Entry the forty-sixth: Dark red is my best friend, color-wise

Holy cow! Look at what Valerie made me for Christmas!



It's the thing being being modeled by a small brown cat. For scale purposes, naturally, but also because I tweaked a bunch of muscles in my back/neck/shoulder/upper torso (so I never took anatomy and I don't really know what's connected to what or where things begin and end -- sue me) so by the time I got home last night I was sore enough to not want to reach back and put a shawl on. Yes, I know that's pathetic. Not to mention ungrateful.

The shawl (that's what it is: a handknit lace shawl) is absolutely gorgeous and soft and delicate and made of pretty much the bestest colored yarn EVER and she knit it for me, me, ME so I am very happy. And smug. In case you haven't noticed. And I will take a nicer photograph of it very soon and post it so you can all be jealous.

I can't get over the workmanship. It really is just an amazingly lovely thing. I am really lucky. :-)