It is weird when you live away from the rest of your family. We moved to Buffalo 16 years ago, two young marrieds and an 18-month old. Today we have a 17-yo, a 13-yo, and an 11-yo, and we are no longer young marrieds. Surprisingly, none of our extended family has followed us up to beautiful and cultured Western NY! No, my sister and her family and my parents are all in Northern VA, just outside of Washington DC, where the only reason to live there is Knit Happens, and my husband's family is all in Pittsburgh, PA (where he and I both grew up.)
We have Thanksgiving-ed many years by driving to Pittsburgh or Washington and bunking in with various relatives, but we have also gotten caught in nasty traffic on the way in and nastier weather on the way back. It seems like we do it for a year or two, and then my kids revolt and say "We're not driving all the way there, staying for two days and driving back!" (For all sorts of reasons, some completely valid and some perhaps not as much, these various relatives do not travel to spend Thanksgiving with us. Mom and Dad, you are excused!)
So, as I said earlier, it was just the five of us for Thanksgiving dinner. I spent the past two weeks looking around, trying to find someone to invite to join us, even just for dessert -- but all of our friends were either going to be out of town, or had their plans all set with their families or in-laws, etc. It just feels a little weird to me to celebrate Thanksgiving just by ourselves. Not that it stopped me from buying a HUGE fresh kosher turkey, and preparing an ENORMOUS dinner to go with it! Homemade cranberry-orange relish, olive and cornichon tray, freshened-up green bean and baby bella mushroom casserole, cornbread stuffing, oven-baked onions, three-nut crust sweet potato pie, pecan pie with a homemade pie crust, cornbread, homemade gravy, mashed yukon gold potatoes, and Pillsbury extra-flaky crescent rolls. It was enough food for 15 people! Thanks to the girls who made the casserole, the mashed potatoes, and the cornbread. Thanks to Zack for the crescent rolls -- get this, his entire meal was turkey, crescent rolls, and hot sauce. And thanks to my husband Rick for taking down the china and the crystal, setting the table, and putting everything back up into the cabinet that I can't reach after everything was washed and dried after dinner.
So, what else is going on this weekend? Not so much... except watching our waistlines strain against the waistbands of our blue jeans. Aaaaackck!!
I finally finished my second French Market Bag. I don't even remember when I started this one... months and months ago! But here it is the other day, just before I finished off the straps and wove in all my ends:
And here it is as it sits right now up on my kitchen counter, post-felting. I have it stuffed, sorta, with cardboard boxes wrapped in plastic bags. Two views:
I used two different colors, #9461 Lime Heather and #7810 Amethyst, of Cascade 220. I recommend Cascade 220 for anyone just starting to felt. It works easily and beautifully.
I also have pics to share of the Boobie Scarf , in progress:
The yarn is LOVE (perfect in pink, don't you think?) from Filatura Di Crosa, 30% extrafine merino wool, 20% kid mohair, 30% acrylic, and 20% nylon. Almost like a tape, but with a very, very soft furriness around it. I'm planning on teaching this scarf in January or February at Karma Knitting. Sort of a Valentine's thing. Pink. Breasts. Love yourself. Love your sisters. Making sense? I just hope it blocks out nicer than it is right now. Straighter on the edges.
Should I also post the pics of my new stash additions? Nah... I'll save 'em. So you'll have to check back later on this weekend. Some scrumptious stuff, tho! Keep tuned...