Wool & Words

Thanks for all of the well wishes. I'm still confined to my apartment. Yesterday was apparantly the honeymoon period--quiet, so quiet in fact that I thought perhaps I'd missed my sweetie's passing.

Not so, I'm afraid. This morning I awoke and the little bastard was moving with a vengence. All I can say is, thank God for hydrocodone. For those playing the home game, the stone is 4 mm. Get out your needle gauges.

I wish that I could say I've been enormously productive on any front, but I can't. I was more productive in the hospital. Witness this (crappy phone) pic of me working on a hat:

Nothing like knitting in a hospital gown with an IV in. The nurse was nice enough to consult me before the jab, so that I could knit without fear of--well, fear of whatever one fears when they've got a tube connected to their bodies. And I have to give them props on the blanket--it was heated (bless them), which was nice since the anti-nausea medicine made me Very Cold.

2005 FOs

Socks: 9 pair (4 for me, 5 for others)
Shawl/Wraps: 4
Hats: 12 (the big holiday push--8 of those are actually EZ's Very Warm Hat, so I may be cheating, but darn, I knit 2 whole hats for each one hat)
Sweaters: 2 (tanks that didn't fit)
Mittens: 1
Afghan: 1
Scarves: 1

Not bad, I suppose, although I haven't yet done the list of started objects...and I haven't really included all of the class models I've knit.

I'm having trouble maintaining mental coherence (blessed drugs), so I'll leave you with pics of the last FO for 2005, modelled by the recipient, my nephew Trey.

and side 2

Back to the couch.