1979 Brawdy Wales. This is the first sweater I knitted. Doesn't Missy look so happy? I don't think she liked the sweater.

1991 Kingsbay Georgia. I think she liked this one better.

Wednesday knitting group

Today's knitting was just plain fun. The girls practiced yarn overs starting with knit 4 and added one stitch each garter row.
It was exciting to see just how much they got done in one hour.

As usual there was a lot of laughter!

M showed off her hand bag. She not only knitted it, but she also put in a zipper and a liner. Such talent and she's only been knitting for less than 2 years.

Once again let's play "who's hands are these?"

Grand kid photos

No knitting today, but I do have photos of the grand kids. More on Flickr.

Trina's Kids








Missy's kids















Keep on knitting!

Knitting news

Yesterday was "Knit" Day at work. I had forgotten my lunch, but a non-knitting coworker ran out and got me a sandwich. I took bites of the sandwich between helping the knitters.


The girls are all at different levels of experience, but they sure are working hard. Look at their faces.

This week I showed them Yarn Over. We spent most of the time laughing.

Let's play "who's hands are these?"

Did we win big? No, but then we weren’t losers either. Here’s what we did. We spent 2 days playing “slots”, eating and a little drinking. The cost? Only $40! That includes tips and junk food on the trip. Tom and I had a great time. No photos, but lots of memories.

Our 34th wedding anniversary was on Sunday. I gave Tom his favorite champagne. He won’t spend the money to buy it, so I got it for him. What did I get?

Let me tell you a story first. Over 20 years ago, my mother gave me my grandmothers wedding set; white gold and diamonds in an antique setting. The wedding band was a simple thin white gold band. I loved the set and wore it daily. Not necessary my smartest move. In 1999 the set went missing. I seldom took them off, but I had been having some problems with my fingers swelling. Not sure if I lost it while wearing them, or if I left them on my desk at work. In any case, they were nowhere to be found. Crying wouldn’t bring them back, but I cried anyway.

Here’s where Tom showed just how much he cared. He couldn’t find a copy of the diamond ring, but he found a white gold band that is so very similar to my grandmother’s that it made me want to cry again. Yep, he got me a wedding band. I love it.
Remind me to someday, tell you about my grandmother “granny grits”.