Alpha and I are warmed by the welcome we've received back into blogland. Thank you for all the kind comments! We can't respond to them all, due to the fact that we are both flat-out busy*, but we appreciate them immensely.
And I know a little something about showing my appreciation. When Alpha said I love my new sweater, she wasn't kidding.
The other night, after she had been upstairs working for a couple of hours, she came down the stairs and saw me like this:
I had gotten my sweater and dragged it into my heated bed and was having a good old snooze, using the sweater as a pillow. I was so comfy, I didn't even wake up with the click of the camera and the flash going off! I only found this photo on her iPhone later.
See, I reaaaaaaalllly love my handknit sweaters.
This is a crazy-nutso-fire-eating-dragon of a week for Alpha, so I'm just going to say goodnight now so she can turn off the computer and get some sleep.
Love you all,
*Well, Alpha is really busy. I'm mostly trying to stay out of her way.
The Yarn: I could swear the yarn I bought with my kit is alpaca, but on the website it seems to only offer Merino, so maybe it's Merino. It is awfully warm and soft, and it is a three-strand yarn, almost like a ribbon yarn. I think it is alpaca, because it is less sproingy than Merino. I bought the kit at the New York Sheep & Wool Festival a few years back. Actually, I already had the charcoal grey yarn, leftover from a different kit I bought from Style Hounds even MORE years back. I just bought the blue-green yarn and the buttons to make this houndstooth sweater. I've still got lots left! Maybe another sweater in reverse colors to this one, or maybe some matching dog-walking mitts, are going to come out of it. I'm not sure yet.
After my day of work finished, I had about two hours free to knit. So I was going gangbusters. And then I realized I had made another mistake. So I ripped out all that good knitting and started over. And then I did all that again.
See the pattern I have going on here?
Lots of knitting.
Not much knitting.
If you catch my drift.
At least I have a pretty yarn bowl to look at.
(It's from Yellow Dog Farm. They have an etsy shop here.)
Hey! Look at this! It's knitting! Not only is it knitting, but it's colorwork! And it's luxurious alpaca yarn.
And it's growing! Don't worry about that wonky-looking bit in the middle of the first row of houndstooth -- that is just the opening for Sir Jefferies' harness hook.
However: You will be pleased to know that some things never change.
e.g., during my knitting and blogging hiatus, though I can now run a 5K and lift a lot more weight than I used to be able to, and drink green smoothies and caption medical classes faster than a speeding bullet, apparently my ability to count to four has not improved.
So yes, do worry about the third row of houndstooths that, because I got off course, look more like spiders than houndstooths. Look at that photo again, in case you didn't catch it the first time.
First, though, I have to get prepared and ready to go to caption UVM's Convocation which is late this afternoon.
But isn't it going to be a great new addition to Mr. Jefferies' wardrobe?
Well, since now I know you're still out there and all, I don't want to create any unrealistic expectations by writing two blog posts in two days (whaddup wid dat?!), but you do know what they say about developing (or redeveloping) habits, yes? Fill me in, because I don't really know what they say. But it's got to be something about doing it -- whatever the "it" is -- more than a few times in a row.
So! I forgot to load another cute photo of The Jefferies Man yesterday. I figure I should put it up here before I lose it. I don't mean the metaphorical "losing it," though you know I am still always at risk of that -- but I mean misplacing or deleting the photo by accident.
It's a little bit oddly exposed -- too dark and yet too washed out all at once -- but still, I think it's a quite adorable pose. Mr. Jefferies, Esquire, so calm and contented in his new sweater.
And since I'm testing the knitting waters and all, and yet trying to limit the amount I do, next up -- well, I'm going to try to get two of my almost-finished sweaters finished. MY sweaters -- as in, sweaters for ME. There are two that are dangerously close to being finished. They DO come with the aforementioned issues, such as, "What needle size was I using?" and "Where did I leave off in the pattern?" As such, they are more daunting than, "Oh yes, just crochet the edging and put on the buttons and we're good."
So maybe before I do that, I might start to work on this dapper little number:
(Sorry about the glare.)
I bought the kit for this one at Rhinebeck, I think two years ago. Mine is going to be turquoise and charcoal grey Alpaca. Quite fancy! It's probably time I got down to knitting that thing, huh? We won't discuss the sock yarn I bought at my very FIRST trip to Rhinebeck 10 years ago. And the Everest worth of yarn I have bought and not knitted up since. Irrelevant, your Honor!
No, wait! Don't click out! You have the right blog!
I know! You're surprised to see me here so soon after my last visit! (and surprised to see me use so many exclamation points!) Me too. Actually, it's like we've entered into some sort of time warp, because believe it or NOT, Alpha has been knitting again! I'm not kidding! Don't believe me? Look here:
Is that....? No, it can't be! Alpha has been soooo busy, how could it be?
But yes, it is! It is a red scarf!
To be perfectly honest, though, that one is a little bit of a cheat. Because Alpha knitted that last winter, and she had carefully put it away in a safe place. And yes, you guessed it -- she then completely forgot about it.
Alpha says there must be some sort of sim-bee-OH-sis going on here (sometimes she uses weird words!), because she ran across it when she was hunting for the pattern for this:
Do you know what that is? Yes, it truly is! It's a new sweater for me! I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait!
We hoped it would be done so that I could model it for you by today, but sadly it's not quite yet.
So instead, we did our own version of this "awwwwww"-worthy photo that Alpha saw on Facebook yesterday:
Here's our version:
I know this is not a fair question, but: Which one do you think is cuter?
Well, folks, as Hurricane Sandy is breathing down our necks, and already causing major havoc all up the East Coast (we're especially worried about New York City, because that's where our Abigail lives), Alpha and I thought it would be a good time to pop in and say hello. Alpha has been receiving increasingly more emails from folks who are
worried about us, so we both figured this would be as good a time as any
to break our unintended long silence.
Seriously, where DID all that time go? It's quite amazing that we could even remember how to sign in to Typepad. But of course, now we are finally writing, and many people are without power and won't even be able to read this. We hope everyone stays safe and gets through this with a minimum of trauma. Vermont's wounds from Irene are not yet fully healed, and even we tough Vermonters can't take much more. We feel for the folks in New Jersey who are bearing the brunt of the landfall tonight, and then Pennsylvanians .... Well, we are thinking about you and hoping you're all safe.
You may remember, I don't particularly like wind. And when I say I don't particularly like it, I mean that I would rather eat a bucket of nails. I like it even less than I like a grooming appointment. A LOT LESS.
Speaking of grooming appointments, though, this is a picture Alpha took of me on Sunday just after I got out of one. I was giving her the cold shoulder and letting her know just how HURT I was about that appointment, even WITH the candy corn bandana they gave me.
Don't EVEN bother to say I look cute, though we all know that goes without saying, because it will NOT make me feel better about that appointment, NOR about the hurricane wind. But these are the crosses I bear. Life is not always easy for a Yorkie like me.
So.... what have we been doing? Well, my life hasn't changed much. I still get my breakfast and my lunch and my dinner, and my Teeny Greenies, and I get my walks and new toys, and treats and bones to bury from time to time. And this summer it seems like we have had a ton of people come over to do stuff like build porches and replace doors and do yard work, and everybody loves to play tug-of-war with me, which is nice.
Alpha has just been busy, busy, busy, BUSY with her work! She keeps saying this phrase: "It's a little bit of be careful what you wish for, but I'm not complaining!" And she's been going to a new gym that she loves. And in her spare time she has painted many of the rooms in the house and cleaned out rooms and closets and corners, and sent lots and lots of boxes of crap stuff to Goodwill and places like that. But we are still tripping over MORE stuff (will it NEVER end?!), not to mention paint cans and other painting paraphernalia, because she keeps on thinking that maybe soon she will paint the dining room, or whatever.
And meanwhile, she is providing CART to two medical students and one veterinary student, as well as CART and captioning for a growing list of other clients, and wishing that that cloning technology would come along soon, very soon. She has new people to help her with all this CART work, because of course until she gets cloned, she can't be in four or five places at once, and that means a whole lot of scheduling work and worries and people-managing headaches that sometimes keep her awake a little bit at night.
And then, you know, don't even get her started about this election season. At least David is not running for office this year, as his term is not up yet. Thank the LORD for that, she says! And she made sure to go in and vote for President Obama last week, just to make sure that some work thing, or, say, a HURRICANE, wouldn't keep her from voting, because, well, for at least 1,000 reasons, but this picture that was being passed around Facebook tells some of the story, right here:
I know, I know, you don't come to Terrier Tuesday to hear a Yorkie talk about politics. But I'm just sayin': When Mama ain't happy, AIN'T NOBODY HAPPY. And I'm sure that, knowing Alpha as you do, none of this comes as any surprise to you. I've come to love her, even when she swears a lot.
Because even when she's really, really busy, she is the one who buys all my food and my treats and my toys, and she still manages to stay at home, or at least come home at night most of the time, to snuggle with me at bedtime. And that's all I really care about.
P.S. Alpha has been too busy using her hands for work (and working out) to be able to knit even a stitch. But she hopes you're all working on your red scarves. Just because she hasn't been blogging and haranguing y'all about the red scarves, doesn't mean she has forgotten her favorite cause, and doesn't mean that those foster kids who are going to college should be without their red scarf care package this year. So please send in your red scarves!
Oh, all right, you can also see the dumb fountain that Alpha spent the whole day Saturday setting up.
You see, first she had to clean out the new screened porch and cart all the house plants out there and get everything JUST SO, and then she just plopped and listened to the water for the next, like, 72 hours.
She calls this Her Little Oasis, and she's been sitting out there all the time and eating all her meals there, and...