Life
waxjism's winter or "winter sport" holiday of one week started yesterday. I had a little bit of energy and got the empty cookie tins from Christmas (9 of them) washed, dried, and put away. We were going to go for a walk yesterday and then we were going to go for a walk today, but the sun has set now - it's almost 4 pm - so I guess we'll try again tomorrow. Also in the last week Wax has taken the trunk of the Christmas tree outside and I finished packaging up the huge box of wrappings into trash bags (and a little bit into plastic and cardboard recycling) and now we have recycling bags all over the hallway and the cold porch. All the star lanterns are still in the windows, but I haven't had the energy to turn them on in a month.
Winter knitting
Since Christmas I have finished this double-layered stocking cap for my dad (Musselburgh by Ysolda Teague), half in Scheepjes Downtown self-striping sock yarn in Lakeside and a contrast half in Sandnes Garn Sunday in Jelly Bean Green/Petite Knit Statement Green. I made two pairs of socks to use up the remnants (adding a solid chartreuse yarn in the second pair because there wasn't enough for two whole pairs). Also some legwarmers, this pale pink brioche sweater and a matching scarf from the remnant of the pink yarn, a balaclava which I have worn almost every day since I finished it (v. amused that it makes me look like the marginalia recorder-playing musician in this icon), and finally this beautiful two-color brioche shawl (Raina by Andrea Mowry).

Pets
Inspector Japp continues hanging out on the sofa frequently. Rowan has taken to coming and personally begging us for dry used teabags which is probably good because he gets less of them that way (we won't let them have more than 1-2 per day; they don't manage to consume very much of the contents). (These pictures are of him emerging from a narrow bunny hay tunnel and nothing to do with tea.)
Tristana continues to hang out near the gate and watch Sipuli with increasing chillness but Sipuli continues getting impatient and jumping on the gate to stick her paw through the bars and try to grab when Tristana won't come any closer. Wax and I continue NOT doing what the animal behaviorist recommended, which is parallel play and training and sitting with the cats close to the gate to keep them calm, because executive dysfunction/energy/planning. I hang out near the gate on either side and sometimes a cat will sit on me, that's about as far as we've come. Wax can't figure out a way to make herself comfortable near the gate at all. A bit like Tristana, hah hah hah.
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Winter knitting
Since Christmas I have finished this double-layered stocking cap for my dad (Musselburgh by Ysolda Teague), half in Scheepjes Downtown self-striping sock yarn in Lakeside and a contrast half in Sandnes Garn Sunday in Jelly Bean Green/Petite Knit Statement Green. I made two pairs of socks to use up the remnants (adding a solid chartreuse yarn in the second pair because there wasn't enough for two whole pairs). Also some legwarmers, this pale pink brioche sweater and a matching scarf from the remnant of the pink yarn, a balaclava which I have worn almost every day since I finished it (v. amused that it makes me look like the marginalia recorder-playing musician in this icon), and finally this beautiful two-color brioche shawl (Raina by Andrea Mowry).















Pets
Inspector Japp continues hanging out on the sofa frequently. Rowan has taken to coming and personally begging us for dry used teabags which is probably good because he gets less of them that way (we won't let them have more than 1-2 per day; they don't manage to consume very much of the contents). (These pictures are of him emerging from a narrow bunny hay tunnel and nothing to do with tea.)
Tristana continues to hang out near the gate and watch Sipuli with increasing chillness but Sipuli continues getting impatient and jumping on the gate to stick her paw through the bars and try to grab when Tristana won't come any closer. Wax and I continue NOT doing what the animal behaviorist recommended, which is parallel play and training and sitting with the cats close to the gate to keep them calm, because executive dysfunction/energy/planning. I hang out near the gate on either side and sometimes a cat will sit on me, that's about as far as we've come. Wax can't figure out a way to make herself comfortable near the gate at all. A bit like Tristana, hah hah hah.