Dangnargit!
Argh. I kinda feel like this dog. I ran out of yarn again for the Flower Basket Shawl. I'm going to have to trek on down to the marktplatz to get yet another ball. On the bright side, I get my morning walk in *and* get to go to the yarn shop. Might even stop in on the chocolate shop for a treat on the way home. So much for walking off the calories. I'm on my way right after I finish my morning blog reading.
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Back to the Flower Basket.... I promise, I'll have a photo up tomorrow of it blocking. All I have left is the edging. Funny how much more time (and yarn) each row takes as you're knitting up, eh?
I worked on it while watching The Bachelor last night. I know you all got to watch the Final Rose on Wednesday last week, but Armed Forces Network usually shows it over here a day later so we watch it on Thursdays. They didn't show it till last night because last Thursday was Thanksgiving and most everyone travels on long weekends. Usually I trip over the outcome somewhere on the net or the news but this time the surprise was not ruined. I knew he was going to pick Mary for weeks now anyway. I know. I'm a sap.
We had a very nice Thanksgiving here with our friends. Friday night and Saturday were busy. We watched my friends' kids so they could make a pottery shopping trip to Poland. I was rewarded handsomely for

I probably won't be posting again before Thursday, so Happy Thanksgiving to my American friends. We'll be celebrating with friends at Dan's office. Tom Turkey won't fit in our itsy bitsy German oven here at home so all 20 pounds of him will be roasting to perfection in the office kitchen's American oven. With so many of the guys downrange in Iraq and all of us so far from our loved ones back home in the U.S. we become each other's families in our home away from home and we'll all fit nicely around the office conference table. Thanksgiving Military Style. Blessings to you all!
It never ceases to amaze me how much joy I can get out of a little fleece, a drop spindle and a pair of knitting needles. Fellow Army wife and knitting blogger,
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Yes, my name is Jean and I'm a complete dork.
Time to break out the hot chocolate! Look what we woke up to this morning in Bavaria:
Yep... that's the white stuff. I've never seen it snow this early in Germany and this will be my ninth winter in this country. I think we're in for a doozy.
Remember the photo of the Highland Wool Command Central Planning table last week? The order already arrived! One week from the West Coast to Germany! It sure doesn't look like that much yarn, does it? The bad part is some of the colors aren't going to work. The good part is I'll have to order more! It's a necessity, right? It's not worth the postage to send back the ones that don't work out and I don't want to clog up the Postal System this close to the Holidays. So I'll do my part, sigh, and just hold on to the extras.
Here's two of my guys arriving home from school. They didn't even come in the house. Handed me their stuff and left. That snow is awfully wet. Better go put some water on to boil...
I had to redo the zipper in the 
