Cornflower Fingerless Mitts
or... "Arm warmers" - the 80s are back!
I'll buy a knitting magazine if I think there are at least two patterns I'll make from it. Well, this project fulfills my two-pattern quota for this month's Knit Gifts from Interweave Press (the other was the Larkspur Hat that I made a few weeks ago. And actually, I'm eyeing up the teddy bear pattern that they have in there too... we shall see.
The pattern is "Cornflower Mitts" designed by Deborah Newton and as I mentioned it's in the Holiday 2006 issue of Interweave's "Knit Gifts" magazine. I used one ball of Moda Dea's Washable Wool in Plum, on a set of size 8 double pointed needles. Each mitt took me about two days (maybe 8 hours each). They're pretty long -- they go about 2 inches from the inside of my elbow. I'm still not sure what you'd wear them with... This pair is a gift. But I think I'll make myself a set too. I really like this superwash wool yarn too. It's REALLY soft and its got a nice sheen to it. Plus, its washable!
a Tetanus Shot for Christmas
I'm now one of those Christmas statistics. You know, the one that says there are 24,642 kitchen-related accidents during the holidays. Yeah. This year, I made it 24,643. You're impressed, I know.
I cut my foot with a food processor.
Or at least, that's the most entertaining "wtf?" version of the story we could come up with. Pretty good, huh? The long version is this:
We had a bunch of friends over for Christmas Eve dinner. So, I went out in the morning to get some extra vegetables. I got a call requesting to buy a food processor while I was out, cause that would make the food prep easier. No problem. I was already at Costco, and they had a nice Blender / Food Processor combo for $79. Good deal, I'll buy it. So I bring the foot-mangling device home and we unpack the car.
We began unpacking the box and I get handed the food processor bowl to unwrap from its shrink-wrapped bondings. I turn it upside down to start unwrapping it.... and that sneaky chopping blade that was unknowingly sitting inside of it fell out and landed on the top of my foot, leaving a nice gash. After we got the bleeding to stop, I peeked and realized I probably needed stitches. I had no idea where the closest hospital was. So we called next door to find out and then Bernie offered to drive me into the ER (we still had our friends coming over for dinner).
One tetanus shot, three stitches, one oh-so-sexy hospital booty and a few hours later, I was back home helping with dinner.
I have forced vacation all this week. The plan was to do a lot of rock climbing, a lot of yoga, and a lot of knitting.... Well, one out of three ain't bad. Guess I'll be going to the yarn store tomorrow!
Oh... and MERRY CHRISTMAS!
p.s. it's spelled "tetanus" not "tetnus", silly me.