Fried Turkey
I admit it. I tried the fried turkey. And I liked it. I even liked it enough that I made a small plate of leftovers and included a piece of the fried turkey. I did not like it a second time.
Hmmm.
I have eaten the fried turkey before and liked it well enough. But, for some reason it seemed better this year. I do not know why. Maybe I just had it in my head that with all the rave fried turkey reviews, even I would like it better. Or maybe BIL has perfected his turkey frying technique.
Whatever, my turkey enjoyment was atypical.
Typical was my need to pester SIL with 50 zillion questions about yarn. Because I like fabric and fibers. And yarn is a fiber about which I know next to nothing. And there it always is, all furry and interesting on the shelf. And of course she knitted the cute legwarmers for DD so I associate her with yarn. And I keep thinking that I can eventually convince myself that I have the attention span to learn how to knit.
But whenever I get extremely interested in the allure of the yarn and the idea of the needles clacking in a soothing way, I suddenly image loosing my place on a pattern and ending up with some really crooked, unusable piece of cloth. And that is too much doom and anxiety to contemplate. Better to admire the yarn at SILs house.
Also, I find it a paradox that when wool lands on me it itches. And SIL has about a dozen different types of wools and never, ever looks itchy. She keeps explaining which ones are actually hair, and not fur. But since DH is still telling me which weird animal is a mule and which one is a donkey, and I still don’t know. I suspect that unless something cataclysmic happens, I will not get this animal covering worked into my brain. Though I think that I understand that alpaca is from a goat not a sheep.
Right. Aunt D mentioned that there was much violence at Thanksgiving because my niece jumped on me and grabbed my neck. She’s three. Aunt D can make anything sound inflammatory for fun. Really, if the worst act of violence is a very affectionate three year old. And the worst verbal assault concerns too many questions about yarn, I think we’re in pretty good shape.
Happy Thanksgiving All.
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Alpaca comes from Alpaca! They are a very fuzzy, llama-like creature, seen here:
http://writinggrandmasbook.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/zodiac-alpaca-dante.jpg
Cashmere, however, comes from goats.
Merino wool is the very soft wool that you felt. It is typically a much softer wool, but it does come from sheep.
It could be that you’re mildly allergic to lanolin. Or it could be that you need to have wool with a low micron count. (Wool is scored by microns — the lower the micron, the softer the wool.)
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Marne, that animal is kind of cute. In a weird sort of way. I think there is something like an alpaca living near here. I suck at animal identification. But for certain, there is a farm nearby where the residents have a bunch of interesting animals. DH says some of them are Emu. There are also a multitude of other large four legged creatures that are definitely not horses, cows, or sheep.
Some people keep a llama in with their sheep, goats, or cows because they are more aggressive and will kick any attacking coyotes. This is also why you sometimes see a donkey or burro in with the sheep, cows, or goats. They fight off predators.
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Marne, I like that you are teaching me these things about animals with useful hair/fur. I’m very pleased to know that my neighbors may keep those funny animals because they are defending the other animals. My other thoughts were that they might provide a different type of milk. Or that they just have a sense of humor and like when people slow down to look their weird animals.
My stepdad always used a cajun flavored turkey injection marinade on his fried turkeys. That may have been the variable.
I promise you are associating too much doom with knitting. You just need a place you can go to (Seems SIL would be very helpful) when you get stuck. A good knitter can fix your mistakes. I like to knit for about a week and then I don’t want to knit again for a year which means I forget most of what I have learned. I love a good yarn store.
Or you could just knit scarves. It’s really difficult to mess those up. It can be very soothing, but it’s much, much slower than crocheting.
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Knitting really isn’t difficult, I swear. You have to know how to do all sorts of different stitches and techniques in order to sew. You only have to learn two stitches in order to knit!
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