I've finally finished my Lady February sweater. Ian says he likes it. I'm not in love with it but I think part of the problem is the wool I spun this yarn from - Targhee. I think I need to wash it again and instead of blocking it, I need to stretch it. Targhee is so crazy boingy stretchy that it doesn't drape. It would be great in a pullover. Know thy yarn, or I should say wool! Lucky on the buttons - they came from something Melissa got at the Goodwill and didn't like.
I cut the soap after lunch into bars and now the three week curing count begins. I'm such an impatient person - my mother would never believe that I do this. I can't believe it either!
I used a medley of citrus-like scents. I didn't want to smell like a lifesaver. I didn't know if my shredded peel would show in the soap but I think it looks marvelous.
Ian went up into the Sierras about four more times last year than the year before and it's a good thing. All the hardwood is gone; this is pine. Today is the third day without a fire in the woodstove. It got up to 75.6 and we both spent a lot of time trying get yard work done. Between that and moving Melissa, I'm sore tonight.
I packed the car earlier today and I'm ready to leave in the morning at 7:00. Melissa sent me a message this morning that the park we're installing the yarn bombs in is having a Reno Block Party at 10:00. I don't know what that means exactly, but I do think at would be the best International Yarn Bomb inauguration ever.
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