Knitting in the ER, and a wig purchase.

I have two knit nights: the one on Tuesdays that I've been attending for over ten years. And one I picked up earlier this year on Thursday nights. It's on the way home from work. That's what I thought would be happening night before last, but Middlest called me to say that Fourthborn needed to go to the ER because it sounded like kidney stones. Middlest knows a lot about kidney stones.

I need to start keeping a day's worth of my meds in my knitting bag, because I ended up taking my evening meds five hours late.

I put about another inch on the body of Avery's sweater. Roughly twenty rows. What you're seeing here measures three inches from hem to live stitches.

I ordered Adela's wig a few minutes ago. The blonde seemed too pale. The auburn seemed too intense. So I went with the two-tone brown, and it should arrive at the office early next week.

OK, I'm done. Going back to my blanket fort. It's been a long day and a half.

Nothing to see here ... but maybe something worth reading.

I put maybe two full rows on Avery's sweater body. That's it.

However, this evening Middlest gave me a crash course in Wig Buying 101. I learned which companies have stellar customer service, whose customer service has taken a nosedive, and why I might want to consider a particular company which makes wigs with plenty of hair but smaller wig caps, given Adela (yet to be renamed) and her cute airplane ears.

So I've spent an hour noodling around on the internet, much of it on the Monique website, and I've found four "definite maybes" and added that information to my spreadsheet.

I hope to have visible progress on one thing or another for you tomorrow night.

One of the things that I like about Etsy...

Is the back-and-forth with the artisan, getting the details just right, before the order is completed and shipped out. I just sent the artisan who created the alchemist's bookcase and the harp a link to last night's blog post, showing Celeste happy with her harp and Blessing happy to be reading.

The talent of some of these folks is just astounding. There is exquisite furniture coming out of Russia for the big dolls, and lovely 1/6 scale items are available from an artisan in Spain. The breakfast-in-bed tray and fixin's are coming from Austin. So happy to support a fellow artist closer to home.

Making a deliberately early night of it, as I have a 7:00a.m. appointment, and they want me there twenty minutes early.

Ahead: breakfast in bed.

I placed another Etsy order last Friday, this time for a 1/3 scale breakfast in bed tray. Plate, heart-shaped pancakes, strawberries, glass of orange juice, small bud vase with a rose. Expected shipping date is a week from Friday. Slightly ironic, as neither Blessing nor Celeste has a bed. I suppose that will be next.

Very little knitting today. I will probably get another row or two in before bedtime, but my primary focus at the moment is the (human scale) quilt I am working on.

In the meantime, here is a picture of Celeste with the harp. No more calls, please, we have a winner.

Blessing is quite content to sit next to her sister and read.

Night, y'all.

Knitting progress

It's been a wonderfully restful day. After church, lunch, and a nap, I spent the evening listening to General Conference addresses and working on Avery's sweater.

Between the knitting I did in Sunday School and Relief Society, and what I've done since coming home, I've added half an inch to the sweater body.

And since coming home, I've added another half inch on the third sleeve. It's after 11:00, and I should probably go to bed now.

Dude looks like a lady, and other doll meetup pictures.

The guy on the left is a girl. This is the fullset he came with. I discovered this after complimenting the owner on "her" outfit and being gently corrected. Not sure who is sitting next to him.

This one has a cat. And a chainsaw (unpainted as yet).

Two more lovelies.

This is how I felt after coming home with Middlest from the ER last week (minus the piercing, and wearing significantly more clothing).

These three are clearly plotting mischief.

As are these two. I think the one on the right looks a little like Goldie Hawn in her prime.

Just standing here, minding my own business.

And the last two. I did not take pictures of Middlest's or Fourthborn's dolls, as I get to see them all the time here at home.

Went to the doll meet tonight.

I think all three of us overdid it. Nevertheless, I'm glad I went. Fourthborn and I have been coming to these for roughly three years, and I'm finally getting comfortable in the group. It's very diverse, which I love.

We took Fourthborn home, and I drove back through scattered showers. We are currently under a severe thunderstorm warning (most severe level) and a tornado watch until 1:00a.m.

I took a lot of pictures, but I have no idea if any of them are worth looking at. I'm about to fall over from weariness, so the immediate priority is to clear off my bed and call it a day.