(Not that I get new things in the mail every day, of course, but I did today.)
A copy–most likely my last, unless they grace an extra issue or so at the end of a subscription–of Knitter’s magazine. It’s better than some issues have been, but, um, still . . . this is not a magazine I plan on renewing. At all.
But also, and much more exciting . . . or, well, maybe not so much exciting as looked-forward-to . . . my new Woolee Winder bobbin for my Lendrum. It came with two when I got it for my birthday last November, and then I went months and months with really very little spinning. Then I came back from Liz’s and it didn’t want to work properly. And now that it’s working properly again AND I’m doing a regular amount of spinning, well, two clearly were not enough. Ideally, I’d want four, but I can make due with three. Certainly easier than I could with just two!
Now, today was another dentist trip–one crown permanently cemented in, but one more visit for the other one (sigh). Chappy keeps sniffing at my “dentist breath” . . . Mom’s, too, since she went to the periodontist today. It shouldn’t surprise anyone that we had nice, soft pasta for supper tonight (grin).
Thanks for the compliments on my sock. I’m really pleased with the way it’s knitting up, nice and thick and warm. The only “problem?” I keep looking at it and thinking “Gosh, this would make a nice mitten.” But the thing is, I don’t wear mittens. Practically ever. I like to have my fingers available for fiddling with keys, dangling things from my fingers on the way to the car. Mittens just get in my way. And yet . . . they sure would look pretty … and, it’s not like I’ve gotten to the heel (aka the point of no return) yet….
Oh, you all know that Sharon Shinn is one of my very favorite authors, right? Well, if you’ve read any of her books, there’s an excellent 8-page interview with her over here. (Thanks, Kelly, for letting me know.) Really, I just love her books.