First off, I'm thrilled by all the sign-ups. And I'm really proud of how many people are using what is essentially a cocktail party of a knit-along (come on over! bring your friends!) to really challenge themselves. We've got several people trying stranded color for the first time, and someone knitting their first sweater. Let me know if I can help in any way.
I'm also enjoying the loopholes people are using, including being related to Scandinavians (by marriage in several cases) and living in towns founded by Scandinavians or celebrating Scandinavian holidays. It's all good. But everyone seems to be wimping out on the lutefisk option. I can't imagine why. (Yes, I know what lutefisk is and have had some. I'm being sarcastic.)
Vigo Mortensen really is Scandinavian. He's half DANISH, not half DUTCH. He's fine. I need a geography lesson. I was out of my mind or something when I typed that last post. So anyway, if you think Vigo is hot, you're still in. Except I might need to disqualify myself for totally flunking the geography portion of this knit-along.
I've been working on the straw-green sweater all week (I started it last Tuesday - with luck we'll have a sleeve photo by the end of the day) and I'm not sure, but it might be responsible for a chronic pain flareup. I can't figure how, though. I haven't been knitting THAT much at any one time, I'm using wood needles (flexible) and the yarn is light and fairly soft and stretchy (alpaca-tencel blend). Usually with that combination of factors, I'm in good shape.
It could also be the thirty-five pound baby I haul around every day. I think it's far more likely. So I'm not lifting her if it can be avoided (I'm changing her on the floor instead of the changing table, which in the long run will just shift the problem to my knees) and hoping for the best.
At any rate, I may be drugged to the gills for the next bit. Brace for much profanity.
Speaking of profanity, I don't suggest yelling "Bugger!" in an English pub. Even if the English pub is on American soil. Apparently they all knew what it meant.