The mittens are continuing unabated, though I have given up on Continental knitting in this project. It did horrible things to my gauge. Whatever I knit next (perhaps fingerless gloves for my mom, if I ever finish her slippers (only three more pieces to go! . . . then felting (scary))) I will start with CK and use it the whole way through, and then we will see how I really feel about it. For now, mittens in good old English. They continue to garner lots of attention at work, which is becoming a little annoying at this point. If one more person asks me "What are you making?" I may just answer "A noose." Just because. However, one of the managers asked me a new question.
"Is it difficult?"
This caught me a little off-guard. Usually this is framed as a statement. "That looks difficult. I could never do that. You must have lots of patience."
I replied, "It's really not much more difficult than knitting with two needles, because you only use two at a time. The hardest part is keeping the joins between needles."
I almost fell out of my chair when he said, "I should start soon. I bought a kit - I'm going to learn how."
Then he wandered off to do managerial things; I don't know what. The world suddenly seemed much bigger than my dumb red mittens and their wandering cables and little knitted tumors.
I did finish the scarf for my sister, other than weaving in the last end. Now I must somehow convince myself to make her a hat. My enthusiasm for Christmas knitting (and crocheting) is waning fast.