Christmas List

It's getting to that time of year - Christmas gifts.

It's only thirty-eight days to December 3rd, I know (X-Ring!), which makes it sixty days exactly to Christmas.

. . . oh hey, it's the 25th of October.

My mind works in mysterious ways.

Anyway! Christmas knitting. It's the most wonderful time of the year. I have a small list of people that I knit for - immediate family, four close friends, and my girlfriend. And future mother-in-law. She bought me a Christmas present, apparently. Which is pretty amazing considering that I turned her daughter into a hell-bound lesbian.

The List! Yes, I have checked it twice.

Mom
Parrotfish. She loved the Nereid Fingerless Gloves I made for the Ravelympics, but she wasn't crazy about the idea of socks, I couldn't figure out how to adapt it to a scarf, and a sweater would make her look like Namor. So when I saw this pattern, it was perfect. A woolly forest green would look good with her red hair. Also working on a bunch of scrunchies for all that hair - just trying out different yarns and stitch patterns, seeing which ones I like.

Dad
Dad! Hard to buy for. Friggin' impossible. How many golf tees does a man need? He loves three things - golf, curling, and biking. He also likes socks. Thus, a classy pair of Diamonds in His Shoes. Good for work, nice little pattern. Already cast on. Using KnitPicks Essentials Tweed, in the Lumberjack colourway - green. If I have the time, I'll also knit a pair of bike helmet ear warmers, because he is just crazy enough to bike into cold weather.

Sister
My tiny, funky sister gets a bunch of tiny, funky hats. She only specifically asked for a Jayne Hat, but I'm also going to make a Brainmonster and/or Robot Hat. Was tempted by a penguin hant, but my attempt at instarsia ended in tears.

Girlfriend's Mom
Simple. Classy. Lace Stole in a multiblue mohair. Not a throwaway project, but not something I'm going to get very invested in, in case it's burned as effigy or something.

Friends
There are four of them, but so far I've only been able to come up with three presents. For my fake husband with aspirations of being a luchador when he grows up, Lucha Libre. More instarsia, I may cry. In acrylic. He doesn't deserve better. For the sistah from another mistah, Rose's Wrist Warmers. Yes, I am voluntarily doing more cables. For my future wedding planner and kinky biology major, Thwack. In red, of course.

Which leaves me with one of the friends and the girlfriend. This is almost harder than shopping.

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