Snow!
Apparently I’ve sunk to the level of using my blog to record the weather. This is doubtless shameful. But I’ve checked, and there are far more shameful things on the internet, so I’m letting it slide. Because people…it snowed yesterday. And I almost missed it. I…erm…like snow. Especially the first snow of the year. It gets less charming some time around February, but for now it’s awesome. This snow came while I was asleep and was almost melted by the time I woke up. As such, I’ve made the executive decision that it’s not quite the first snow. It’s more like proto snow. It doesn’t count until there’s enough to put my hands on it.
And lest you think I’ve abandoned good sense and knitting all together, I’ll show you a sock. There’s actually a bit more of the sock than is seen in this picture. Thursday night The Boy and I went to a scotch tasting dinner at a local restaurant, Deagan’s. I’m trying to learn to like the stuff…so far my efforts consist mostly of attending events like this, making faces at the substances in my glass, and handing said glass to The Boy. He seems to be enjoying this program of study. While I liked only one of the drinks, the food was delicious, and I made good progress on the sock during dinner. It’s now almost to the end of the gusset decreases. With any luck at all it should be done next week. The pattern is all written, I just need pictures. It seems likely I’ll be able to get snowy pictures, which I’m sure The Boy will love modeling for. But standing about in socks in the snow in the interest of knitting promotion is something of a tradition around here, and it’s important to stick to tradition.
Super cute socks!
I like the sock!
Did you try the Macallan, or any of the Glenmorangie? If you did, and you didn’t like them, I think you should probably give up on single malts. If you didn’t get to try those, go back and demand they let you try the good stuff.
Let’s see…according to the menu it was Glenkinchie 12 yr, Talisker 10 yr, Craggamore 12 yr, Dalwhinnie 15 yr, and Lagavulin 16 yr. I liked the Talisker, but the others not so much. I am liking them more with continued exposure though, so I’m willing to keep trying!
I travelled Ireland with a friend who, while a big fan of beer of any sort, was less fond of whiskeys – it was a good pairing actually, with one of us always sober. Well…mostly always. So I think you and the Boy do indeed have a good study regime going. The sock is pretty nifty too.
Oh please hurry with the grey sock. That’s a beautiful pattern.
If you like Talisker then you are obviously more of a fan of the peaty whiskys. I much prefer the more heathery ones such as the Dalwhinnie. Oban is okay as well. And I’m with Catherine – love Glenmorangie, which comes aged in different casks for a slightly different flavour (ie. port, sherry, etc.).
I think the Boy gets the better deal if you keep handing him the whisky. But it keeps your hands free to knit, which is important.
Never fear, the socks should be out soon. Maybe even late next week. Almost certainly by the week after that. It will be mostly a matter of finding a time when a) I, b) The Boy, c) the socks, and d) the daystar can all be found at the same place at the same time!