Finished and Frogged!

Well Cindy’s done!  And she’s humongous! I’m in the process of frogging the whole thing and taking it down a few sizes.  I think it’ll be easier to knit up the second time around.

67 STITCHES!!

I can’t believe it! I’ve knit, I’ve frogged, I’ve re-knit, re-frogged, re-knit, re-frogged, etc. etc. etc.  I was getting close to making Cindy a freakin’ VEST when I finally ended up with the 67 stitches I’m supposed to have for my sleeve cuff! HOORAY FOR ME! Maybe now I can finally finish this sleeve that is taking me FOR-EV-ER!

To the In-Laws!

To whoever said that in-laws are disrespectful, trying, or just plain rude: Honey, you’ve never met my in-laws. My husband’s parents visited us for the new year, and what a time we had! On top of showering us with dinners at our (and hopefully theirs) favourite restaurants, they brought cake!! Let me give you all the background. In October of 2005, My husband and I got married. (YES, to each other, sheesh.) We had the most un-be-lieve-able chocolate cake with rasberry mousse filling. It was fantastic! Of course, since we got married in Massachusetts, and we lived in Kansas, it was very impractical for us to take the cake top with us. My newly acquired in-laws graciously offered to lend us their freezer space for the cake. It has been in their freezer ever since, even passing our 1st anniversary! My husband bought some lovely Schwartzwaldtorte (Black forest cake basically), but it just wasn’t the same. I could hardly believe my eyes when they told me to look in the fridge. A paper plate with tinfoil? What could be in there? I couldn’t imagine it would be the top to the wedding cake from 1500 miles away! They told us that airplane security confiscated all their ice they had packed it in, so the cake braved the air sans ice, and made it through the car trip from Kansas City! Not only do I have a pair of truly awesome in-laws, but I have a really awesome baker in my address book!

As if all this wasn’t enough, I had told (ok, griped and complained to) my husband about the fact that there was no such thing as Campbell’s Scotch Broth out here in Wichita, nor are there any stoned wheat thins! (NO not those monstrosities in the yellow box, Red Oval Farms Stoned Wheat Thins!) RAWR! Why must my favourite grocery items be regional? *wah* After they’d presented us with all our Christmas presents, they pulled out this grocery bag full of 3 boxes of crackers, and 5 cans of my Scotch Broth!

I hope they didn’t think I liked it better than the other presents with my reaction, but I couldn’t believe how on target and how thoughtful that was! I know the hubby helped them out, but it was just incredible to get a little taste of home! Now I need to go buy some Brie so I can properly eat my crackers, at least that’s the excuse!

Here a few pictures of the events that have since transpired.

Here are a few pictures of Tim’s lovely Christmas stocking that someone in the family knit him. I hope to learn from it, and knit some for my family in the future.

My Lion Brand’s “Learn to Cable” scarf is going okay, some of the cables are looking a little wonky, but I suppose it isn’t called a LEARN to cable scarf for nothing! Here goes:

And of course, how could I end a blog entry without posting some more of Cindy? Here’s her neckline, she’s almost done, just have to do sleeves now!