Well, last week spring made an appearance, like an outgoing kindergartner in the school play who just cannot wait for the cue before running onto center stage. It was beautiful. I basked in the sunshine, heedless of the trees budding prematurely in Georgia that will lessen the fruit crop (according to the paper). Europe, however, is getting all of our winter and more. The cold snap has killed up to 360 people so far. What a weird winter. It’s an interesting time to be alive, I think. Although, I wonder if it just seems like there is more going on, because we are able to observe the whole world rather than just our small corner of it.
The beautiful 3 days of 60 + temperatures made me itch to knit shawls, rather than this:
But, I finally finished the honeycomb hat (which I’m quite happy with), and got to start on this shawl.
About that time, the weather decided to do this:
Which was very exciting, especially since we were planning to head down to Gaithersburg MD to watch the Superbowl with Robin’s ex-roommate. We did make it through the snow, and we had a good weekend with Ben and his family. I got to help his little sister Allie start her first in-the-round knitting project, a great pair of fuzzy, bright blue fingerless gloves. She’s a fast learner and finished one glove in a day’s time; I was really proud of her. I wish I had a photo to show you. Because lace shawls are not Superbowl knitting, I was working on a baby blanket.
I do enjoy the Superbowl, but mostly because it provides about 4 hours of uninterrupted knitting time and good company.
Robin and I also really hit it off with Ben’s family’s cat, Max. Neither of us are really serious cat people, but Max was just so dang hilarious. Flushing toilets fascinated him, as did yarn, the garbage can, and hiding under the bed. I wouldn’t mind having a cat if he would have Max’s personality.
Oh, and one more thing, I learned to use a sphygmometer (blood pressure cuff)! My future-nurse husband taught me how. I am actually quite proud that I know how to take a blood pressure, even though it’s a pretty simple thing. 
I’ve found the ultimate in knitter eye-candy, and I’m off now to do a little bit of wishful browsing. Good night.
