Archive for February, 2008

Lifecycle of a Sock

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008

The other day I was wearing a pair of my handknit socks, as usual. This pair I remember knitting on the year before Julie was born, so they must have been about 5 years old, and have been in fairly steady rotation all winter long since then. The yarn is Lang Jawoll, and the only pair I’ve ever made from this brand because it contains some acrylic and they tend to get a bit swampy. Still, the colorway goes well with blue jeans, so they got regular wear anyway.

Five years is quite a good long life for a sock, handknit or not. On this particular day last week, I realized that they had lived just about to the end of their life.

The heel was just about ready to poke on through the sole, and the toe was getting quite thin.

I generally subscribe to the Yarn Harlot’s school of thought of darning socks, which involves standing over a trash can and saying “darn it!” Really, I have tried darning socks in the past, and find it not worth bothering for several reasons. 1. I would much rather be knitting on a new sock than sewing on an old one. 2. I would much rather be wearing a new sock than an old one with lumpy darns at the heels and toes. 3. Never fails – patch up one hole on a sock, and the yarn next door starts giving way after a few more wears.

I did have a little light-bulb moment as I was pondering all this once again, though. I’m going to start saving my blown-out socks and maybe some day there will be enough of them to cut up and make a blanket out of – the nice stretch of stockinette fabric on the ankles generally stays in great shape, and it would be easy to stabilize it with some machine knitting, open the tube up and sew all the chunks together. I don’t know if or when it will actually happen, but it couldn’t hurt to hold on to the old socks just in case, right?

In the mean time, and just in time, my Fleece Artist Seawool socks were nearly finished. It really is magical how you can spend a few minutes casting on a sock, and then by simply stealing a few minutes here and there, knitting during a meeting or some other down moment in the car, you suddenly have a new pair of socks.

I took a little time away from the blankie over the weekend and voila!

Joe even agreed to take a happy-feet shot. (Rolling his eyes the entire time, I assure you.)

And finally, just in time for Valentine’s Day, the new socks are taking center stage on my non-blankie knitting agenda. Vesper Sock Yarn’s Love Stinks colorway.

You may remember that I had started this pair using the Rainbow something-or-other pattern with all the short rows. I frogged it back and am now knitting them plain-jane stockinette, and am very happy. Love no longer stinks!

Where Were We Wednesday…

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008

Sheesh! I’m sorry, friends and loyal readers, I haven’t posted since last Friday. I have been busy celebrating Sophie’s birthday, knitting on the blankie, and to be honest, just barely holding my shit together as I deal with the aftermath of weeks of sick family and general life overload. I think things are looking up – Sophie is actually taking a nap in her crib at the moment, and Julie is hanging out playing with the valentines she brought home from their party at preschool this morning, so I have a few minutes to dump some pictures.

On Friday, the day of Sophie’s birthday, I made ramen noodles for lunch, hoping that Sophie would wake up from her nap and feel up to trying some. Julie loved it, and demonstrated her chopstick skills admirably. Sophie wanted nothing to do with the noodles, and just stuck with more O’s cereal.

That night, Joe brought home Punch pizza for dinner, and it was a hit as usual – even with Sophie, who wanted to eat off of *my* pizza, and kept asking for more pieces because she basically wanted to lick the tomato sauce off and eat not much else.

The next morning we checked out the new tent in the basement.

And the new play tunnel as well…

Sophie, while not back to 100% just yet, was obviously feeling much better.

Joe even got in on the action (sorry, honey, couldn’t resist!)

And out of fairness, I got in on the action as well, and had Joe take my picture snuggling with the girls even though I was fresh out of bed and still sporting my bedhead jammie look. Let’s all take a moment to admire that double chin, too!

Sunday afternoon I baked up a chocolate cake, and called Julie in to lick the frosting off the beaters while Sophie napped.

Sophie woke up just in time and got to lick some frosting off the spatula.

Sophie thoroughly enjoyed the singing of Happy Birthday and the blowing out of her candles. Thanks to our friend and neighbor Laura, who agreed to come over with her little family and eat cake with us and took the pictures.

Alls well that ends well. Everyone’s relatively healthy at the moment once more. Knock on Wood.

Blankie Friday – the Unhappy Birthday Edition

Saturday, February 9th, 2008

Lots going on at House of Kang today. Mostly involving more barfing, another fruitless visit to the doctor’s office, and a very sad toddler, exhausted mama, and bored pre-schooler. All on Someone’s second birthday. It sucked. Royally.

But. Let’s forget about that for a moment. I’ve had a glass of wine and a long, hot bath. We’ve agreed to have a re-do of Sophie’s birthday when she’s feeling better. Hopefully on Sunday I’ll make a cake and buy some balloons. Joe’s set up her birthday present in the basement, and we’ll show that to her in the morning assuming that she’s up to it.

Here’s the birthday girl at lunchtime, still in her PJs, eating applesauce and Cheerios. She wanted nothing to do with the Pedialyte that I dragged the girls through SuperTarget, to fetch.

Moments later, I was trying to take a picture of Julie to prove that she’s still alive and happy. Um, yeah.

So for now, let’s get on with Blankie Friday and some other fun stuff.

This week marks a milestone – I knit the last big square in the blanket just yesterday. My friends, there is a growing light at the end of the tunnel, and it’s increasingly clear that the light is not an oncoming train. Shown here are the candidates for that last square. I’d used most of my more-favorite samples in big squares already, and I needed something that fit colorwise with the spot. So I cheated a bit and pulled out a few of the intact skeins on my shelf. I did end up using one of the intact skeins, the Opal one third from the right, so I’ll make sure to add it to my plain-sock queue right after the Vesper pair that’s on the needles and next in line.

Here is the big-picture shot for the week. 33 new squares total (yay!) I think the guilt of having played around with another new project really worked to motivate me this week.

And the up-close shots…

Once again, the girls were hanging around watching as I took my pictures, and Julie wanted a chance to play in the blanket. There is a series of Beatrix Potter videos that we sometimes borrow from the library, and one of them includes the story of Samuel Whiskers or the Roly-Poly Pudding. It involves a kitten who gets caught by some rats and rolled up in dough while they plan to eat him for dinner. He is saved just in time, thankfully, but Julie is really interested in the whole scenario. She loves being made into a roly-poly pudding.

Remember how I said I wasn’t going to count how many squares are left to knit? Well, I gave in. I drew myself a little diagram, and counted up the empty squares – 58! Barring some unforeseen obstacle, I should be finishing my last square in a couple of weeks. Happy Dance time!

And finally, something completely unrelated but hilariously funny and cheers me up to no end…There’s this show on the Cartoon Network called Aqua Teen Hunger Force. It’s shown as part of their Adult Swim schedule late at night and is totally not meant for kids. Joe and I used to watch it back when we had cable TV, and he just bought the latest season that came out on DVD. He’s been watching it all week, and last night he called me in to see this.

Two of the main characters, Shake and Meatwad (the show is silly and twisted and distusting and makes no sense, but it is still highly entertaining) are playing a video game.

A knitting video game!

Look at the little old lady face. Notice how purl is misspelled. And they’re saying something like “Knit! Knit!” “Purl, dammit!”

I can’t believe I just said…

Thursday, February 7th, 2008

Hey, Sophie's asleep. Pick up your books and put them away so we can go
downstairs and eat potato chips and watch tv.

(Julie was resting quietly in her room while I put Sophie down, and I
had promised her the rare treat of chips, left over from our lunch out,
while she watches a video, so I can rest and commune with blankie for a
few minutes. And go to the bathroom unsupervised.)

Socktracked, and other stuff

Wednesday, February 6th, 2008

It’s confession time. Over the weekend I got a bit sidetracked from the blankie. Really, it was only for one evening – or so – as far as the knitting went, but my brain has been all over a little obsession with a new sock. Still is, really. Don’t worry! I’ve been hard at work so far this week making up lost time, and blankie progress for the week will hopefully fall into the acceptable category of accomplishment.

I’ll talk about the sock in question momentarily, but first I have to show you a couple of other pictures that are clogging up the queue…

Sophie has been working hard on sprouting new molars in the back of her mouth. So she’s been walking around looking like this quite a bit lately.

It really is amazing how far she can stick pretty much her whole hand in there. Totally random, I know. But cute, so you have to look at it to get to the knitting.

And by the way, those pictures were taken over the weekend. Today’s Sophie update is that she woke up with a high fever and remained a limp little noodle for the entire day, despite multiple doses of Motrin and Tylenol (delivered at appropriate intervals, of course). Gah! Why can’t we as a family seem to recover from the neverending sickness this winter? The answer is all in one word: pre-school.

Next, I need to brag on my recent sock class that just ended. I feel so lucky to have gotten to teach this awesome group of women for the second time – a bunch of ladies took my hat class a few months back, and they had fun, so they set up a socks class to do together. They were all really fun, and seemed to catch on to the short-row heels and toes pretty well. Here are some of the results:

And here are update pictures of my current socks-in-progress, although I’ve gotten further up the cuff on this Fleece Artist one

And the poor little Vesper toes are languishing in a project bag somewhere till the Seawool ones are done. Notice, though, that I *do* sometimes use magic loop now. I kinda like it, and I love my Addi Turbos.

And here’s where we really get down to business…It all started when I got carried away with the credit card and the computer a couple weeks ago. Part of my spending spree involved some more Addi Turbos. Because my beloved Yarnery doesn’t carry them in this particular size, or maybe they were just out of stock the last time I checked.

Let’s have a closeup.

That’s right. Crazy-tiny Addi Turbos in a length justright for Magic Loop. I know I’ve mentioned it before, but I’ll mention it again. I knit loosely. I usually knit all my socks on size 0s, partly because I really strongly believe in firm fabric for socks so that they will wear longer, and partly because I knit like someone who is much, much more relaxed than anyone who meets me could possibly believe. So when I heard about crazy-tiny ATs, I thought “I need me some of those.”

And they came in the mail, and it was kind of like a present because I had by that time forgotten that I’d ordered them. So I was really excited and I felt the immediate need to try them out. Of course. Unlike the other needles that we don’t even need to name again, I couldn’t just switch one of my projects-in-progress and give them a whirl because I was expecting, even hoping for, a dramatic change in gauge. I needed something new.

And what I found was the perfect yarn for the testing job – a skein of what I’m pretty sure is Schaeffer Anne that one of my awesome readers sent me during the deluge of sock-yarn scraps. She had tried knitting with it and didn’t like it, so convinced me that I was doing her a favor by taking it off her hands. And I had at some point in the last year and a half cast on a toe with my beloved Pony Pearl 0’s, but never got any further because I was less than thrilled with the fabric I was getting. Anne is really thin fingering weight. I think one could even argue that it borders on laceweight. And that combined with my loose tension meant a fabric that was floppier than I wanted for socks.

It’s hard to see in this picture, but the top toe has a nice, tighter gauge because it was knit with the 000 Turbos, while the one at the bottom has a looser gauge because it was knit with the 0s.

They look like they’re about the same size, and they pretty much are, but that’s because I knit more rows and added more stitches to the new toe when I realized that it was going to be too small for my foot on the standard 64 stitches around that I normally use. So I went up to 72, which was about right. Only, I had knit my standard short-row toe and switching to increases at either side looked pretty clunky. See?

And at this point, I realized that if I am going to knit socks with this yarn at this gauge, I’d like them to be State Fair-worthy – a high bar to set when you’re talking about the Minnesota State Fair and its highly competitive sock knitting categories.

See, by this time, I had another motive in mind. I’ve had entrelac on the brain for quite some time – years really – and over the holidays out came Interweave Knits with their Holiday issue and in it was a design called “Annetrelac Socks” that had renewed my interest in making a pair of entrelac socks, considering how beautiful the sample was and the fact that I had this single toe sitting on my shelf staring at me all the time anyway.

And the obsession was in full swing by now, and I was suddenly pulling entrelac sock patterns off the shelves and poring over them to decide just how I wanted to knit my version.

I’ve really considered three main patterns – I started with Eunny Jang’s pattern that appeared in the Spring 2007 issue of IK, and actually knit a couple of tiers on it (after, of course, ripping out the second bad toe and casting on again with the appropriate number of stitches this time) before I realized that I was terribly unhappy with it. I forgot to take a picture before I ripped, but I had a line of holes along where the base triangles joined the toe. In talking to one of the managers (Theresa Gaffey, who totally rocks!) at the store when I was there on Sunday, I found out that she’d had the same problem with that pattern, and then looking at the picture in Ravelry, it appears that lots of other knitters had the problem too. You can see it pretty well in this one.

To the frog pond I went, and I took Theresa’s suggestion of the pattern by Vickie Starbuck in Socks Socks Socks, which she said worked much better for her, and which I found to be true for me as well. See?

Oh, and before I forget – I chose not to use the Annetrelac pattern in IK Holiday 2007 because it was written top-down and without patterning on the foot. Which doesn’t make it a bad pattern – just not the one I wanted.

Anyway, even after knitting all these annoying little squares, and much improving my knitting-back-backward technique, I’m still a little obsessed with the idea of entrelac socks. I’m going to knit a pair, I think. But I’ve set this toe aside for a few days, partly because I knew I needed to make up time on the blankie, and partly because I want to sit with my thoughts for a bit before I embark on a project that will take some time, and not just idle mindless multitasking time, but actual pay-attention knitting time.

I poked around a bit more on Ravelry. What the heck did we ever do before Ravelry? There are a few different patterns for entrelac socks out there, and hundreds of project pictures amongst them to stare at and analyze. Lots of those were made with Schaeffer Anne, and I realized that I didn’t like them as much as some of the others – the handpaint yarn actually seemed to muddy the pattern up quite a bit. The ones I really love are the ones made out of the new Noro sock yarn. It’s like the gradually shifting colors and entrelac were meant to go together.

And I feel like I’ve come full circle, because I’m not sure if I mentioned it here, but I saw my friend Connie knitting entrelac socks out of the new Noro sock yarn a few weeks ago at my Wednesday morning group, and could. not. take my eyes off of them, they were so beautiful. They were so beautiful that the same afternoon I dragged the girls to Coldwater Collaborative and bought two skeins of the stuff. I bought colors 164 and 185 – don’t have a photo handy at the moment, and it’s getting too late tonight to drag the camera back out.

In any case, I’m strongly considering knitting some copycat socks, and I was really sad about missing knitting with her this morning because I wasn’t about to drag my limp Sophie-noodle to the bagel shop where she could infect all my friends with her fever-inducing germs.

And speaking of Sohpie once more, I will leave you with two more incredibly cute kid pictures. Julie, for some reason, hasn’t been in the photos much this week – maybe because she’s been in school and Sophie and I have been tooling around together. This one is from Monday when we were heading out to do our grocery shopping, before the Busted incident. It looks like she’s grimacing, but really she’s smiling because she’s letting the snowflakes land on her face and tickle her. You kind of had to be there, but it was SO cute, watching her experience the sensation as only someone to whom it is new can do. She did this every time we got in and out of the car that morning.

And from yesterday, she let me put her hair in pigtails, which were so cute till she pulled the rubber bands out later that afternoon. And she’s excited about eating a banana, which she loves but which I haven’t allowed her to have very much in the last year because of the constipation issues that are well on their way to resolved now.

And hey – if you have any great resources on knitting entrelac that you’d like to point me to, I’d be grateful.

Busted!

Monday, February 4th, 2008

I just got pulled over and given a $148 fine for a stupid stupid traffic
violation.

I was headed to the co-op to get some groceries before the snow expected
today, and I accidentally turned left where you're not supposed to turn
left during rush hour. I didn't even think about it because there was no
traffic coming the other way – and because I'm not usually headed to the
Wedge before 9 in the morning.

I realized what I was doing mid-turn, but it was too late and I kind of
mentally berated myself but figured oh well, pay more attention next
time. And then I saw the cop, lights flashing behind me. D'oh! I knew
right away, and when he told me what IU had done I was honestly
apologetic and truthfully told him I was sorry and that I'm not usually
out so early.

Still – almost $150 down the toilet. Ouch!

I so badly wanted to snap a picture of the flashing lights with my
Sidekick, but I figured if he was going to be lenient, that would have
been a surefire way to piss him off.

I think probably the worst part for me is the shame of being pulled over
- of being the one sitting on the side of the road in front of the
police car with lights blinking a silent "Guilty! Busted! Gotcha!" for
everyone to see.

And to top it off – the store doesn't even open till 9, so Sophie and I
are sitting here killing the extra ten minutes that, had we spent them
at home instead of heading out the moment Julie's schoolbus left, would
have saved me – lets say it one more time – One Hundred and Forty-Eight
Dollars!!!11one!!!

Sigh. And Joe (who didn't get his wii yesterday BTW) just laughed at me
when I called him and told him. Whew!

My Husband is So Cute

Sunday, February 3rd, 2008

Yes, we know that Joe is physically cute.

But does everybody know what a video-game addict he is? He is a huge video game addict. And I’m not complaining. We are a perfect fit for each other because he likes to spend his evenings playing video games, I like to spend mine watching DVDs and knitting. We both respect each others’ choices in how we spend our free time and our fun money. Heck, I bought him components for a new computer for his birthday so he could have the gaming machine he wanted.

Ever since the Wii came out, Joe has adamantly said “I don’t want one. I don’t need one. Maybe eventually.” Even when I’ve offered one as a gift for a holiday. Until a couple weeks ago. Suddenly, he decided that he *needs* one. And when he *needs* something, he becomes obsessed with it. He needs it *right now*!

And of course, the Wiis are kind of hard to find right now. And to Joe it feels like he will never get one – the other day he was talking about paying big bucks on e-bay for one. I kind of quashed that idea – my neighbor says that the local stores are getting regular shipments in and that you can call around to see if they have them in stock. Well, he saw an ad in a store flyer from the newspaper this morning, and he got all excited “they wouldn’t be advertising them if they weren’t getting some in the store. I better go right now!”

Okay, I said. But I have to work later, and I need to get in the shower. No problem, he said. I’ll take the girls with me. They love going on errands with Daddy, so ten minutes later they were all out the door and here I sit in a blissfully empty house for the first time since that day that I was house-cleaning before Christmas.

I hope for Joe’s sake that he gets his Wii. I love watching him with a new toy, all excited. And to be honest, I think I may play with it some too. The game that finally got him ready to buy the Wii is coming out next month I think. It’s Wii Fit, and I think I could benefit from it too. I like video games, I just 1) am not very good at them and 2) would rather be doing something productive. Flying Hamsters notwithstanding (thanks a lot Yarn Harlot!) But this Wii Fit game sounds like it would be somewhat productive in the getting-some-exercise sense.

Just so nobody thinks I’m being too hard on Joe, this whole scenario reminds me of my own recent obsession and splurge…

Now gotta go take a shower and get ready to teach!

Blankie Friday only Ten Hours Late

Saturday, February 2nd, 2008

These pictures are from Friday afternoon, and I had every intention of posting last night when I came home from knitting with some friends at a coffee shop. It didn’t quite happen – will get to the why of that in a moment – but at least the square count is from Friday – 29! I really felt throughout the week that I was struggling to keep up with my quota. It seemed like I never got to sit down to knit till at least 10 at night, but in the end I came darn near 30 squares, and I’m still on track to finish knitting at least the squares by the end of the month.

My secret wishful goal would be to finish the whole thing, i-cord and all, by the end of the month, but I will be happy with getting the squares done by then if that’s how it works out. I’m forcing myself not to do the math on exactly how many squares are left, but I think about it constantly. See that topmost large square right in the middle beneath Sophie’s toes? If there were two more squares on top of it, that would be the top of the blanket. We’re getting close.

I sort of forgot to take the up-close shots of the top of the blanket this week – the girls were there just dying to roll around on the blanket, and I gave in and let them as soon as the big-picture pictures were taken. I did put up the full-res image above, though, which should suffice if you click right through to it.

And I did get this fun little picture, which makes me happy to look at. The standard overhead shot is getting a little boring, and I think this on-the-ground perspective give a little bit better idea of what the blankie looks like in person.

Now about the why-I-didn’t-post last night. All this last week, Sophie and I had been affected with a low-grade stomach bug. Sophie actually threw up a couple times over the weekend, and just didn’t eat much during the rest of the week. I never actually you-know, but I had that ooky feeling in my tummy for several days myself. I thought Julie was getting away free and clear, but it turns out it just took a few extra days to hit her.

And really, you don’t want to know any additional details. I will just say that I really should not have gone to knitting at all, and poor Joe was stuck changing the bed several times while I was gone and doing a ton of laundry in the space of about three hours. I ended up going to bed with Julie and snuggling her for a few hours – partly to comfort her and partly to be right there with the bucket if necessary. And I’ll admit – it’s not often that my four-year-old lets me just hold her and cuddle, so even though she was sick and miserable, I kind of enjoyed being there with her. It’s twisted, I know.

Today she’s still not eating much, but she’s keeping the juice down and will be just fine. I had Sophie in the doctor earlier this week to check for an ear infection because *she* has been waking up screaming every night this week, even after the stomach thing cleared. It turns out it’s just her new molars coming in, but the awesome nurse practitioner did mention that this low-grade stomach bug has been all around the community. Julie’s going to be just fine.

Now if we could all just get a solid night’s sleep…

Naan

Friday, February 1st, 2008

Now that I’m feeling a little more comfortable with baking standard wheat bread, other kinds of yeast breads seem much more do-able. I recently made a recipe from a magazine that involved baking little buns around korean-spiced cabbage-beef filling. They were good, and that boosted my confidence even further.

So when I saw a recipe (via a blog which I can’t remember at the moment) for Indian Naan bread, I thought “Hey, I could do that!” Joe and I used to go out for Indian food all the time before Julie was born, and it’s something that I miss. Especially the bread. We really should try going back out for some now that the food allergies are behind us, but in the mean time, I’ve been cooking chicken tikka masala at home using this stuff.

It’s just a seasoning packet, which I buy at my local co-op, but it’s really easy to make and it tastes really good and my family pretty much eats it without complaint. Naan bread would fit perfectly with this meal, so I made up my mind to give it a try.

Here’s the dough after its first rise – the recipe said to make it into golf-ball sized balls and let it rise again.

In order to get to this point, I had to employ a couple of diversionary tactics. One was letting the girls play with soapy water in the sink.

Another was agreeing to make chocolate chip cookies. Okay, Julie didn’t have to twist my arm that hard, and I figured what else should we do while we waited for the dough to rise?

mmmm…don’t ask me about the weight watchers points. Please.

Anyway, dinnertime rolled around, and I took some pictures as I did my cooking – here’s the bread on the indoor grill.

The stack of done ones after the first batch was done. I was using the foil to cover them up and keep them warm.

Oh, and here’s rolling the dough out from balls to flat bread loaves. And the melted butter for slathering on each side as its grilled.

And finally, dinner. Just before I tucked in.

It was good, and everyone ate well. The bread was tasty, though not quite the same as what I’ve had in the restaurants. It kind of reminded me of what soft pretzels would taste like if they were grilled. Oh – and the tikka masala packet doesn’t say to add spinach to the dish, but I throw some in at the end just to add a little green to the plate.

Lifecycle of a Glove

Friday, February 1st, 2008

I knit myself these mitten-gloves back in May of 2006 – well past the end of winter, but I was determined to have a new pair to replace the ones I was wearing at the time, which were falling apart.

I knit these with one skein of white Cascade 220, which I dyed with Kool-Aid to achieve a very bright rainbow of mini-skeins. This pattern is a bit of a pain to knit – not really, just a bit futzy because of all the little fingers and getting the flap attached just so.

But they’ve served me well. The initial investment is well worth the return – I’ve had almost two winters’ worth of wear – hard wear over long Minnesota winters – out of these, and they are incredibly warm and comfortable. I love the flexibility of naked fingers when I need to manipulate small objects like keys and zippers, but the warmth of mittens with my fingers sharing their heat with each other. I was a little overwhelmed with the brightness of the colors when I first knit these, but between the natural fading of the food dyes and my own familiarity with them, I’ve grown to love the colors.

Alas, they have started to show their wear – especially the right one, which is my free hand when I’m carrying Sophie and also seems to be the one I steer the car with more than my dominant left. The thumb was almost ready to pop through…

The edges of the index finger have started to fray a bit…

And the poor join between the thumb and the body of the hand is all stretched out. Actually, this is something I’ve been thinking about quite a bit lately when I consider the next pair, which I will probably get around to knitting some time in the spring. I really want to do a better job with this join – I have a few ideas, but if anyone has good tips on improving thumb joins, I’d love to hear them!

The thing about mending knitting is that I always forget it needs to be done until I’m ready to put the things on and run out the door. Which was the case in point earlier this week when I realized that I’d better go ahead and mend the things pretty quick or they would be beyond the point of possible return. It’s not a great job, and it only took five minutes, but the loose stitches are secured, and the worst of the threadbare ones are reinforced.

Of course, the other thing about darning knits is that it is never long before the stitches just outside the range of the mend start to fall apart as well. Hopefully we won’t get to that point before the final thaw of spring.

In the mean time, it was crazy-cold here again this week. The kind of shocking cold that I still have a hard time believing exists, even after living here for ten years. It was a day to pull out all the stops on warm winter-wear.

Yes, the hat is warm. No, I’m not sure what kind of fur that is, but it is real – my father won it in a ski race about 20 years ago, and I begged it off him when I first moved to Minnesota. Before you ask, it’s the same story as the chicken – hold on to the good, reject the bad. And the mittens? They are just as warm. For now.