Well, I managed to catch that cold that’s been going around. Or I’m severely allergic to the angora in the Noro Transitions yarn. Either way I sound like Tatum O’Neal after a week-long bender. Should I be spooked that Cody thinks I sound sexy when my voice is raspy? Maybe he has a weird fetish for Cathy Moriarty sound-alikes. But I don’t sound nearly as cool as Marianne Faithfull.

I went to the Knitters not Quitters group yesterday and I hope no one catches it. I didn’t lick anyone’s knitting needles when they weren’t looking so hopefully they’re all safe. I needed to see my KNQ gals I hadn’t seen them since the Christmas party. Of course Beverly and I went to Village Wools afterward (even though we’d both been there yesterday to visit Jamie) then went to Pars for some comfort-food Fesenjoon. I really think that dish could help promote world peace if more people knew about it. It’s impossible to eat that and not be happy.

I finished the handknit hat with Hello Yarn thick and thin in granitey colors.

Turns out it was quite large

So I felted it

I think it looks really nice. And will be pretty warm too. And if my cousin doesn’t like it as a hat she can use it as a really cool bowl

Have you noticed how the seasons tend to affect the colors I like to use? Weird isn’t it? I’ve been calling it Seasonal Color Affective Disorder. SCAD!

And, of course, if affects what default layout I like to use for my weblog too.