… Gingerbread men, that is. I made double the quantity and rolled the dough out thinner so I ended up with nearly 50 men. I’ve popped them in the freezer in little bags of 6 until they are needed – the icing I use dries pretty quickly so all I need to do is remember…
I always find it funny how Nina Simone throws her liver into that song (I think it’s being used as on a Ballygowan or Flora advert right now). Anyway, I do have toes. Ain’t got no feet though… yet After all the drama this sock has been through, finishing up the toes was a total…
After the downer of breaking some of my sock needles, I have finally made it to the toe of my first sock. These Opal bamboos are holding up pretty well but there’s no denying that 2mm is really tiny. I hope I get the second one finished up in time! I finished the lace wrap…
I figured since it’s already December 1st, I should get some Christmas baking done. I can’t explain it, but baking up stuff that I can’t eat is really fun to me. So what do you make when you get everything out and discover you’ve only one egg? Why, gingerbread men of course! They tried to…
Ok. One broken needle justly deserved some screams. But another? This is beyond the beyonds I can’t work in such conditions! This one just snapped in my hand last night. I think I should bin the remaining three and spare myself the torture (coincidentally, my examining work brings me eerily close to an unbrittle needle…