From time to time I've read posts where a knitter is so close to finishing a project, and then the unthinkable happens: he or she runs out of yarn. They suspect it's coming, they knit faster and faster, and sometimes they just make it to the bind off row. Sometimes not. This weekend it was my turn. I had hoped to post a finished pair of mohair mittens, but it was not meant to be.
My LYS has a different shade of light pink Classic Elite La Gran mohair than this one, which I won in a contest. I could probably track down another skein, but I'm not sure for the amount I need that it's worth it for me to do that. Sarah gave me some good suggestions: to unknit a little of both and turn them into wrist warmers, or to use another color and make them two-tone. I can't make up my mind; I was so close to finishing that I'd already moved on to thinking about a new project. So these are likely going to be frogged and re-knit sometime in the future when I can be excited about them again.
I did finish a small Christmas knit, which I can't post, so I will leave you with my answers to another 7 random things about me meme. Robin tagged me last week, and I thought I would put a new spin on it by doing a Christmas theme. If you would like to do the same (so much holiday knitting, and no photos we can post yet), please consider yourself tagged.
1. Best Christmas memory: in the late 1990s, Chris and I were at my grandparents' house on Christmas Eve during an ice storm. The power went out for a little while, and our family opened presents by candle and firelight. It was really beautiful, even if we had to wait until the lights came on to see what we opened.
2. Worst Christmas memory: when I was about 8 or 10, my sister and I both got the flu. We were so sick Christmas Day, and dizzy, we couldn't even sit up straight, much less enjoy opening our presents. There was one Christmas as an adult I was just getting over the flu, and another when my dad was really sick, that tie for second-worst.
3. Favorite ornament: my grandmother gave me a glass ornament that she had when my mother was small. it's pink and yellow and a very unusual shape, a roundish disk with a pointed drop underneath that ends in a little ball. It's packed away this year because of the new cats (I took it out just for the photo). I wasn't sure how they'd handle the tree, so we put only the unbreakable ornaments on it this year. My favorite ornament on my parents' tree is this tiny, raggedy snowman in a pink hat and coat that my sister and I fight over hanging every year. Since she wasn't home when we did the tree this year, I got to hang it!!!!!!!!!
4. Favorite Christmas present as a child: I loved art supplies, crayons, coloring books, and kits. I also loved my Suzy Homemaker doll and her cardboard dollhouse. I still have the doll, along with my Raggedy Anns. [Note: I can just imagine your groans at the name "Suzy Homemaker." This was a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. And for better or worse, Suzy didn't have much influence on me, at least so far as the cooking part goes. It was the interior decorating of her dollhouse that I loved.]

5. Favorite Christmas present as an adult: an antique bracelet from Chris. See #7.
6. Favorite Christmas cookies: tie between the spritz cookies with food coloring that come out of the cookie press, and my gram's Italian cookies that have anise flavoring in them. Also love pignoli cookies (pronounced pin-yol-ee. English trans: pine nut).*
7. Favorite Christmas tradition: when Chris and I married, I was introduced by his family to the game of making your victim recipient work for a special present. His mom or dad would hide something ahead of time somewhere in the house, and put a note in the tree with a clue. Which would lead to another clue. So much fun as everyone follows the giftee around the house in the search! One year (looking back on it, this was probably not the smartest thing to do, since Chris had just gotten out of the hospital from surgery -- sorry honey!), I bought him an It's a Wonderful Life train set, and his mom and I hid the little buildings all over his parents' house and made him play "hot and cold'. He got me back the following year by hiding a bracelet in our house, and giving me something like 13 paper clues that sent me from the basement to the attic and back again [and if memory serves, the garage!] before I found it hidden in the victrola. My caffeine level was low, and I was begging for mercy. Last year I got him by hiding a set of rollers (you use them to ride a bicycle indoors) in the basement, and the 5 or 6 clues were all bicycle-themed. He had to read the clue and guess the double-meaning to know where the next clue was hid. I'm taking this year off, but watching my back just the same.
On Saturday, Chris and I spent the day with Sarah and Jeff enjoying some Christmas sights. Unfortunately, I didn't take any photos, so please click on over to her blog if you'd like to see her pretty shots. And on Sunday, we had another winter storm. 3" or so of snow, but mostly ice and slushy mess. Our neighbors to the north got the worst of it.
I hope you are having a good week!
*I've never used these recipes, so I can't comment on them. Just wanted to give you a link to what I was trying to describe.
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