Tuesday, November 24, 2009

13 And Counting!

With the kimono shawl finished, I am down to 13 WIPS....or 3 away from meeting the Double Dog Dare Challenge.  I have THREE projects that are really, really, REALLY close to being finished:

Fleur, which is down to sewing on the beaded band, and doing beaded neckband & cuffs--exactly where it has been for the last year.....

The alpaca sweater which needs a sleeve cap & some seams and a few buttons and I could actually be WEARING the darn thing.....


and one of the cutest baby sweaters EVER, which needs seams and maybe the neckband and one buttonband.  ALL of them could probably be wrapped up with 2 weeks of serious application. And what am I doing with myself?

Working on the baby sweater I cast on THE DAY BEFORE the Double Dog Dare Challenge began.  I have finished the back, and am zipping along on the front

but it still isn't as far along as any of the more "matured" WIPS.  The upside is that I am about to finish off another skein of yarn

but as this is just a Red Heart fingering acrylic I'm going to guess I didn't ever add it to my Ravelry stash, so it wouldn't be in that 128,000 number either.  I'll have to double check, but I notice I haven't been all that excited about 'fessing up to the cheap acrylic yarns roaming through my stash.  It's not that one can't knit with whatever yarn one wants to, but who really wants to proclaim to the knitting world that there's some clearance hot-pink Fun Fur lurking at the bottom of the stash?  Er...um...not that there's anything wrong with that........

And, my sidekick and I have started decorating for Christmas.

We're starting early because it's a big house and a pretty exhausting job--as you can see.  It's now exactly one year since Theo was hit, and his fur has finally all grown back.  His bad leg is still a bit straighter than the other, and he regularly props his back end against walls or doors, but he's still been able to catch an unfortunate number of voles and birds, so he seems willing to overlook it.  After this past year he has the unfortunate impression that I exist solely to entertain him--and one can hardly blame him all things considered.  I monitor when he can go out...he monitors when I can sleep--we have become quite interconnected this year.  Oddly, in spite of all the medications I gave him, I am so firmly established as MOST FAVORITE HUMAN that some days he will only consent to hang out with Andy if I have actually left the house.  I guess the bond forged when you have to help a cat pee is a very, very strong one........