Keeping hands and fingers warm is serious business in my blue state. No wimpy, single-stranded acrylic blends here, no-sirree-bob – only wool will do.
While my stash, lord knows, was willing to meet the demands of Christmas gifting for all the wee nephews and nieces, including the ones who are no longer “wee,” the tendinitis in my right elbow was singing another, rather painful tune. Knitting, especially with small gauge needles, is currently verboten on orders of my physical therapist. (This is my last ditch attempt to avoid a “cure” that sounds hideously painful – something called “dry needling” in which the joint bones are pricked repeatedly causing them to bleed and slowly heal, forming a stronger base for the tendons. Well, you better believe I’m doing my exercises every damn day.)
Enter, the sewing machine and a stack of wool sweaters purchased at the local Goodwill emporium.
After felting the sweaters in the washing machine, I mixed and matched colors and patterns, added cozy fleece cuffs for stretchability and to keep out cold winds and, voila! Mitten-Palooza is born! Five more pair to go.