A Quiet Saturday

Actually, most of my Saturdays are quiet.  I kinda like it this way.  Except I wish Cox Cable would put something good on.  I'm experiencing withdrawals from my PBS British shows as they took them off for their holiday fund drive. I would be more inclined to send them off some money if they had left my Saturday programming on, but I digress.

I thanked Bootsie for helping me out last night.  I think I pulled a muscle or tendon in my good hip.  It hurts in the front, right on the ball and socket.  I'm feeling better today, until I step the wrong way. It's probably the cold. Winter has come to the desert early this year.

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Dinner was wonderful.  We had pre-planned in advance who was going to cook what awhile back.  My job was the pies.  Nobody seemed to mind that we were lacking pie with all the stuff.  I'll make it up to them.

 I'm truly blessed to have made the friends I have down here.  When there are people who are supposed to care and don't, I'm amazed when I have people who don't have to think twice about me but do anyway.  I treasure them.

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Another thing that amazes me, while I do appreciate those of you who comment, please don't stop.  It's the people who come back every post, quietly read then go on about their day.  I don't know who you are, just the general area my stats show.  It amazes me that there are people out interested enough to keep coming back and quietly leave.  Makes wish I could have a pot of tea or coffee with something tasty waiting for you.

I have to tell you, I'm getting burnt out on all this gift knitting.  I just want to go back to my slutty butterfly ways and flit from one wip to the next.  All those old projects are getting jealous of the new stuff coming and getting finished while they just sit languishing in my totes.

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Today I finished up the silk, which meant I had to wind the Shetland off my large plying bobbin. I've been dreading this, as I had to leave my electric skein winder back in NY.  Manual winding onto my niddy noddy puts a hurt on my shoulders.

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This picture shows only 100 wraps, I've since finished and began plying the silk and alpaca.  I didn't quite get the yardage I was hoping for.  The fiber had compacted in the spinning and wasn't quite as thin as it seemed until I started the plying, which is peddling my wheel in the opposite counter-clock wise direction, thus removing a bit of the twist from the plies.  I did let the ply twist back on itself several times, but it was deceiving me.

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There is going to be a contest here this week, be sure to check back. I know what the contest will be, I'm just poking through the stash trying to decide what the prize will be, I do have some idea, and it will be good.  I'm going to the P.O. next Saturday or the following Monday, so I figure while I'm there I will send something special out to somebody who will appreciate it.

Dammit has been chasing  and pouncing me the past few days, like I'm one of the cats.  I don't know what's up with that.  Since my British shows aren't on, I put his Zeppelin dvd in for him.  He's currently hanging out with Betty under the futon, with his pipe full of catnip.