I have finally begun to actually work here in Boston. Had the most frustrating time getting credentialed. Instead of jumping right into fellowship, all I could do was attend lectures (no touch patient!). And that can mean only one thing. Ok, two things, a very sore booty and lots of quality knitting time. I didn't bother to ask whether anyone would mind, just set the precedent immediately. Otherwise how could one stand hours and hours of lectures a day? In three short weeks I learned about post-cardiac surgery care, sepsis, procedural sedation, vent management AND I made a tank top, five hats (one of them was given away before any photo could be taken), a baby sweater and even finished up yet another baby blanket. The tank is from the Summer 2007 Interweave Knits (by Angela Hahn). This photo glaringly illustrates how I clearly knit three together much more tightly than I sssk. It does look slightly more symmetrical when on the body. At least that's my story and I'm sticking with it. Here is a photo of four of the five hats. I didn't really use a pattern, although I'm sure I based these hats on some sort of combination of all the basic hat patterns that I have come across. Hats are a good way to use up some of that left over yarn and there is no end to left-over yarn between my home in New Hampshire and my apartment in Boston. Speaking of my apartment in Boston, that is the floor of the place which was FILTHY when I first moved in. I had to sweep it then dust it and then get down on hands and knees with wood cleaner and rags. It was worth it to be able to walk bare-foot in my own (new? semi?) home without getting black feet. But I digress. Here also is a photo of the sweater, it is lacking a button yet but all the buttons are in NH. I've made this sweater quite a few times, it is from Rowan Pipsqueaks, called Lucky. As you can see, I haven't figured out how to use the trim tool in this new photo program. (Another long story involving a new computer, Vista and its refusal of FilmFactory). Ok, I'll save the blanket for another time, right now I must turn up the Amy Winehouse and annoy the neighbors while I still can (I'm having to get used to that quiet between 10 and 10 rule from my youthly days in my Capitol Hill apartment in Seattle, fond memories but NO desire to return to my 20s thanks anyway).