I'm still standing...and knitting

Well, it has been a week now and I am starting to get better in some ways, but the cough seemed to be getting deeper, so yes, I went to the doc, and yes, got anti-biotics to head off bronchitis, so let's hope for a big up-swing. I have yarn to dye! I haven't wanted to go anywhere near the dye pots, or rather the citric acid powder and dye powder as they can be respiratory irritants and even tho I have a new respirator, I don't want to prolong this any more than I need to. So, onward and upward. Oh, and THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for all your concern and well wishes!!
In the mean time, I have had little brain capacity for the big red lacy blob, so I cast on a nice mindless knit, a little cropped vest from Twilley's in some Universal Poems from the stash. This yarn was meant to be the Bar Harbor Bag, but I wasn't feeling the colors there, and quite frankly I'm not too thrilled with them for this project either, but I'm reserving judgment until the end. I'm hoping it will be nice w/ jeans, although the colors are a bit too dull and yellowed out for me. It is serving its purpose, nonetheless, as a nice mindless way to keep my hands busy while I rest. I am knitting it in the round, instead of flat, as called for, because, well, I just don't want to purl. It's my knitting and I'll do what I want to. :P
I also resurrected and old, old knit much in need of finishing. Nearly a year ago I began a Norberta for Jacob -- he picked out the yarn, and I bought many other color combinations for gifts, btw -- and it was knit, but the pieces never sewn. I dug it pout, grabbed some batting and gave it a go. He had no recollection of the project, but was thrilled ot get his new friend nonetheless!


He has been dubbed, fittingly, Spike, and spent his first night as a fully realized toy exactly where he should, in the arms of my boy. I love knitting for my kids.