Punkin has been raving about The Wonderful Wallaby, and naturally she's been telling me that I should make one. Last week we were chatting about what projects I would take with me on my Elderhostel trip, and she brought up the Wallaby. And it got me to thinking--all stockinette, knit in the round, it just might be the balance I need right now. But I really don't have any sweater yarn in my
So yesterday, as I was driving up to the house, I got to thinking... you know, Webs is right on the way and they're open today. Maybe I could find something in the warehouse. Yeah, you know, if I could find something for under $50, that wouldn't be so bad. $50. That's totally justifiable. So I stopped at
I wandered all around the warehouse, but nothing that I really liked came close enough to the magic number. So I wandered around the store. I was thinking about biting the bullet and getting some Cascade (my first choice for the Wallaby), but then I remembered that they now have their own version of Cascade--Valley Yarns Northampton. More yardage (247), lower price ($5). I found a color I liked (dark gray, heathery), so I decided to buy 10 balls to make the really big Wallaby. And then I thought hey--if I just spend $10 more, I'll get the discount. So despite
I started swatching last night and hope to cast on for the sweater by Tuesday night. My goal is to finish the Wallaby before we return to Boston. Think I have a chance?
By the way, we have mice. I put a trap down in the pantry last night (after seeing evidence of their presence) and had one in it this morning. They probably came into the house last month when Jim moved stuff into the attic from the storage space in Wilmington. I'm not thrilled.
Now before I get flamed, let me just say that I'm really not thrilled about the traps, but I don't have a choice right now. I don't live here full time, and, well, I saw the first evidence of the mice Labor Day weekend--4 weeks ago. And Jim didn't do anything about it. And now we're/he's going to be gone for two weeks, so who's going to release them from those live-catch-and-release traps that I'd really rather use? They'd die a slow death instead of meeting a relatively quick end. So, I'm sorry little guys...
And besides, if they're not going to help pay the mortgage or contribute to the household, then they can't live here.
On Saturday we headed out to 
The sock chose to hang out by a hut...

Hoards of runners! 15,000 of them! I've never seen anything like it. Some of the runners came into the hotel--to use the bathrooms. Little did they know that you need a room key to use the lobby bathrooms. Not good planning on their part, but who'd a thunk it? 










OK, maybe not these guys...
...and I didn't lose a stitch! Woo-hoo!!!


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