Finishing the Fifth Mitten

I finished the thumbs of the two mittens last night whilst continuing to binge-watch Yellowstone on Netflix. 

Mittens with thumb gussets fit much better than peasant thumbs which are basically openings in the palm from which the thumbs are knit. Like this:

I’m going to frog the first three attempts I made to knit these mittens. There will certainly be enough yarn to knit another pair of  another design. 

Yesterday was the guild’s stitch day. I circulated to the various tables to visit with the various members and even got some stitching done. 

Afterwards, I picked up Scooter from the GO station and brought him home for a good visit. We get together every month or so just to check in. I appreciate his efforts to come all the way out here to see me. I also meet him in the city from time to time. He is leaving for 3 months in Europe, visiting many countries primarily by train. He works online so has the luxury of being able to continue earning money while enjoying different sights and locales. I am so excited for him. And for 3 of those weeks, we’ll both be on the same continent when I’m on my epic tour of Iceland and Norwegian cruise!

I served us a Chef’s Plate meal that turned out quite well:

Portions are always so generous that I even got an extra serving after we both ate all we could. But holy, moley did this recipe ever use a lot of kitchen vessels and utensils!

I am so bummed out about Trump’s bullying. I know almost half of US folks are, too. We will need to tighten our belts, shop more carefully, and help out those who are already pushed to their budget limits for groceries. We recently have received a couple of government cheques - our Carbon Tax rebate and bribe from our provincial government with the upcoming election. Hopefully folks who can spare the money will donate to their local food banks and other charities that will be harder pressed to help those less fortunate.

Changing gears drastically…

I made avocado toast for the first time this morning. It was OK but future attempts will involve more seasoning. It’s quite different having something savoury for breakfast. We ate lots of avocados when we lived in Mexico. The house we rented included an orchard on the other half of the lot. Avocados, mangos, and limes grew there. When the fruit was ripe, my dad used to sic our dog on the folks who would jump the fence to steal the fruit. Mom loved going out and picking fresh limes for her gin and tonics. I’m not sure how this practice came about but we used to halve avocados, take out the pit, and sprinkle Worcestershire sauce in the hollow and eat them that way with a spoon. Such good childhood memories.

And now, I’m going to soothe myself by doing something enjoyable.