FOs--Actual Finished Objects

Constantine

Constantine, Monster Hat No. 15
Constantine is another Tri-Horn Monster. He likes black-and-white photography, enjoys Russian Literature, and has a soft spot for sugary cereals. He particularly likes snail mail, so will probably remind you to write thank-you notes if you have forgotten, or encourage you to find a pen pal.

Scarves and Such


I finished this Reverse Cable Rib scarf in time to give it to its intended recipient for Xmas. It turned out lovely, very thick and lush. The only pain was that every row was in 1 x 1 rib. If you knit you know what I mean.


More Christmas giftiness. I call these the Monet wristwarmers, because of the way the colors came out holding together two strands of sock yarn. Basically they're my usual wristwarmer pattern, with 2 x 2 rib at either end. Above is a blue pair, and below some mauve ones.


Knitsy News

A fellow etsy knitter has a new blog up. Leave her a comment by December 28 and you could win a $25 GC from KnitPicks!

I Didn't Send You a Card

Don't take it personally, I didn't send anyone a card this year. A couple well-timed weeks of winter malaise and suddenly it was--well, too late.

But really, there's nothing better than a good I Can Has Cheezburger now, is there?

Happy Hollydays to you and all of your furbabies. And do try not to eat Santy Paws if you want any catnip treats in your stocking.

Yes, It Did

Snow

It snowed.


A good New York City snow is really quite wonderful, at least for the first day, because it creates a weird sort of quiet combined with a brief and fleeting holiday atmosphere. The kids get out of school, traffic stops for a little while, and everything gets hushed and muffled by the blanket of white. The lull and the festive feeling don't last long, of course, but while they do, it's lovely.

Above is the view from our bedroom window onto the street in front of our apartment, and here is the view from our kitchen at the back. The girls love watching the birds flitter in and out of the tree and on and off the clotheslines.



Holiday Stuff

Some last-minute gift prep.

Stockings hung by the kitchen with care.
Isis stands guard and Morgan is on bird-watch at the back window.

Every year Mr. O'Kitten sets up the Playmobil Nativity Scene, and we debate about the extent to which the cats will molest the manger and its poor inhabitants. This year Bethlehem has been hit innumerable times by Hurricane Morgan, who is particularly fond of carrying the cats (just the cats, mind you) off into a far corner of the living room for safe keeping. That, and occasionally dropping a King onto the floor by his head.

Who, me? Do I look capable of wrecking such mayhem and destruction?