I sure hope ‘lazing around with hubbo’ is a euphemism for what I think it is a euphemism for.
But while you two turtledoves were eating hotel waffles and watching old movies (what did you think I meant?) I was freezing my earflaps off yesterday afternoon in the single-digit temperature, trying to give Joseph a fun tour of Chinatown during the New Year festivities. We were in the neighborhood, and he was intrigued, as only a 5-year-old can be, at the fantasy that we had taken the N train to actual China.
Here’s a short KayCam tour:
The confetti-littered street—
–one of many holiday-stuff stores that look like a Kaffe Fassett design–
–and, thanks to my boy’s sharp eyes, the neighborhood version of my very favorite no-parking sign! (Of course there was a car parked there.)
In other news, I’m mad as a hatter. Given the weather and many requests resulting from a felted Noro Iro hat I made for Carrie, I’ve finished two hats this weekend and I have another two on the needles. Borrowing from the Cat in the Hat, here’s Thing One, the Jelly hat from Rowan’s Tadpoles and Tiddlers book, in an Anny Blatt wool I never seem to run out of, and Thing Two, the same hat in one skein of Noro Kureyon stretched with some Aran wool I have a kilo of, for my nephew Paul. Thing Three (on the needles) is a huge bucket hat in Noro Big Kureyon, to be felted down to Human Head Size for my sister-in-law Kathy, and Thing Four (on the needles) is a roll-edge hat in Noro Kureyon and Manos, to be felted down to Human Kid Head Size for my niece Maggie. Since Maggie, Paul and Kathy have a father and husband who might feel left out if he didn’t get a hat, too, I have to get another one on the needles asap for my brother-in-law Ron, and hopefully finish it in time for protection from this cold snap.
In other news, I found these in my house:
Can’t imagine how they got into our Barbie-Free Zone, but I’m thinking about putting them up on eBay. Talk about man bites dog–moi, a seller on eBay? Freaky.