Knit Sisters

I would have posted earlier, but I was in a tryptophan coma until about an hour ago, thanks to, well, Thanksgiving.

Which looked like this:

All courtesy of Molly, shown here opening a bottle of sparking cider and transporting her new baby daughter,

and Ben, who disappeared when the camera was unsheathed, alas.

Among many other things we are grateful for in this life, we give thanks for Molly and Ben and their cooking skills. And for letting us come over from time to time and hog their baby, who is too young to protest much about being hogged.

Alex gave everything the old thumbs up,

while Aaron looked generally cheerful after a couple of bottles glasses of red wine.

Like Ben, I refused to be photographed, but I can assure you that I was wearing Icarus, as I have been at least part of every day since he was finished. Everything was lovely.

We’ve been in recovery ever since.

I haven’t really knitted all that much. For a while, I wondered if Icarus was my swan-song, if I had hit my dinger and was ready to hang up my cleats, but then I started these mitts:

Interweave Knits Winter Issue, Wine and Roses Mitts pattern by the marvelous JoLene, Colonial Rosewood DPNs in U.S. Size 1.5 (hey, don’t look at me…I don’t make up these sizes), and Jade Sapphire Mongolian Cashmere 2-ply.

The green yarn, by the way, is just waste yarn that is holding the thumb gusset stitches.

A little closer up:

There is really nothing bad that one can say about working with luxury fiber, except that someday the project will be over.

Another thing I can’t find too much bad to say about is the new James Bond flick, Casino Royale, which we saw on Saturday—at the same showing, I’ll have you know, as John Kerry, whose amazing silver mane was unmistakeable across the crowded movie theater. For Boston, this was a serious celebrity sighting!

In any event, Casino Royale’s only major deficit (aside from some glaring plotholes and some downright goofy chase scenes), was the minimal number of shots of Daniel Craig emerging, buff and exquisitely rugged, from an ocean swim. There were probably five of these. Fifty wouldn’t have been too many.

Oh my! My, my, my, my, my! How is it possible that I have not noticed this actor before? What has he been in? Did he look like that before or is this a recent development?

I pointed out to Alex, purely academically of course, that Daniel Craig was a stone hottie. This was met with an unfavorable response.

“Well,” Alex grumbled, “he’s clearly been working out a lot, but you can still really tell that he’s pretty old.”

Later in the evening, Alex announced, apropos of nothing, that he was planning to go to the gym several times next week. I may be wrong, but I suspect this may be motivated by the buff-tastic appearance of Daniel Craig.

But I’m not asking too many questions.

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