Chickenlips Knitting

Boring Subtly colored Kroy sock yarn, to knit another pair for Mr. Stitchjones. Of course I clean forgot my knitblogging friend's discovery, that the yardage on these is a scant 162 per ball, which means I should have bought 3 balls instead of just 2. Thankfully, it's readily available!



Heading to Spo-Compton tomorrow. I'm still planning to go to Paradise Fibers, but I am making a solemn promise to be good (spending-wise; there are no guarantees about in whose shoes Jimmy might "accidentally" poop) and only buy things needed to keep Stitchjones rolling...like dye. And Gawd as mah witness, I won't be going to any freakin' malls! This marks the first year where I am eliminating "Christmas shopping" as I have known it all my adult life. Not that I plan to make many gifts, as time is short; I just hate with a passion the fact that so much emphasis is on the retail aspect of the Christmas season, especially in these lean times, and I feel pressure to go out and do things I quit enjoying some time ago. I never go to department stores like Macy's and Nordstrom anymore, and so to please those on my list who really like stuff from those stores, I'll have to rely on my creative inspiration. Not necessarily knitting. I think my folks will get stuff like postage stamps, maybe a gift card to the Olive Garden, or whatever I can come up with to minimize their need to go out as they're both in their seventies and being a passenger with either one is terror inducing. I realize I could shop online at Macy's or Nordstrom, but doing so makes me feel like an unwilling participant in some sort of diabolical Christmas-shopping-department-store-artificially-generated-happiness machine. Or maybe I'm just getting older and more befuddled. It's just that there's something undeniably appealing about being able to get gifts at the same places I get groceries!