An update from the Olympic village, well my house rather, where we are having a blizzard, thankfully we won’t be shovelling this snow. These snowflakes, unlike the PITA kind, are identical (Oh please let no one find something to tell me otherwise) I’m halfway through that second repeat of the snowflakes. This means I’m done with the armhole shaping, as well as the alternating of the two color oranges. From hereon, it is black and the lightest of the 
oranges. Sweet. Rough estimate, 22 rounds remaining and they’ll be shorter as I start the neck shaping. I should have this part done tonight or at the latest tomorrow. This will give me the rest of the week to sew, snip {cringe}, and knit attached i-cord around the edges. Will probably take me longer to do the attached i-cord than any piece of this. I so dislike i-cord. While I didn’t make as much progress as I would have liked, I do have way less dirty laundry.
My Ingeborg kit arrived Saturday as promised. Such quick service! I would definitely order from them again. I don’t dare open the box yet. It is sitting sealed near the sweater pack stash. I can’t touch it until the vest is done and Klaralund is well under way. There was a little voice in my head that whispered something about the Baby Ull sweaters that I was planning for the twins. That little crazy voice is what gets me into trouble. It likes to start new projects, not to mention toss a monkey wrench into the established queue. It also has a way of forgetting why we bought a particular yarn. I was sitting on the couch the other night and noticed a pack of Rowan Wool Cotton in my current fav color of brick red and I can’t for the life of me remember why I bought it. I might have to do a little blog reconnaissance to see if I mentioned it. I sure hope I did. I think that’s the first sign the stash is too big. <g>
Here’s the kitty zen for today. An action shot for a change. After I took this picture, my eyes quickly registered the pink bit in it and couldn’t figure it out. I went looking at her to see if she had a bit of yarn stuck to her whiskers. Yarn ‘ho indeed.
Craft on!
