
So here we are, less than 24 hours from the start of the Olympics (Knitting and the usual winter-y type). I'm psyched, I'm ready, I can't wait to start!

Here is a picture of my Olympic project yarn, all balled up and ready to go. At the risk of repeating myself, it's Alpaca Peru, it's a gorgeous heathered red, and so SO soft. I'll be knitting a Feather and Fan shawl. For additional inspiration, in the top right-hand corner of the picture you can see the feet and stick part of my photo of George Armstrong. George is a veteran of the NHL, who was Captain of the much-despised Toronto Maple Leafs. BUT - I don't hold that against him, because he's become a kind of model for the protagonist of my novel-in-progress. I will say no more because this is not a writing blog, it's a knitting blog. And besides, we were talking Olympics here! But George watches over me, is the point.
So, on we go. In my enthusiasm for the Knitting Olympics, I'm on three separate but compatible teams. Buttons as we go are:

Team Canada, of course. I was born, raised, born again, laid down, and have lived my whole life here. Honestly, I've only left the country once, for a weekend. In Michigan. Don't ask. So, Team Canada.

Next we have the irresistably charming Team Wales. Their indomitable spirit and very loose requirements for membership made me want to join immediately. Plus, my grandmother's maiden name was Welsh. So there.

And finally, in a salute to my compatriots of Team Bombshelter of the Labatt 24-Hour Relay (aka "The Pirates"), I have gleefully signed up to be a member of Team Drunken Pirate. Need I say more? Oh, I suppose so. ARRRR!
Bad team-knitter that I am, I've lost the links to the various teams and am too lazy to look them up. Go to the "official" Knitting Olympics site (click the button at the top) and that should lead you to them. Or Google or something. Whatever. This is about knitting, not bloody HTML prowess!
Now, a bit of non-Olympic content. I finally tracked down an actual print pattern for some slippers to be made of the now-discontinued White Buffalo yarn. The only problem is, they're itty-bitty "sockette" style. So I'm going to have to use my newfound sock-knitting prowess (ooh, two "prowess"-es in one post!) and give the poor buggers some ankles. Because really, the whole point of slippers (for me) is to keep the ankles warm. But that will be after the Olympics. *sigh*
Also post-Olympics, I will be making a hat for my daughter, Gloria (say hi, Gloria!) who may actually be reading this blog now, so I shouldn't cuss. Gloria is a very pretty about-to-

be 13 year old redhead and loves pink, so I was thrilled to find this:
It's
Tosca by Lang, gorgeous stuff, self-striping, very soft and very very warm. This is a shade-card picture from the
Yarn Forwardwebsite (where I got the yarn, they are IMO the best LYS in Ottawa), the pinks are a little different in person. There's some very pale and some almost-purple in there. It will be a very pretty hat. I made one for me (and a scarf) at Christmastime of this yarn in a black-red-green-gold stripe and it's terrific. I must post pictures of those.
So, Olympic knitting is ready to roll and post-Olympic knitting is all queued up too. Dang, I'm organized! And tired too - I've been fighting the Tyrolean Death Flu that seems to be oozing and hacking its way around my office. But I've started training for the NCM 1/2 marathon in May and I'm nothing if not stubborn. More on that another time. Goodnight fellow-knitters, goodnight Bloglanders, goodnight Gloria and goodnight John-Boy. Yes, I'm old enough to remember the Waltons BEFORE they had a friggin' cellphone commercial. That is just SO wrong!!!!
Enough. Goodnight.