Finished in 2007: December 2007 Archives
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I finally got to meet Dave of Criminy Jickets, in person. Tempted by the scent of wholesale-priced Peace Fleece, and my offer to put together a group order, he was finally lured into the open (well, actually the warmth of a favourite coffee shop), to pick up his yarn. Leanne of To Knit is Divine came to get her yarn too, and to add to the Ottawa knit-blogger fest Sarah of The Fish Knits took advantage of our rendezvous to drop off Dave's and Leanne's shares of the Knit Picks group order that she had organized. Fortunately I had brought Youngest Child with me and she happily acted as photographer, snapping a pic with every camera available. This is the one I got. Dave and Leanne may have better ones. I think Sarah had camnesia. Only time will tell.
I assure you that Dave was only following Youngest Child's instructions to look serious, while the rest of us just couldn't manage it. Dave is a sweetheart and gifted both Sarah and me with scrumptious yarn as a token of appreciation for our mad group ordering skillz.
I finally got to meet Dave of Criminy Jickets, in person. Tempted by the scent of wholesale-priced Peace Fleece, and my offer to put together a group order, he was finally lured into the open (well, actually the warmth of a favourite coffee shop), to pick up his yarn. Leanne of To Knit is Divine came to get her yarn too, and to add to the Ottawa knit-blogger fest Sarah of The Fish Knits took advantage of our rendezvous to drop off Dave's and Leanne's shares of the Knit Picks group order that she had organized. Fortunately I had brought Youngest Child with me and she happily acted as photographer, snapping a pic with every camera available. This is the one I got. Dave and Leanne may have better ones. I think Sarah had camnesia. Only time will tell.
I assure you that Dave was only following Youngest Child's instructions to look serious, while the rest of us just couldn't manage it. Dave is a sweetheart and gifted both Sarah and me with scrumptious yarn as a token of appreciation for our mad group ordering skillz.
Continue reading The Big Snow, More Hats, AND Criminy Jickets!.
When last I blogged I was uncertain about the commissioned earflap hat. I took it to work, showed it to everyone and asked if they thought a 16-year old girl would like it, and everyone said, "I'd wear it." But as none of my co-workers are even close to being 16, that was not necessarily encouraging.
The following Saturday was our annual family latke feast so I took the hat along to show to my brother, SIL, and nephew who are friends and neighbours to Marieke, the intendedvictim recipient.They unanimously agreed that she would like it. Phew! I felt much better after that and then Marieke's mom, the very talented Stephanie, left me a very nice comment about the hat too. I arranged to drop it off at their house on the Monday evening, conveniently right after show-and-tell at our December knitting guild meeting.
Monday morning found me sewing in ends and adding the final embellishments.
The drop off went without serious incident, although there was some quick scrambling to hide the package in the front hall when Marieke unexpectedly turned up in the adjacent kitchen. I left, eagerly anticipating Christmas day (still 2 weeks away) and Marieke's reaction. Well, I didn't have to wait that long because Stephanie just couldn't wait to give her the hat, so two days later I was informed by email that Marieke's initial reaction was,"What a kickass hat!". It was then worn constantly, including all day at school until some unappreciative history teacher made her take it off. Definitely a success.
The following Saturday was our annual family latke feast so I took the hat along to show to my brother, SIL, and nephew who are friends and neighbours to Marieke, the intended
Monday morning found me sewing in ends and adding the final embellishments.
The drop off went without serious incident, although there was some quick scrambling to hide the package in the front hall when Marieke unexpectedly turned up in the adjacent kitchen. I left, eagerly anticipating Christmas day (still 2 weeks away) and Marieke's reaction. Well, I didn't have to wait that long because Stephanie just couldn't wait to give her the hat, so two days later I was informed by email that Marieke's initial reaction was,"What a kickass hat!". It was then worn constantly, including all day at school until some unappreciative history teacher made her take it off. Definitely a success.
Continue reading Marieke's Hat, and other stories.
