Happy Thanksgiving! This year, I'm grateful I had such a wonderful celebration with my family. I come from the Dysfunctional Family From Hell (don't we all?), so this isn't always a given. But this year we had a glorious day full of food and fun.
I picked Thanksgiving to debut my Diamond Yoke Cardigan. As always, I was tremendously afraid that my cardigan looked homemade instead of handmade. As it turned out, all the women knew I'd made it because they know I knit, and all the men thought I'd bought it because they don't. Success!
I was also self-conscious about wearing a cardigan that is so form-fitting. I usually wear baggy sweaters with zero shaping, so this tight cardigan felt so... wrong. Who was I to be wearing something that didn't cover everything? But now that I see the pics, what I see are curves. Not just lumps and rolls but curves. Who knew?
So all in all, I'm pleased my new handmade cardigan and my homey Thanksgiving Day. I am grateful both for my whack-job family of origin and my lovely family of choice: my boyfriend, Tom, and his son, Michael. I am richly blessed - and I hope you are, too.