Crap. The Holiday Vogueknitting is out.

From the looks of my blog, I dropped off the planet for a while, which isn't far from the truth. I've been preparing for a presentation at the American College of Surgeons Clinical Congress, finishing experiments here and there for certain papers by people who have since left the lab, and taking care of and sacrificing the lab animals (of course, some crucial sacrifice timepoints just had to land during the week of final preparations for this presentation). And I was in the lab until just a few hours before I left for the ACS convention pulling a few things together for my presentation. Nothing like taking it to the wire, eh?

So now I'm at this convention, with a little time on my hands (I did not bring the knitting, apparently I cannot handle even stockinette stitch in the solitude and calm of my own home, so how the heck can I knit competently while on the road with strangers?) and a Borders only 2 blocks away. Bad combination. There's also a Staples a few more blocks down the way. And a Macy's! Bad, bad, bad. Of course, I ended up at the Borders, and discovered the Holiday issue was out.

It wasn't supposesd to go down like this. I have 2 projects stagnating at home. They should be done. My goal was to have a whole week's worth of apparel knitted by moi for this event, maybe even to wear with my suit for the presentation, because this surgeon can do more with string and needles besides suture. Yeah, right. Didn't happen.

And now, this magazine comes along and I'm drooling over almost every project!! Good ol' Vladi has my moter going with a few of these projects. I really seem to have taken to Teriokhin's designs (#7, 13, 14)--they were the first I marked.

Speaking of which, I've started seaming the Teriokhin braid and I think it's going to fit like a charm. I still have the collar and sleeves to do. Don't wait for me to finish, Kristina, it's gonna take a while! The yarn supply is questionable, so I may make the sleeves 3/4 length, just in case. The last thing I want to do is re-knit anything on this sweater (again). Plus, I seem to have developed a heat intolerance (this from the girl who studied through med school in flannel pajamas, wool socks, fleece robe, and sat on a heating pad to stay warm.). I think residency flipped some sort of temperature control switch in my pituitary. I can't wear much more than scrubs these days. . . .And WHY am I knitting in wool???? Because this is what knitting should be: sumptuous, luxe, enveloping, cozy.

I have zero idea when I'll have pix ready. Don't hold your breath, folks.