Saturday, August 09, 2008

Hot Knits, with Wombat

What does one do when it's too hot and sweaty to knit?
Well, if you're me, you try anyway. But there are always distractions.

Distraction #1:

Dillon. With friend.

If you want some chuckles, try explaining to a Norteamericanito what a wombat is. First of all, it sounds like a made-up word.

Secondly, I don't know all the words to "One Woolly Wombat." I don't even know where my copy is!

But the boys thought he was cute. Not quite sure they believed me (It's a big mouse!" ) but they were kind and pretended to.

Deryk thought he was cute, too.
Wombat meets knitting.

Paris scarf, say hello to wombat.

Wombat, say hello to Paris Scarf.`

I wonder if wombats eat Sea Silk? He's certainly giving it the once=over.

The sharp-eyed among you will notice that I have, in fact, found the swift. Yay! I have not, however, found the ball winder. If pressed, I can definitely wind a ball of yarn by hand, with the help of the swift. `````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` There is some wonky formatting on this page, which is directly attributable to this:
large cat butt on keyboard. Seriously, he did something that has made the page all weird. That's why I am posting the wide-body shot. Serves you right, cat! Mess with my blog post...
Wombat is retiring for the night. (The reason Wombat came out of hiding is that the boys don't seem to understand that the small bear is the cat's toy, and therefore highly unsanitary for small boys to huggle.
Wombats, on the other hand, are cuddly!)

1 comment:

junieann said...

Ah, cute post. This is the 1st Wombat I have ever seen. Looks like one of Vader's well-loved and licked toys. (g)

Glad we got together on the IM.