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Yarn Along- the waiting edition

Two projects are in queue to begin as soon as the postal service kindly (and hopefully quickly) delivers my order from Knitpicks. One is for Olivia, who rarely is the recipient of my knitting. She wants a pair of fingerless gloves. Here is the pattern she picked. She also picked this yarn in aurora heather, though for the life of me I can't figure out how to link you straight to the color! It looks like I will be knitting on the equivalent of toothpicks! Size 1.5. Yikes! My most fervent wish is that I will have them done before the cold really sets in.

The second project is to make two new wool covers for Therese. One of them will be a regular cover. The other one will be my first attempt at longies. I will be using this pattern. I was just going to make the longies until I accidentally felted one of her covers a couple of weeks ago. It inadvertantly got thrown in the hot white load. Note to self: be more careful when sorting laundry.

I have been disappointed in my library for the first time. I have seen several reading suggestions on the Yarn Along that looked simply delightful only to find out that our library does not own these books. When we go for our weekly trip to the library on Friday, I will show up with a wish list in hand and request the purchase of said books.

Thank you, Ginny, as always, for hosting.

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  1. Visiting from Yarn along. Im so sorry your cover was felted.(I wish we'd had them when mine were little. It was plastic with elastic bands that ate their little legs up if we werent careful. Id have accidentally felted woolies tho!) I hope the longies turn out nicely. The fingerless gloves are beautiful. I may head over and save the pattern myself. My sister just moved to Germany with twin nieces. Im knitting them socks and think I need to get gloves done as well. You can never have too many!

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  2. I am often disappointed in our library, too. They used to solicit suggestions but then the state cut library budgets and they no longer do. I went looking just today for "Why Catholics are Right" and even though they didn't have it, I got it through Ohio Link from Franciscan U -- thought of you!

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  3. Good for you for requesting those books. I've been thinking I need to do the same with those "A is for" State books--for some reason, my library only has the Minnesota one! ;)

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