Thursday, December 10, 2009

Thursdays Are For Knit Group And Survivor

Despite the first, serious, snow-squall warning of the season, most knitters made it out to the Christmas lunch. Although my pictures seemed to have missed the frivolity, there was lots of laughter, good food and fun.
Being the only exuberant, 'talk-with-my-hands' knitter at the table, I was the only one to bring my water glass crashing down on the table breaking it into several pieces. Oh well. No extra charge.

After lunch, we headed off to knit. Gail liked the Martini Glass Dishcloth I took in last week and googled the pattern to make one for her friend.
She finished her 'newfie mitts',
and when Sandy admired them, said " Merry Christmas. Please keep them."
Sandy showed them off in her best Wilson (TVs, Tim Taylor's neighbour who never showed his entire face) pose.

Here's Sharon doing her 'dog look'. She knit a little dog sweater. Slightly felted for extra warmth. Whatever happened to dog fur/hair? That is what used to keep dogs warm.

On to Survivor. It amazes me that a rocket scientist and a doctor - both smart people obviously - haven't yet caught on to Russell. Will tonight be the night someone sees the light?

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