So I got up extra early this morning, to get a jump on processing orders and also begin to catch up on the four thousand emails and other things that have gone by the wayside during Hell Month. Half an hour into it, the internet cut out. So did the phone and the cable, which may be a potent argument against these convenient and thrifty "bundled" services. Fortunately we had a cell phone with which to sit on hold and listen to recorded messages assuring us that if we got tired of waiting on the phone (whose service was provided by their rival), we could email them for assistance. I understand that multiple computers are now a basic necessity of life so that we can fill out online forms on one machine about the other's lack of function, and likewise, a cell phone with a different provider from one's home phone, but apparently we now need separate internet providers so as to have a fool-proof means of complaining about the one that's down. The outage lasted most of the day, the emails did not get written, and the orders did not get processed. They'll go out tomorrow morning instead.
Since most of my To Do list was now off limits, that left shopping. I picked up Advent calendar stuffers, and got a decent start on the kids' Christmas presents. And dyeing. I've got quick and luxurious gift knits on the brain, and small amounts of super-special yarns floating around that I've never properly added to the line-up: pure cashmere in a sport weight, an incredibly soft and lustrous merino/alpaca/silk single. I added some Wooly Moguls for super-quick hats and cowls, Camel Silk for phenomenal scarves, and Silken Mystic for those lovely, magical knitters for whom a laceweight shawl really is a last minute gift. I invented a scrumptious shade of ...... wait and see..... just for the occasion, and I'll show you next week.
Indulgence: cheese curds. Proper ones (that hardly ever show up in a grocery store in this part of the country), with which to make proper poutine, which we did.
I don't have a picture of the poutine though, so can you stand to look at more snow?
I do love the light on a winter afternoon.