Spaghetti was returned to his home in time for Christmas, and though we expect he will make a full recovery, he does not have enough feathers to go outside yet. The less scruffy-looking bird is Meatball, Spaghetti's bird-raised nest mate, brother, and protector. I was a little afraid that they would not get along, but they seem to remember each other. Whenever I went to see how they were doing, Meatball would try to get between Spaghetti and I while Spaghetti tried to get near me in hopes of getting fed.
The Husboy and I had an adventure day up in Idyllwild to enjoy the snow and try out our woolys. Yes, he has his Swell on backwards; we didn't notice until we were back in the car, trying to get some traction on the ice so we could head home and defrost.
And one of the reasons I love my father. For those without ladders (I am one, don't laugh), the sticker between my dad's feet says: "Do Not Stand at or above this level. YOU CAN LOSE YOUR BALANCE.
I am also happy to report only one holiday knitting disaster: I gave my step-mum an elbow length Evangeline with an IOU for the second. On our last night visiting I am knitting away and run out of yarn. One row, a bind-off, and a thumb away from completion. So much for stash-busting.
3 comments:
Take off the first thumb, use it to bind off, and either make them thumbless or use a coordinating color yarn for both thumbs.
That's an excellent idea about the contrasting colored thumbs. You two look great enjoying the outdoors, and I know I've said it before but I LOVE tha names of your birds, Spaghetti and meatballs, too funny
Love the evangeline I made the short ones and love wearing them.
Wishing you and your loved ones a very happy and healthy new year and I don't forget you just busy living IRL ;o)
Big hugs and xxx
Valeria.
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