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I have been knitting after a brief break. I made scarves for Clara Jane's daycare teachers:

These were done in some German yarn whose name escapes me ... it's a merino wool/acrylic blend that feels like jersey. The pattern was modified (because I kept screwing up) from one in Last Minute Knitted Gifts. The blue scarf truly was last-minute. I finished it on Clara Jane's last day before winter break. For two hours I watched Rattle & Hum, chatted with my codependent fellow yarn whore and her partner in schmoop, and frantically knit until my fingerprints burned off, just in time for my pre-holiday crime spree.

I also made a hat:


Clara Jane's class did a hat tree; every kid brought a new hat which were donated to needy kids. I modified the Umbilical Hat from Stitch n' Bitch to fit a toddler. The yarn's Bernat Cotton Tots. The model is about to eat those crayons.

For Christmas B. got me a gorgeous shirt and the U2 book listed on the right. I got him a box of yarn and an IOU. It's getting better, because it's turning into this:

In upcoming knitting news, I'm tinkering with doing a fundraiser for The Cuz's Breast Cancer 3-Day team. Interested in buying a boobie scarf or a pair of boobies, hand-knit by me, with 100% of the proceeds going to the 3-Day? Watch this space.

I'm also wanting to drag out my older-than-me sewing machine. I've got several quilting projects in the works, and some purse, curtain, and dishtowel patterns mocking me. I bought this the other day:


Lovely fabric that promotes smoking, drinking and the excessive use of Aqua-Net. It'll make a great purse, don't you think?

5. My kid. I'm sure you want some funny stories about my kid, right? She's obsessed with the book Everyone Poops. It's all poop, all the time at our house these days. And in public, too. The first page of the book goes something like this: "An elephant makes a big poop. A mouse makes a tiny poop." On Friday we had lunch at our local Indian dive. Elephants abound in Indian restaurants - lots of elephant artwork and alters to Ganesha. Clara Jane clearly had elephants on the brain, and she loudly informed our server that, "An elephant makes a big poop!". Then she entertained the neighboring diners with her rendition of "Jingle Bells".

Verbose prose will return tomorrow.