I'm not sure why I haven't been knitting more this break, but I haven't. There was Christmas, of course. Tuesday we celebrated Boxing Day with friends, I cleaned off my desk (that was an event, let me tell you--sorting books to take to the library book fundraiser, separating papers that must be saved and papers that must be shredded and papers that just went into recycling, cleaning the surface when it finally showed itself-- and then Tuesday evening we watched a documentary about a chef, Jeremiah Tower (it was good. It was a DVD on Netflix). Yesterday I finished book revisions, Tim worked on his dissertation, we took the dogs for a good walk, and then went to a gathering at the farm (I didn't see Calypso, the alpacas were all in for the night). But I have knit this:
OH! I've also been Wobbling. Tim gave me a Wobble board for Christmas. I've done a few workouts on it and I can feel it already in my core. When I got it out of the box the first thing I saw was "for ages 18-55 only" and I thought "Not Today, Wobbleboard" and just defied that warning.
I'm reading a YA novel called "Nevermoor" which is yet another "Next Harry Potter" but is actually good. The main character is a girl (Morrigan Crow) with a horrible family who gets spirited away to compete for a place at a school in a magical kingdom. Sound familiar? It is good though.
Today we're going to drive up to Albany (about half an hour or so from here) to see a carousel made by hand by local people. There's an alpaca. Of course there is.