It had to happen. Plan a trip to California based around family and skiing, and it not only snows, it blizzards! Staying high in the Sierra Nevada mountains usually means snow this time of year, but two days after we arrived, a huge storm blew in from the Pacific, and before it was over, we ended up with about four feet of snow - on top of the who knows how many that were already there. Jim and Cory went skiing, but for these two southern boys, it was less than fun. Between the low visibility and high winds, they didn't get in very many runs before they were ready to call it quits. But kudos to Cory's girlfriend who took her first ever ski lesson high on the mountain, in conditions that would have caused anyone else to head immediately for the nearest warm bar. Speaking of which, we did end up spending quite a few quality hours in just such a spot. I never did more than walk back and forth between ski area and parking lot, but that was more than enough exposure for me. Actually, I LOVED all the snow, and would have stayed much longer to enjoy it if I could have. My MIL, who hails from Chicago, was very peeved to find so much snow to deal with after a winter filled with more of the white stuff than she cared for anyway. But being able to spend a few days with her three children, and their children, was more than enough to make up for it.
As for me, except for the snow, the trip was less than optimal. Too much babysitting of my SIL's youngest (totally expected, but NOT as much as what happened,) along with too much quality time with my MIL (who I do happen to like quite a lot) and not enough with the rest of the crowd, not enough time to knit, and finding the only yarn store in the immediate area closed added up to a blah vacation. The only bright spot for me was the snow. For most of the trip, it looked like this.
But of course, the morning we were leaving, the sun came out and it looked like this.
Ah! That's better.
Anyway, when I did get around to knitting, it only led to disappointment. Exhibit A - uncompleted and soon to be trashed sock.
What, you might be asking, is wrong with that? Pretty color, great pattern, and almost done. I give you Exhibit B.
With over an inch to go before beginning the toe decreases, this is all the yarn I had left from the skein. And then there was this - Exhibit C.
A big, fat slub. I tried knitting it in, but that was a no-go. I could cut it out, but see Exhibit B. I've said it before, and regret not sticking to my guns, but I will never, ever buy another skein of Claudia Handpaints yarn. I knew the yardage was shorter than other sock yarns, and the last two times I've used it there were slubs, unspun parts and knots (in fact, the other skein for this pair of socks had two knots in it - discovered while I was winding it.) At $12 a skein, this is just unacceptable, as is not having enough yarn. And I refuse to pay $36 for a pair of socks - $24 was bad enough. I gave in because I love the colorway, but that will not happen again.
But you know I didn't go on vacation with just one project, so I did what any knitter would do, and immediately cast on another pair of socks.
No complaints here - this is one of my all time favorite sock yarns - TOASTY!! I love this spring green color, especially with how cold it is here right now. I think these will be perfect for celebrating St. Patrick's Day next month. I'm pretty sure this is the Olive Tampanade colorway, but I don't have the label handy right now (Ms. Toasty, correct me if I'm wrong.)
It was quite a bit warmer here than California when we arrived home on Monday night. But a cold front was pushing in, and we were awakened very early Tuesday morning to the sound of high wind, and beating rain and hail against the window. Some of the metro area experienced a lot of damage, but we came out of it relatively unscathed. I spent all day yesterday doing not much of anything but recovering from the trip, although I did find time to cast on one of my Mission Possible projects.
These are knit from Debbie Bliss Baby Cashmerino, and I'm having fun cabling without a cable needle. The pattern is called Spindle Socks, and I think it's from a Debbie Bliss book. I wrote the pattern down some time ago, so I'm going to have to go looking for it to make sure I know where it came from.
My vest is sitting on the table waiting for me to sew down the pockets and put on some buttons. I should get around to that tomorrow - just in time for the weather to warm up again. It figures.