Friday morning before I did anything else, Mom’s Wool Peddler had her bath. 

She was spun dry in the washing machine ( for a very short time) and spread out on the bed to dry.  Strict instructions were left to KEEP THE DOOR CLOSED.  Right, that would account for the cat whisker I found on her later in the afternoon.  Zak was careful, she dried perfectly, no pulls and is ready to send out, just a week late.

When I got home from a wonderful, relaxing, we’re almost on the other side kind of an afternoon with Cindy, a package was waiting.  Jean, I wasn’t expecting it, thank you SO much for a wonderful surprise.  I WILL use  the Kid silk Haze.  I have been wanting to try it.  Sorry it gave you trouble.  Let’s hope the karma has changed.  That is one of my favorite colors at this moment.  I’m thinking "Birch".  I haven’t made it yet, or "Kiri".  Wonderful.  In addition to everything shown in the picture, there was another container with espresso beans covered in dark chocolate.  I ripped right into those.  Whew!! Dark chocolate AND caffeine!!  Okay….!!! 

New Year’s Eve was quiet.  Most of the day, I was sitting home enjoying Podo all decorated for the holidays; spinning and drinking wine with fiber friends.  In the evening,  C and I had dinner at home, a fire in the fireplace.   I began the Celtic Harbor Hat.  That’s it.. nearly perfect.

New Year’s day, was a work day.  Those poinsettias have GOT to go, weird huh?? Hey, Christmas trees have been littering the streets on garbage nights, all week.  People can’t wait for the holidays to come, and they can’t get them over fast enough.

Zak and I worked in the office, picking up, setting up, and listening to my current audiobook.  I’ve reserved the next one from the library, I’m in a queue..a month’s wait.  That’s the problem with a trilogy, isn’t it?

 

ps. apologies to Jean for not linking to her blog.. the link isn’t in my head nor on my computer, just Bloglines, and they are down this morning.

Simple..  A is for Abu. 

A Happy New Year to all of you.  Thanks for another year of fun and friendship.  I won’t do a list for you, that’s not my way.  I’ll fly by the seat of my pants, what suits me at the moment. I’ll let intuition and fate guide me.    I won’t know the path I’ll travel until I arrive at its beginning.  I’ll hope to recognize it when I get there and find the next one when it shows itself. 

all kinds of dreams..

• The last thing I remember the man (who did not help me, in the least) at the Home Depot in my dream last night saying, was: "The Chinaman said you could eat vegetables with that light."  That was in reference to a large sodium vapor lamp or at least that is my recollection.  Any takers on the interpretation of that one?  hmmmm….

• The Wool Peddler is finally on the last rows; the final six of the garter stitch border.  I’m blogging.  I should be knitting.  Instead, I’ve picked out my next *new* project.  I jumped on the band wagon and bought the Celtic Harbor Hat pattern that Claudia is modeling.  I too have a pin head and love the idea of the triple layer over my ears.  I’m thinking black and brown, or brown and black.  I will, at Claudia’s suggestion, make it according to the pattern.  That’s easy to say before starting it.  And, I’ll add to the *New* project list, the Adagio shawl that Cindy made.. with the ruffle.  I’ve lots to finish.  Planning is more fun.  Shopping will be done from my stash.. the store in my basement.  All is well….