Noon today, in unflattering lighting:
A while later:
It won’t be quite so flippy on a regular basis, but you get the idea. Might actually have to put effort into this “styling” thing I hear so much about. Any tips on making my very thick hair flip with a minimum of effort?
It was pretty to watch, but a pain in the ass to get around in! I did quite enjoy the quietness of the city under the blanket of snow – people staying in, very few cars on the road, all that jazz.
Wish I could say I stayed in and baked cookies or something, but instead I went to work and my students (troopers, they were) cooked up some fabulous handpainted yarn. Then it was off to a house full of people and cookies.
Today I’m enjoying the view from inside, knitting along, and watching the snowplows go by.
And I finished the Ultramerino socks.
There was plenty of yarn left over from one skein – probably about eight grams.
Specs, again: 3.25 mm needles, 48 sts, 3×1 rib and eye of partridge heel flap.
I took the entire weekend off – no working on patterns, no writing handouts, nothing. I was surprised that I actually had to make myself not work! And yet, I still didn’t get much done in the way of knitting. At least, I can’t really remember – I did spend some time finishing up the red crocheted skirt (modelled shot to come!).
Sunday I braved the crowds and went down to the CNE (the Canadian National Exhibition). Basically it’s a huge fair, with lots of shows, displays, shopping, various fried (and other) food, rides, games, etc. Something for everyone, I suppose.
We watched a dude get shot out of a cannon –
Hit the food building a couple times.
Took in the sights of the midway a few times while crossing through the crowds…
…and ended off the evening with some crazy French acrobats and some Tiny Tom donuts. Cinnamon, of course.
The donuts were the only “fair” food I really ate – I wasn’t feeling too well to begin with and wasn’t keen on feeling any worse. I didn’t even get the waffle ice cream sandwich I was craving! Oh well, there’s always next year.