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Someone's getting one of these. Preferably someone smallish (Kirsten? Kitana?), as yarn is expensive, and the less I need to buy, the better. And it won't be anytime soon; I have projects lined up the wazoo. But, dammit, I'm making this sweater.

This has become a knitting blog. I'm sure I'm sorry.

I've been working sporadically on the second sock for Rynn. (Almost up to the heel flap.) And I've been eyeing the Finnish wool. I've decided to try a pair of gloves for Andrew. He says he can never find gloves that fit his big honkin' hands, so I'm gonna make them to order. They don't look too especially difficult. I'm going to try and adapt the gloves shown here, substituting worsted weight (hello, Finnish wool) to try and accommodate for the bulkier size needed for big honkin' hands. Holding off on his sweater, as he'll take so much yarn to make it that he likely wouldn't see it until next fall, anyway.

The next recipient lined up on my sweater list is this one here.

(Have I abandoned my Bob sweater indefinitely? No, I'm just temporarily moved by the Spirit of Giving. It'll pass, I'm sure.)

In non-knitting news, I got a phone call from a stranger today. She'd been in my pottery class last semester, and found the journal that I'd had to hand in. I'd forgotten all about that thing. She asked if she could keep it. Turns out she just really liked the drawings in it. So that was nice. Sure she can keep it, what do I want with that old thing anyway?

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