They’ve cracked. Totally and completely lost it. Bursting into the house after being outside for over an hour this evening walking the dog, the three teenagers demanded candy.
We have none in the house.
Nor is there any gum, nutella, or anything remotely resembling deserts.
Now, during the regular portion of their lives, the teens will go days without needing sweets. But this is the last day of Passover and they are desperate. Wanting candy badly enough, they even contemplated walking or taking their bikes to the Shoppette, but it is likely to be closed before they get there. Not wanting to take that chance, there was prowling in the cupboards.
Even practical here, I suggested that they make candy. We have cocoa, we have butter, and we have sugar—have at it.
After first denying any interest, I am hearing sounds in the kitchen. The complaint was that they didn’t have a receipe. But the cocoa tin has directions for chocolate frosting. What is frosting but spreadable candy?
I have no idea if they succeeded, there was no offer to share.
Rather than tackle another UFO, I cast on the Cottonwood. 230 stitches on my 4,0 mm needle. Ten rows later I did the purl row, increased the needle size, joining the body in the round with a five stitch steek. After knitting enough rounds so that the facing was flat, I pulled out the provisional cast on (crochet around the needle method) and bound off the live stitches with those in work. Being careful to make sure the facing was the second stitch so that only the front color showed. There were also a few stitches decreased in this round.
This is not mindless knitting. I can’t listen to books while knitting this vest.
That means that I got to start another sock. This is out of Opal’s Tiger, which has been hanging out in my house since about 2000. Yes, this is an original ball, picked up at the factory in Hechingen. The pattern is vanilla sock on 64 stitches, so it is likely going to George.
While hunting around, I also found The Audiobookstand with a fairly decent bargain section. When I am done with audio books, I normally donate them to the library unless there is an overwhelming need to keep them.
Tomorrow it is back to work. Bleh.