Of both the yarn and coat varieties. I told Becky in the first week of January that I’d show her some pictures, and then promptly forgot, because I am Chelsea and that is what I do.

Bright colors keep me alive in the wintertime, so I bought it on a great Cyber Monday sale from Asos. If I amortize the cost out, I figure I paid about seventy-five cents per compliment, so far.

The buttons were ugly and started falling off the day the coat came in the mail. I figured if I had to replace them anyway, I’d get something nicer. Sewing fifteen wooden buttons onto thick wool fabric wasn’t exactly a laugh a minute, but the effect was worth it.

Plus the skirt does the spinny thing. As all former nine-year-olds know, the spinny thing is the most important thing.

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Yarn acquisition has been slow so far this year. With all of the prep for Year of the Stash, I really got into the whole downsizing shiz. At the very least, I hope to end this year with less yarn than I started with. But souvenir yarn is immune to my downsizing drive.

We stopped at Yarn Harbor in Duluth on our way back from the cabin. Michael found a display of yarn from a farm about five miles away from where we spent the weekend, so of course we had to get some of that.

I suspect this will become the Architect’s Hat, but not for quite a while. I need to focus on getting ahead of the YOTS assignments, lest I lose my forfeit.

I don’t really need more laceweight, but this little cake of Juniper Moon Farm “Findley” kept sparkling at me out of the corner of my eye. I’m knitting a pullover out of a different Juniper Moon yarn right now and my affection for it may have colored my need for this. But I don’t care. I expect it will become something like the Solemio Shrug.

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Knitting progress has also been slow. Thumb and wrist are improving, but I’m skittish. In an effort to find other things to do with yarn while allowing my knit-muscles to rest, I’m looking into a rigid heddle loom.

Fellow Twin Cities Raveler Cathy gave me a kids’ version so I could see if I wanted to invest in a Cricket. The answer was yes, but I have to save up.

These Vancouver Fog armwarmers are the only knitted object I’ve finished so far this year. Knitted about 3x longer than the pattern called for, in Plymouth Tweed.

They were Mary’s Xmas present. She’s entirely knitworthy. Y’all know I live on approval and recognition; she feeds my ego and I knit her things. Seems a good partnership.

I’m totally framing this.