March 29, 2004
Secret Identity stuff.
This morning when I got up I came downstairs, made coffee (it's the first thing I do...we'll discuss my rather intense dependance on the glorious brown elixir of life another day) and started to make the school lunches. As I did so, I noticed an odd little package sitting on the counter. I opened it, and this was inside.
It's the hand spun, nature dyed wool that my spinning class and I made. The gardener at the farm where we meet collected all the plants for us, and we thought that it would be nice to thank him by knitting him a hat out of the yarn that we made. In some insipid moment of generosity I offered to knit it. I don't know why I did that. In fact, I believe that I mouthed off about how it would be "no big deal" and that it would take so little of my time that it would "fall off me while I was walking". It's sort of a knitters version of your eyes being bigger than your stomach. In any case, I've been avoiding it. I thought that I had hidden this wool rather well...but here it is.
I do wonder who might have snuck into my home, rooted through the interim stash section of the linen closet, found this wool and put it here on the counter. I lifted up the first ball of brown, and discover a small engraved box with a combination lock on it. I suddenly realize that this is no ordinary knitting project.... I look around to make sure that no member of my family has wandered in, take my Code ID from under the laundry basket (nobody would touch the laundry, it's where I hide all my secret identity stuff) and enter my code. The box springs open and displays this message.
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to design and knit a fair isle hat prior to tomorrows spinning class. Completed, this hat will encourage further co-operation from the engineer of agriculture, currently using the code name "gardener" and ensure that further fibre transactions between our two agencies are successful. Without this hat, there will be no wool in shades other than cream and brown, an obvious breach of cover. Even more significant than limiting the agencies colour palette, should you fail to complete this hat on time, you will be mocked and belittled by the other agents at "spinning class", who will reveal you as a knitter who is "all talk and no walk", and give you a really hard time about it for an undetermined period.
This message will self-destruct with a smallish explosion in 10 seconds. (Don't throw it in the garbage like you did last time. It was a stupid amateurish mistake)
I'll be busy for the rest of the day I suppose. This will be my first shot at designing Fair Isle, I guess we'll know by this time tomorrow if I'm any good. Don't tell anybody about the secret identity thing eh?
Happy Birthday to Hank (my nephew) and Kamilah (my niece) Here's the Hank man (remember the pink dragon mittens?) enjoying a pick dragon cake that I made for him yesterday. He's wearing a dragon sweater that I knit him, though I broke out of the pink box for that. (He accepted that...I don't think he was thrilled. He didn't buy the "burgundy is just really dark pink" argument). The more clever among you will have begun to sense the dragon theme.
Posted by Stephanie at March 29, 2004 11:09 AM
Very cute -- both the sweater and the child, that is. Oh, and the cake. Dang it, the whole thing is cute!
Good luck with the hat -- I'm sure be it will be fab. :)
I could hide a moose in _my_ laundry -- secret agent stuff sounds so much classier!
Ooooh. Can't wait to see how the hat comes out!
Hank and the sweater and the cake are all quite cute. And you know, I was starting to sense some sort of dragon . . .thing.
Wow, déjà vu. I could have sworn that this was the secret mission last week. Since it's not possible that you would put this off for yet another week just because Ruby cancelled the class last week, I can only assume that this hat is for still another lucky horticultural engineer...
Can I just say, I love cake?
Anyway- so does the shawatch fit through your wedding ring as planned?
The shawatch does not fit through my ring. I have mentioned before (I'm sure I have) that I have freakishly small fingers. I'm sure that's the problem.
Ken? Shut up.
I have a ring (albeit not a wedding ring) that you can borrow. I'm sure it'd fit through a ring for one of my fingers!
Hahaha... all of you amuse me to no end. It's no fun having to try and explain why I'm sitting here giggling at a comments page.
Love the shawl (as it has taken on its official shawl status now)... gee, I bet that was the fastest ever transition from "working on the swatch" to "finished shawl." :)
That dragon sweater is adorable (as is Hank).. and I like how you used sprinkles as a border for the cake... must pilfer that idea. :)
Best of luck with the hat. Can't wait to see it. :D
If the hat is indeed for Curtis please knit him a very nice one. In the some eight years I spent working in the secret hell that was Riverdale Farm, Curtis was always cute, always cool and an awesome gardener.
Hehe, I hide my extra cash in the laundry! No safer place, ever!
In my house, the wash is not safe for hiding. Certain people root through it (well, did before college this year and last), not to wash it, you understand, but looking for, ma-where's my tie, ma-where's my uniform sweater, ma-can I wear these socks to school again, ma-have you seen my cell phone in the wash?
I hide everything in my knitting stash.
Brilliant, I'm thinking.
They won't touch that.
You could hide a small state (maybe Delaware) in our laundry. The washing machine (a front loader) has a busted seal - and it pisses all over the floor. Laundry is only done if totally and absolutely necessary. I am lucky I only go to the office one day a week.
The question is - how long can I wait for them to repair the beast - and how long will it take them to get the part? There is a toploader set up - but it is used for dye. I think I am going to have to wash a bunch of sheets and pray that the hoses are all connected.
Attention Agent Stephanie:
further revelation of agency enforcement techniques will be met with stern measures! Do not force us to use the "Shetland Blockade" method. Bwah hahaha (that's short for evil laughter).
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