I have put a little time into the circular scarf but am saving it for after the socks are done. Don't want any of that nasty Second Sock Syndrome that's going around.
The holidays are happening as we speak and we've had more than our share already. My cup overflows with love - many, many people around me that I love and care about. It truly makes all the 'stuff' pale in comparison. Some of us have lost loved ones and have to make do with the memories of past Christmases with them. I have very good memories of my grandmother who always knitted us slippers for Christmas. They were a very basic pattern knit on straight needles with worsted weight acrylic. I still love them; I only have one left of the last pair she made and it has a hole in it. But they are a sweet memory of a dear lady.
She had arthritis in the later years and her bony fingers held on to crochet hooks and yarn to the very end. She always made chicken & dumplings for our annual Christmas Eve get together, with homemade pies and cornbread. The tea was super cold and sweet, and often there was fudge made with real sugar, not marshmallow cream. My favorite was her home made divinity; nothing I've had since comes close.
