We had a great time at knitting this week at Marylane’s house.  All of our regular gang was there; Marylane, Leslie, Mary, Michele, Julie, Carol and Marsha plus a guest, Robin!  Glad to see you Robin!  I have to inject a personal note here and thank all my wonderful knitting buddies for the condolence card and gift that they gave me on the death of my mom.  You women are so precious to me.  Thank you.  It was so great to be back to semi-normal after a wild and weird and sad week in Nashville.  To be among my friends, knitting and talking and drinking wine was a real balm to my spirit.

Michele just finished her ‘magic loop’ socks and celebrated by buying some new sandals to show them off.  A little birdie told me that the sandals were muy expensive, but the socks look excellent in them.

Hey, if Michele buys a new pair of shoes for every pair of socks that she knits...hmmm. She'll need another job!

In addition to the socks, Michele knitted a couple of Christmas hats for her nephew and niece.  Very cute!  I remember knitting hats last year, but not this year – I’m loafin’ and just makin’ stuff for myself!

Still life with pom-pom.

Leslie knitted a beautiful table runner for her daughter and new almost son-in-law.  She promised to take a photo of it on the Thanksgiving table.  In the meantime, she did a little samba with it as a poncho.  Hey, whatever makes ya dance is OK.

Ai, chihuahua! Caliente senora!

Here is a rather more sedate picture of Leslie showing Robin the table runner.  Personally, I prefer the hoochie-koochie pic, but that’s just me.

Pretty no matter how you present it.

Well, well, well, our little Julie is turning the BIG 5-0!  Finally, she’s in the proper decade!  Well, not proper as in acting proper, but closer to the rest of us!!  None of us are very proper, now that I think of it.  This is how Julie and Marylane reacted to the news.

Julie: OMG, 50! Marylane: ONLY 50? Arrgh!

Remarkably, we all get along regardless of age.  After all, age is only a state of mind; a number; a butterfly in the sky or the ominous ticking of the clock.  Choose your poison, women.  I prefer not to worry about it.

Julie is actually knitting a sweater FOR HERSELF!!!  And I like it.

Happy birthday to yourself, Jules. And many more.

She looks pretty smug about it, doesn’t she?  As well she should, the Queen of top-down sweaters!

Mary finished her seed-stitch scarf for her daughter-in-law and it is beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.  Mary gets the medal for best improvement in knitting since she started last year!  Wow, Mary, you’re goooood.

Pretty scarf! Nice fringe.

Our sweet Carol sat demurely knitting for a LONG time and then calmly dropped the LOVE bomb into our circle.  I think we all dropped a stitch or two.  She is going to California to meet up with her online honey and we can hardly wait to hear how it went…Carol, you are quite a catch.

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Well, that’s about as much excitement as I can stand for one week.  I’m so late getting this blog posted that it’s almost time for the next meeting!  Sorry.  At least I didn’t skip it altogether!  See you next time at Leslie’s house and we will all catch up on Turkeyday!  Gobble gobble.

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