The fiber edition. (I'm also doing physical therapy, which SUCKS OOZING RAT ASS, but that's enough of THAT subject.)
Months ago, I purchased a skein of garish yarn (known amongst the knitters I hang out with as the "Clown Vomit" colorway). It's 100% reeled silk. After fooling around with WAY too many stitch patterns, I settled on 'yarnover, knit two together; knit back plain'. I need to weave in the ends and call it done. I intend to wear it myself, with my twenty year old navy blue canvas parka.
A friend sent me a ball of sock yarn, and I busted out with the Cat Bordhi patterns:
This sock is almost done, then the second needs done. Sock knitting is zombified for me, so there's no 'oh darn a second sock', just me, zoned out, knitting in (small) circles. The stripes flashed or zagged or something... still a lot prettier than the scarf. Love both projects, though. I'm into garish. I'm sure no one's noticed.
Spinning? I had this in the stash for waaaaay too long. It's a combination of wool (Corriedale, I think) and bamboo.
It'll make nice socks or mittens, when I make up my mind. I really want mittens, but I really like the brain dead circles of socks. It's a conundrum.
There's a design, brewing. Sloooowly.
A test size for the Goober, then possibly another one for me before I publish it. For SALESALESALE. My half-assed goal for the year is to get my business up and running again. I've got A Plan, heavens help us all. Anyway, it's cables and Cascade 220. I'm working on an addiction to Cascade 220 since discovering the wall of it at my local yarn store. Being able to get ALL THE COLORS makes me kinda crazy. Hopefully in a good way.
And for the fans of the Goober:
We've invested in an extra-long couch; now we've got one up and one down, very handy for naps. The Goober likes it particularly well, because when I curl up in a ball, there's plenty of room for her. Of COURSE she expects to share the pillow.
I'm pretty sure, in that picture, that Sekhmet's under the blanket, too. Fucker.