We've had a delightful winter season that has been mild and breezy. I'm not complaining though some folks (*cough Bigbad *cough) have been hoping for a bit of that gunky rain sludge stuff and biting winds. Right before Christmas we experienced some Southern flavor from the storm that dumped all that snow up in those northern states. Basically, it was cold enough to wear my coat to work.
It was cold enough for Bigbad to wear what I call his lumberjack shirt. We weren't sure where this shirt came from when we found it in the closet recently (it really has been so warm here these past few years we weren't sure which set of parents it belonged to). The sawdust in the pockets gave it away. This was a Bigbad Dad shirt.
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| I didn't pose Bigbad like this. But doesn't this look like some kind of senior high school portrait shot? The casual look. |
My sister is addicted to fiber crafts. You should really see her stock pile of skeins and collection of half started projects. She happens to be very talented with her crochet hooks. They are absolutely her medium. I once thought it would be fun to learn to crochet. That lasted all of one afternoon. I was trying to learn from a left-handed mom of a friend. Talk about confusion.
Anyway, my sister crocheted this sweater. She picked out all of the colors herself, which I am very thankful for. I'd be too fussy to ever decide. I love the natural brown and the purple edging.
Folks are always shocked when I tell them because they expect it to be knit. It's such a quintessentially handmade sweater. It is itchy and can be tight (no hiding lunch babies), and I'm always so scared that I will ruin it when I wear it and wash it. So I only break it out a few times during winter.
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| Remind me not to talk when my picture is being taken. Also, I'm trying out this thing where I don't do anything with my gray hairs. I'm trying to justify my laziness with the idea that I'll be one those people that can rock the gray streaks. |
Wool sweaters, cups of creamy soup, period movies (and anything with Colin Firth) are my favorite accessories for cold weather.
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It really is my lumberjack jacket: my dad, then eventually I, wore that jacket when we were splitting wood. It's nice because it is warm, but not such a fancy jacket that you get upset if it gets crud all over it.
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