1. Mr. Jefferies' brown sweater had to be repaired yesterday. A piece of the crochet edging came loose and I did the stupid thing: Pulled. So I spent umpteen hours yesterday pulling out the rest of the crochet edging (I was having a dickens of a time finding all the ends that I so expertly wove in) and redoing the edge. I took this opportunity to make the tummy band a bit wider, so then I had to move a couple buttons, too. I see now that I need to knit him another long coat, for times when one is either being washed or repaired. The next one will be blue, I think. I've got just the right wears-like-iron Vermont wool yarn, and I might even branch out and use a different pattern, or maybe even make one up. Dude, that dog sure is high-maintenance. And I am a bit insane.
2. I'VE HEARD GREAT NEWS about the quality of the red scarves received this year!!!!! We've finally done it! My message of "we don't need more scarves -- we need more NICE scarves" -- has finally gotten through. The number of scarves received stands at 2,697, which is a bit short of our goal. I know others are coming in, and if you have one completed that you were holding to 2010, please consider sending it in now. But the best news for me is that the quality is HIGH, and the gift card/cash/stamp donations included with the scarves has amounted to $4,417.20 so far. Go us! Thank you for all your help, everyone!
3. Is anyone willing to sew something for me? I have this wonderful light-medium-weight denim fabric -- my skirt that I ripped a long time ago. It's not repairable as a skirt because the rip is in the fabric, not the seam, in the back. (I suppose I could go the patchwork route, but .... no. Not my style.) It is truly very nice denim fabric, and I've held onto it because I'd like to see it repurposed into a bag or bags (small and/or large) of some sort -- nicely lined. I'm just not good with the sewing machine. Let me know if I can send you this thing and if you'd like to turn it into something useful for me. [Yay! I have a taker!]
4. My arm and shoulder are still bothering me, but a couple days' rest and a hair cut and color that caused David to stop mid-sentence to say, "Damn, you look foxy!" has done much to improve my mood. (Thanks, Katie!)
5. I know you want a picture, but I don't have a new one. It's almost exactly like my Facebook avatar. Katie was able to finally replicate the color exactly, and the cut is pretty much the same. So for those of you not on Facebook:
And there's a hoot of a story about that. About three weeks ago, I was logged into Facebook and David walked into the room. He saw the page and said, in honest amazement, "She looks A LOT like you." I looked at him; thought he was teasing. Nope. He was serious and really didn't know it was my picture he was looking at.
5. After the dog sweater repair, and with the arm feeling slightly better, I was able to do a teeny bit of knitting on the Calmer sweater, which has now become mine. My daughter's reaction to it was lukewarm, so I'm going to keep it myself. I tried it on last night and it really would have been too big for her anyway. Now I can keep on trying it on as it's knitted, to get the fit just right. Fingers crossed it turns out to be what I hope. I already ripped back several inches so I can take in the waist a bit more. Or not. I'm trying to decide if I want it to be so severely fitted or not.
6. And cripes, yes, I started a new Mr. J. sweater while watching some TV last night. It's blue and eggplant-like. I wanted to do stranded knitting to make it thicker and warmer. I just used the mindless "salt & pepper" pattern that I first saw in some traditional folk mitten book, the name of which is escaping me at the moment. Fox and Geese and ... you know, that one. It looks fine and I'm pretty happy with it, but the two colors don't seem to have as much contrast as I thought they would. They sort of blur together into a subtle tweedy effect. Not exactly what I'd hoped for, but I'm not changing it now.
7. I keep rereading your comments on this week's Terrier Tuesday post. They make me smile and laugh over and over. I can remember when I started that series, I thought everybody would hate it after about three times. But now I worry that I won't be able to come up with more. I should say HE won't be able to come up with more. *ahem*
8. Given how paranoid I was that I was going to catch something in New York City, I decided to go and get the H1N1 shot yesterday. At least that is one thing I (hopefully) won't get. One less thing to worry about. I got the seasonal flu vaccine a few months ago, as well. So if I get anything, it probably won't be the flu. Then again, I don't think I have ever had the real flu in my life. People tend to throw that term around, "I got the stomach flu," "I have the flu bug," but I am quite sure that none of the illnesses I've had over the years have been The Flu -- just various other viruses. Anyway, now I've had all my shots, just like Mr. Jefferies. You could board me in a kennel with the other dogs bitches foxes, and I probably wouldn't even get Bordatella.