So now, even though I have no idea where my mouse is, I can show you THIS:

Could we look any more unimpressed with our costume? Hmmm?
Actually, he had a lot of fun in it, and I got a little taste of what my mom would probably call "payback" for all the ridiculous sewing I made her do for my Halloween costumes through the years. I sewed pieces of felt to his wool balaclava, whilst trying to make sure I'll be able to take it all apart later (as the balaclava is an essential item in a child's wardrobe about eight months out of the year here), and ran wire through the ears. The intention was to be able to pose the ears in a floppy way, but they were so hilarious standing straight up that I just had to leave them that way.
Most of the time, though, he wore this face, so it was all worth it:

C and I looked like this:

In practical, everyday costuming, I'm working on something purty for the poppet:

Mine is up next, but I'm trying something new: Finishing What I Start. I imagine a sense of completion is a rather comforting thing. There are currently six projects on needles right now, and I'll be ticking them all off this month, even as I bust my arse for the BBB

I let myself off the hook and celebrated the end of Farmer's Market season by taking a week off. Technically, I did do some carding today, and some listing

There are things brewing...like moving, but more on that later. In the meantime I need to figure out how I'm going to get my sauerkraut going when there is not a spot in my house consistently above 60 degrees. Yikes. And brrrrrrrr....
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