Of Knitting, Christmas and Otherwise; Cute Animals, Too

Hey, I never went into any detail about Christmas knitting, did I? That was because I was making something for my mother, and wanted it to be a surprise. In fact, the shawl I made for my grandmother was the same pattern, which is why I mentioned that but never went into detail. Time for detail!

I got the yarn for my mother's shawl at Coveted Yarn in Gloucester (love that store). The first one was from a local dyer, Toil and Trouble in Salem; the colors caught my eye, and the softness kept my attention. Then I found some Malabrigo in a complementary rose pink, which I thought would go nicely. I had a shawl in mind, a vague idea of a little shoulder covering for the cooler nights on the lanai when you just want a little something. Shortly, my search brought me to the pattern Piper's Journey, which intrigued me enough to pay for it--only $5, but there are so many good free patterns out there that I don't often pay for one. I was intrigued by the construction of this shawl, though, and I'm glad I decided to try it.

One factor in most shawl patterns is the need to either cast on a lot of stitches to start, or bind off a lot of stitches at the end. Then there are some patterns that also require picking up a lot of stitches at some point, and having just done that with the Bigger on the Inside, I was not eager to do that again! Piper's Journey is simple, though: you cast on just a few stitches, then knit along increasing every other row. It's simple garter stitch, so that part is excellent social knitting, and at least in the yarn I chose, the occasional oops is not very visible (ahem).

When the shawl is wide enough, you cast on a few more stitches at the end (this is where I switched to the other yarn, but you could certainly do it in the same; I just liked the multi for the garter section and the solid for the patterned border), then start the border pattern. You're continuing on the 18 stitches you just cast on, but every two rows you pull one of the live stitches from the shawl body into a decrease, so you end up using them all up along the way, until you finish by binding off those 18 stitches and boom, done! Very neat.

I was still smitten when I finished Mum's, and since my grandmother had admired it in progress in October, I decided to make her one for Christmas. It went fine too (other than the little running out of yarn issue, ahem ahem), but I felt no lure to cast on another right away, making this a very short jag. I can see making the pattern again one day, though.

The socks are progressing. The second purse sock is just past the heel, as of last night.

And the bike sock is also past the heel, moving down the foot.

I'm loving the California Dreaming shawl in the mink yarn, which is maybe half done. Someone at knitting the other night asked if it was about done and I said God, no! Then had to clarify that yes, it's getting to be a nice size for a small shawl, but I am using every bit of this wondrous yarn, so I'll just keep going and make a big one. I'll have to lay it out sometime, to see how it's looking, but for now, I just keep knitting.

I'm having lots of yarn and knitting thoughts lately, on top of all the things I already want to do "sometime" like the second TARDIS mitt* and TARDIS socks and fiddlehead mittens and sweaters with the yarn I have enough of, and so on (the Ravelry queue, it is not short).
*I think what's held me back on that one is my gut feeling that the first one needs to be redone. What I should do is make the second one the way I want to redo the first, and make sure it works out, before I rip the first one. We'll see.

Other thoughts I've had recently are

• that it's time to make Grandma's cat a new mouse; 
• that I want to look at the pattern for the mitered square blanket, with an eye to starting that after the shawl; 
• that I want to make some knit cuffs to wear under my gloves to cover the gap at the wrist, and that the leftover yarn from the cashmere socks I love might do very nicely for that (I didn't make those socks tall enough, a lesson I've now learned, but it leaves me with about 25 grams of quite nice yarn sitting around); 
• about the blue-face leicester yarn I bought at Rhinebeck last year. I've looked at patterns for that before, since I loved the idea of using it in a pattern that has maple leaves. The idea suits the colors so well! But none of the patterns I saw on Ravelry looked right to me. I'm thinking, though, that I could make a basic shawl pattern and incorporate a maple leaf square pattern like this one, and I might just like that! Early days yet on this idea, so we'll see how it progresses, but it's bubbling lightly on the back burner.

Seems like my stove has a lot of burners right now, doesn't it? How many does yours have? Knitting or otherwise.

In conclusion, I bring you some cute animals other than Carlos, for once. I watched the Bruins game at Mary Ellen's last night, and got pictures of her two (cute and friendly) cats, and one of her guinea pigs (didn't get a good photo of the other one, unfortunately).

My favorite: I got out the camera to capture Finnegan's blissed-out expression while he was getting scritched, and instead got the classic "Ooh, what's that?" shot.

I love cats.

The End of November

Somehow, November has flown by just about as quickly as October did. What's up with that? There are just three weeks, and three and a half weekends, until my Christmas departure. Christmas! Seriously! Wasn't it just ... well ... October?

It was, I'm sure. I was writing about trying to exercise, and how my doctor was concerned about my blood pressure being high. Remember? Of course you do. And since then, I've mentioned how I'm riding the stationary bike, hating it, but surviving it with the help of TV and especially knitting. I am here to report that I have kept it up well this month. See?

Not a lot, necessarily, but the trend is going the right way, and as my strength improves I'll be able to do more. The doctor says 30 minutes at a time is good. Ten still kills me most nights, but give it time, give it time. In the meantime, at least I have this to show for it:

About an inch to the heel. It's funny to think that I'll be able to see exactly how many knitting minutes it takes to make a sock.

Here it is in comparison to the purse sock:

Purse is slightly ahead of bike, though as it has almost a month's head start, the comparison isn't quite equal.

Speaking of the doctor, he said that the results of the cholesterol test were acceptable, and much improved from the previous one (which, since I didn't change anything in response to the first test [in May 2011] is kind of funny, but I'll take it), and my blood pressure today was still on the high side, but better than it was. He's giving me another six months to keep on fighting the good fight with the exercise thing, so we'll see how he likes things in June. Way too far away for me to worry about today (though I had a pang, making the appointment, of wondering if I'll still be at the same job then, my recent history being what it is).

Even funnier, to me, is that according to him I've lost a little weight; funny because my clothes don't fit any different, which is usually how I can tell there's been a change one way or the other. I saw him in early September; then again mid-October, when I was supposedly up four pounds; and now today, when I was down seven. Up four and down seven equals down three overall, which isn't that much, but still, weird. Makes me wonder about their scales, to be honest! Not to mention the blood pressures: I guess I really don't understand how it works, though he tried to explain it to me, because I don't see how the nurse clocked me at 120/100, then ten minutes later he got 138/86. That's just odd!

And I'm not going to worry about it. I'm going to keep biking, trying to eat better or at least not as badly as I want to, and frankly paying more attention to getting ready for Christmas. Three weeks! So much to do! I got a bunch of wrapping done the other night, and another bout like that will get me mostly done. I'm waiting for a few things to arrive in the mail, but I should be able to get to the post office in decent time for holiday arrival. I'd like to send some cards, too; perhaps I will do one tonight, so that I can say I started.

In conclusion, here is something that has no connection to anything I'm writing about. But how could I not share?

Still Tired, Slight Improvement, Look at Yarn

Gradually, my health improves. Today a friend came over for a belated Christmas, and I also left the house. No, I did! I went to the grocery store! It was great!

So I may still be slightly lightheaded. But I felt like I was safe to drive, and it's nice to have fresh supplies around the house. Such as vitamin C, of which I ran out on Christmas weekend (aka, about three days before I was felled by this bug). I swear, I kind of don't believe it helps with colds, but every time a bottle runs out, I get sick. Every. Single. Time. So, back on the C!

I did decide, reluctantly, that I'd better play it safe and not go out again, which meant no stitch and bitch tonight. I did want to go, but I'm still very tired, and I need to go to work tomorrow. So in lieu of that, I'll share some yarniness here tonight.

My mother suggested that fingerless gloves might be nice for when her arthritis is bothering her. I whipped this pair out in no time:


And was emboldened to try another pair as well:


If you are paying attention, you might see that this photo does not technically show a pair. The other hand is half done. Such is Christmas with a knitter! I'll finish the other soon.

In other knitting, I made a cowl and wristwarmers for my friend:


And in knitting for myself news, I finished the second of this pair on Christmas eve:


And immediately started the next pair. Due to the therapeutic power of knitting during a wonderful but overpowering Christmas day, I was past the heel before night fell. I started the toe today.

Santa also brought knitterly presents. For a start, my cousin got me a GC to my nearest LYS, which cracks me up as she is in PA (the powers of the internet!), and my grandmother gave me a check in a card in which (after the pre-printed "To wish you a joyous Christmas and Happiness throughout the coming year") she had penned "and lots more yarn". Smart woman!

My dear brother went into a yarn store in SF, and told me that when he was questioned about his knitter by the woman there, he told her that "She goes to Rhinebeck." Clever boy! He came out with this fun pattern book:


And this lovely yarn of many colors:


So both giving and receiving went well, yarnwise (and otherwise, but I'm yarn-focused tonight).

In other news, Carlos would like you to give thanks with him for the turkey breast I brought home from the store. (It's not all for him, but he doesn't know that.)


He's been a very comforting presence during my illness. Such a good boy deserves some poultry.

The Rest of the Christmas Update

So, let's see, when did I leave off? Last Wednesday, the 22nd. My brother arrived safely, getting a ride from a friend so we didn't even have to pick him up. We did in fact go to Mum's favorite restaurant* for dinner, then went looking at some Christmas lights before heading home to pack up for the trip.

*Not that I don't like the restaurant, by the way--I do! It's just that she loves it kind of as much as Miri loves Carlos.

Thursday morning, Christmas Adam, we hit the road, fueled by Starbucks, and drove to upstate New York. On the way, we noticed this odd, peeling sort of tree at a rest stop in MA. Anyone know what it is?


Just curious.

The weather wasn't great, and thus neither were the roads, but as we all knew, It Could Have Been Worse (ICHBW). We made it safely to Grandma's well in time for the wine hour, which is really what counts. Nice evening with the family, then off to the motel to settle in for the night (kind of early, but I was beat).

Christmas Eve was mostly a day in (at Grandma's, not at the motel). We had lunch, then hung around the afternoon chatting and watching TV and knitting (well, that was just me). In fact, I finished the socks I was working on (which I started there in October)(photos to come, of course), and had to run back to the motel for more yarn (I was farseeing enough to bring it on the trip, but not enough to bring it with me to the house as I neared the end of the raspberry socks). Once I had the Socks That Rock Lightweight to hand, I started the next pair:

And by Sunday evening, got to here:


And went on to the heel flap and started to turn the heel. Lots of knitting time, yes, but still, good progress! I'm pleased, at any rate. I did have to rip out a tiny bit tonight: not only had I started the heel and lost track of where I was, but I could see a mistake in the heel flap a few rows back, so I frogged and redid part of the heel flap, and am ready to start the heel when I have time to do it all through without stopping. (I have time tonight, but not the energy, I think.)

After dinner (yum), the adults went to church and left the kids to do the dishes (yes, the kids are 42 and 46; so?). This task is much less onerous with a dishwasher in the house, and we had time to relax, too. Very peaceful.

Oh, and we opened presents! Which was great fun, in both the giving and receiving. More deets to come, when my brain returns.

On Christmas, we had a lazy morning at the motel, then arrived at Grandma's before lunchtime. Around 1, we* left for the house of the cousin who "hosts" Christmas every year. The family makes a point of mostly all coming every other year; then whoever can and wants to come, comes the "off" year, which this was.

*except Grandma, who finds it too much for her, and prefers a peaceful afternoon at home

What that means is that there were about 15-20 people this year, roughly half what it is the other every other year. (Follow that?) I would have liked to see some of the people who didn't make it, but it is a little more low-key and laid back on the off years, and I appreciate not having to make complicated plans in order to move from room to room.

The company was good, the food awesome, the sense of belonging where you are priceless. I knit while watching the swap, which really is just about as fun as taking part, and looked through their Christmases-past photo album for the requisite trip down memory lane.

Really, the only unfortunate part of the day was that coming home, I started to get a headache. I lay on the couch at Grandma's for a while, then Mum packed me into the car and took me back to the motel. An early night (together with Alka-Seltzer, and a heating pad on the back of my neck) cleared things up nicely by morning. We took it easy getting ready, and arrived back at Grandma's on Sunday just as the carful of cousins pulled up, ushering in a long, fun, crazy day of food and family and presents and cards and probably more things I'm forgetting (that holiday blur effect, aka holidaze).

And that was it for the visit, as the next morning we left from the motel for the trip back. The traveling conditions again weren't perfect, but ICHBW. We drove back to an area that had had hardly any snow when we left, but got 18 inches while we were away. Since we were surrounded by snow on the trip, it didn't seem that startling to return to it, and fortunately we missed the actual snowfall driving delays, plus the driveway had been plowed and the steps shoveled out in our absence. Yes, it sure CHBW. We unloaded the car and relaxed for a while before heading out to dinner, visit number 4 to Mum's favorite restaurant. After that, I managed to stay awake just long enough to watch the Bruins win in a shootout, then crashed hard.

Tuesday, I again didn't have to work, which was wonderful. We had a pretty relaxed day, with Mum meeting an old friend for lunch while my brother and I ran some errands (first stop the car wash, to rediscover the dark-blue car under the layers of gray muck). (Also, how nice to go to Target and be able to get into the parking lot: good-bye, Christmas.) We had a really good dinner at Bertucci's, and a quiet night with the travelers getting all their packing completed.

And Wednesday morning, away they all went again, and the cats and I are finding our way back to normal. I had a really good holiday, and I'm not as overwhelmed as I remember feeling after last year's, but still it's time for the routine to reassert itself. This weekend is going to be largely devoted to mental health: I'm meeting friends tomorrow for dinner and a movie, but we're not making it a late night, and the rest of my weekend will be devoted to getting myself back on track, mentally as well as logistically. Basically, instead of "places to go, people to see, things to do," it's going to be things to do, no places to go, no people to see. Sounds just about perfect.

Merry Christmas, if that's your thing

If not, this should cover you:

Mood Elevation Wanted

Wow, I'm in a bad mood tonight! For several reasons, including but not limited to:

• A long and totally jerk-filled commute, including the guy who veered around me as I was getting into a turn lane, seriously, WTH?
• Coming home to find a notice for jury duty. Did I ever mention that I served on a jury in a murder trial? When I was 18?
  

So! Let's be cheery! As my dad used to say, "The key to success is sincerity. Learn to fake that and you've got it made."

My mom will be here, tomorrow... There, I feel better already! In 24 hours, we should be sitting down to dinner at her favorite restaurant.

Now, I actually didn't forget to mention the chocolate yesterday, I just let the music be its own post. Yesterday was Sand Dollars, mmm.



And today was Friendship Sweets.



Also, I finished up the last of my Christmas cards last night, and mailed them this morning, which felt like a milestone. I don't send out a lot compared to some people, less than three dozen, though I suppose that's more than others. Last year I got less than half of them done (I think; I don't seem to have kept track) before the project fell by the wayside of a tough holiday. I was happy that this year, I felt the pleasure, rather than the obligation, again.

Everyone has their own take on cards, which is fine by me. I like sending them (most years), like receiving them, don't mind not getting them from everyone I send them to ... it's all good.* I even put up the one from the newspaper carrier, and he's hardly a favored friend (he was late this morning, argh).

*Well, except for that one passive-aggressive card sender. But let's not talk about that, it spoils the mood I'm trying to improve.

I also scanned my card for posting here on the 25th, by which time the mailed cards should all have arrived (or that's the hope, anyway). I got the cards in early November, and have been waiting to show them to you ever since.

I also wrapped the first presents of the year last night, having decided that it was easier to wrap my mother's gifts before she arrives (call me crazy). It was fun in that seasonal way, wrestling with the roll of paper and the tape.

I have a small follow-up note to the music post of yesterday: I discovered that my MP3 player, in addition to playing stored music and FM radio stations, will record from the radio too. Now I have Bruce's Santa Claus to listen to whenever I want. (I have it on tape somewhere ... and I may have the 45 in a box, to be honest.) Neat!

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There hasn't been a lot of job-search-related news to pass on lately, December being what it is for job hunters. I did hear about a proofing position this week, but unfortunately it's in New Hampshire, roughly double my already-not-short commute, and I thought it over and decided I am not willing to spend 3+ hours a day, 5 days a week, on the commute. That's not my road to happiness. I just keep holding on to the hope that January will be better.

There are some amusing notes in the search, though. For instance, the e-mails I get related to the job search, which range from obvious-autobot (sales? really? franchise opportunities? me? you think? based on what exactly?) through agency recruiters and into some odd-ball territory. For instance, this rings some warning bells:
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We are looking for Proof Readers for our office in Burlington, MA. 1+ year of experience, we can also consider freshers with Bachleors in English.
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Freshers? Bachleors? They need more than just a proofreader, I think. I also think I have to trust my instincts, and for this one, they're telling me No.

Or this one. All spelling and punctuation is as sent; only names are redacted. I've highlighted the "best" parts in red.
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Dear, firstname lastname

JOB OFFER

Our establishment is deslighted to put forward you the position of Secret Shopper in Oh-Really Group Inc. after coming across on your CV at CareerBuilder online. Our HR department did its best to study your autobiography and remained to be pleased. We hope that your experience will be among our most valuable assets.

Necessary Criteria for being employed:

1. Age: older than 27
2. Internet access
3. 3-5 hours of free time every day for taking your professional assignments
4. Clean record

Job Benefits:
As it goes, Secret Shopper is an perfect way for employees to derive revenue in the process of providing feedback, making comments, making of, commenting out to establishment. This is a real challenge for you to get to the top of the career enjoying things you like above all. For instance, one may eat in café or buy things in online stores reveling in life and helping business at the same time.

Remuneration:
Your every month wages may come to $1,500-2,000.

Time Limitation of the Position:
On account of the great amount of candidates for this position, this office is time-bound. So, it is strongly recommended for you to provide us the necessary information about yourself ASAP.

To become the contributor of our organization:

1. Please go to our site: Oh-Really Group Inc.
2. Register yoursel
3. Download, read take a close look at thoroughly a contract and underwrite it on a compulsory basis.
4. Tell us the closest Walmart shop to you. Specify the exact address. Five shop are max. In Accepting this employment offer, you confirm that your work will be on at-will basis and resign any claims against Duh Inc.and its team.

About Oh-Really Group Inc.:
Our establishment is involved in work with other entities to improve grade on an international scale by applying anonymous resources. We cooperate in a team with over 300 entities world-wide. Our main work includes marketing and cooperation with merchandising firms, private investigation companies, training organizations and other entities that are drawn in Ghost Shopping services. Our member organizations deal with their consumers in order to establish the system of enhancing level of attendance.

Regards Faithfully

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And then it wasn't signed. Doesn't it just fill you with confidence? Don't you wish you could work for such people?

Yeah. So, anyway, for those who made it this far: any other suggestions for cheering myself up? Other than watching these over and over, I mean?

The Music of My Christmas

Two weeks ago, I pondered the animated Christmas specials; this week, now that I'm in the mood to hear it, Christmas music is on my mind.

There are songs I like, songs I love, songs I hate.

There are the songs I want to hear at least once every year, songs that I crank the volume on every time I hear them on the radio*, songs that I shrug at but will listen to, and songs I could happily never hear again in my life.

*Five minutes apart of different stations? Singing every word each time.

There are whole albums I love (Muppets, Charlie Brown, Nutcracker), songs from the cartoon specials that earn their favor through sheer sentiment, and artists who charm me with almost anything (Bing Crosby, Johnny Mathis, Dean Martin, Nat King Cole ... who am I forgetting?). The lists so far:

Love

• The Bruce Springsteen version of Santa Claus is Coming to Town. Not only do I love the singer (I'm a big Bruce fan, especially Early Bruce [Born to Run!]), but when he's singing the refrain and Clarence starts ho-ho-ho-ing behind him and Bruce is cracking up as he sings, I laugh Every Single Time. (This isn't the same recording, but it's the right era.)
  
• Christmas Canon, Trans Siberian Orchestra
  
• Do They Know It's Christmas, by Band Aid. Child of the 80s alert!
• Father Christmas, by the Kinks. Haven't heard it yet this year! Danger, Will Robinson! (Whew.)
  
• The Twelve Pains of Christmas
• Little Saint Nick, by the Beach Boys. Of course, the Muppet version of this is priceless, with Animal "encouraging" the reindeer to run.
• All I Want for Christmas is You. Probably because I associate the song with the scene from Love, Actually, which is a good movie to watch this time of year, incidentally. Though much as I love the version from the movie, I laughed until I cried at the latest hockey phenomenon, which is a video of the Belfast Giants team lip-syncing to Mariah's version. Hysterical! Props to the whole team for a sense of humor as well as quite well-executed choreography, and extra props to the guy who was willing to do it while dressed as an elf. Now I wish I could go to one of their games.
  
• Mary's Boy Child
• Baby, It's Cold Outside. This is on the list due to another one of those good rendition/association instances. Are you a fan of the TV show Glee? I've never seen it, but when I saw some clips on a blog I read recently, I watched them and really enjoyed them (which, hello 20th Century Fox, why do you revoke the clips? Don't you want me to be enticed into watching your show? Fine, here's another listing of Hey Soul Sister). I'm borrowing season one from a friend after the holidays, but in the meantime, I have a soft spot for the song because of this.
• 12 Days, by the a cappella group Straight No Chaser. I heard this for the the first time this morning, and it was on my list before the song was over. Fantastic! It's not new, so how have I never heard it before? (This is why it's worth listening to the Christmas-music-playing-stations, despite the many-times-a-day repeating of those songs on the next list.) Awesome mash-up of multiple Christmas carols, plus Toto's Africa. I don't have time now to listen to every other song they've done, but it's something to look forward to after the holidays.

Also, in the not-Christmas-but-holiday category, Adam Sandler, naturally.

Hate (at least after the first hearing of the season)

• Feliz Navidad
• I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus
• A Wonderful Christmas Time
• Step into Christmas
• So This is Christmas (sorry, John, but it's depressing)(and overplayed)
  
• Santa Baby
• Last Christmas
• anything by the Jackson 5
  

Perplexed by:

• Mr Santa, to the tune of Mr Sandman
• Give the Jew Girl Toys (that Sarah Silverman, eh?)
• Dominic the Donkey
  

What music is your Christmas?

A few more notes of Christmas

What kind of slacker chocolate-advent-calendar-reporter am I? I missed days and days here!

Well, all right, I haven't done Saturday and Sunday yet. You can't say I "missed" today's report, but still. Sheesh, ccr. Get with the program.

Sooo, Saturday was Sweet Shells:



Sunday was mmm-mmm Marblehead Mints:



And today was pretty Periwinkles:

Whose feet could those be?

Now, where am I? I decorated my tree yesterday, so it's all pretty and Christmassy here Chez Cat Hair. I really wished for camera in hand as I got into bed last night and both cats came along, and simultaneously sniffed branches. It was very cute; you'll just have to imagine it. (Carlos on the left, Miri on the right.) I do have pictures of the tree itself, maybe they'll show up here tomorrow.

So, I reached a new point in The Knitting Thing recently--I haven't crossed the line, but I'm standing looking over it, trying to decide if this is a good idea or not.

My mother sent me a sweater, just-because, a Christmas-y sweater in the better sense of the description; it's white with a red "bow" around it. Kind of cute, right:


I like it, and more to the point, I tried it on and liked the way it looks on me, which does not always follow. Except. The neckline.

My first response was, "It gives me a double chin!" Then, more rationally, I admitted, "It accentuates my tendency toward a double chin." However you spin it, the fact is that the neckline does not suit me. It doesn't feel great, but it looks worse. "Too bad," I said, and headed toward the bag of clothes-to-donate to put it in.

But then. I paused, hearing a voice wondering, "Hey, knitter, could you take the cowl-neck off? And then do something knitterly? In red, even? Maybe?"

And I just can't tell, does this voice speak of madness, or possibility? Let me hasten to add that I am NOT thinking of trying to get this done for this holiday season. I am all about getting things OFF the to-do list right now, not putting anything ON it. But. Maybe?

I brought the idea up at stitch and bitch tonight, and they suggested I bring it in for a consult, so I'll do that in the new year. We shall see!

Closer and closer to the Christmas Spirit

For the last couple of years, I've gone to a Christmas choral concert with friends, which is a fun way to get into the spirit of the season. I can't sing, but I can enjoy music. Generally, I like most of the program, don't like a few pieces, love a few pieces, which isn't a bad track record.

Last night was time again, and it was even better than last year. The music was so beautiful; I got goosebumps during the madrigal Carol of the Bells, and the full chorus doing O Holy Night was gorgeous.

Plus the building is beautiful. We were in the balcony this year, which was a fun different perspective.





I had fun taking pictures of the carved railing in front of us. I mean, really:


These guys!


And peeping at the scene below, including lovely tree.


They always end with the Hallelujah Chorus. One of my favorites!


Nice job, people!

Now, when I saw "Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy" in the program, I was a bit puzzled. It's not like there are lyrics! (Listen here if you need a refresher on which part of the Nutcracker it is.) So when they started, I grabbed my camera to share. The visual isn't much, but listen!



Creative people!

Happy Christmassy Things

I'm going to make this brief, as I have plans this evening and much I'd like to do before then. Still, there are some happy little things to share, and I hate to put that off!

First, I'm not sure I've blogged before about the simple "Christmas" candies that I like to make every year. There's nothing objectively Christmassy about them, but if you only make something at Christmas, it becomes a Christmas thing by default.

Take these:


Chocolate chips, butterscotch chips, cashews, and chow mein noodles. (For twelve ounces each of chips, you want about 2 cups of the dry ingredients, but it's flexible.)

And they become these:


Which are not much to look at, but are delicious, I tell you. Crispy and sweet and salty and delicious. And seriously, so easy!

• Chop up the nuts a bit (and trust me, I'm not a cashew fan, but they belong in these), and break up the chow mein noodles into smaller bits.
  
• Melt the chocolate and butterscotch chips in the microwave, stirring frequently, until smooth. (This part is best handled as a don't-leave-the-kitchen task. It only takes a few minutes.)
• Mix in the nuts and noodles and stir until coated.
• Drop spoonfuls onto waxed paper, or into cupcake liners if your aim is better than mine.
  

It's hard to make them tidy! But you can make them any size you want. I made mine last night, and they were fully set this morning. And so, so good.

Next! You may recall some whining from me about the recent non-workage of my VCR, including the realization that my Christmas specials are all on video, not DVD. My mother, kind soul that she is, was touched by my plight, and to alleviate the potential horror of a season without Snow Miser, she sent this:


It's a craptastic picture, but you get the idea: a VCR! She found it at the local charity store, and mailed it up to me. I was thrilled!

So, you say, why are you only mentioning it now, when it arrived a week ago? Well. I've mentioned before how I have this old TV, and of course the setup includes not just the VCR, but also a DVD player and the cable box. So it looks like this:


We're going to pretend that you don't see the reflection of my pajama'ed legs and messy living room here, right?

See all the cords? Very scary. And this is only a workable, not an optimal setup: I can't record on the DVD player, and I have to manually switch a cord to the VCR to watch videos. My plan is to buy the new TV after I am permanently-full-time employed again, and have someone with the abilities make everything perfect again.

In the meantime, this was the best I could do, and it was doing all right until the VCR stopped wanting to fulfill its prime directive (i.e., play tapes). So I switched out the old one and put in the new-to-me one, and ... it didn't work. That is, I could hear that it was clearly playing, but the TV was not getting the signal, and the screen was blank.

So, I stopped. I didn't want to get all fussed about it, so I took a step back. I tried again another day, and same deal (with me, doing the same thing does not always have the same result, so no matter what Einstein said, it's worth trying).

Today, I wanted to watch a Christmas special while I was doing something, so I decided I would make another stab at it, and if it didn't work, I would back away again. In looking over the connections again, I noticed a previously overlooked switch on the back of the new VCR for the "channel 3 or 4" setting, and when I changed that, it works!

I just watched The Year Without a Santa Claus and it was wonderful. It's the little things, man. Happy little things to you, too.