time slowly and part of the time more quickly would be one of the what-elses, but that seemed kind obvious. Right now he is not recovering very well from the pneumonia, which isn't too surprising, considering what how long it took both (healthy and much younger) Hubband and DTY to recover when they each had it. Dad is neither terribly young, and has other complicating issues in addition to not really being able to tell us if he is in pain, hungry, tired, etc.
Of course, that is just one part of my life. There is still the rest of it, which some days might be more interesting than other day, but somehow the days just seem to run short a lot of the time. Well, except for the time that I take to knit or read to keep myself sane. I have gotten a fair amount of knitting done this year. Is anyone interested in hearing about/seeing knitting stuff? Well, this time of year there might be stuff about snow too, I suppose.
I can say that I will try to get here more often to let you know what is happening her at Casa Coffee Yarn, but I will also say I am not going to make any promises. I never know what each day is going to bring in terms of what dad is up for/to or not, though lately it really isn't very much at all, I can tell you that I/we will be pretty busy in the next couple of weeks, with several snow storms coming our direction, DTY arriving at her big sister's today (no clue yet when we get her, but I think it will be Friday at the latest), and one of my brothers coming next Sunday for a few days to see dad. Of course there is some other stuff smushed into the next week as well.