I'm nearly finished with Rosamund. I would be if I had done any knitting on Saturday and Sunday. Instead of knitting I read two books,* did a bunch of cooking,** and generally lazed around. I am one ball of yarn into the first sleeve. I have half of a ball left from the body—or one quarter of a ball to finish this sleeve. I think that will get me another 3 inches of sleeve length. If I had stuck to the pattern (no sleeves) I would be finished, but would have an unflattering sweater. When I tried it on for length last week, D commented "Cute, but you're planning to add arms, right?"
I probably won't finish during tonight's Pats game, but I will finish in the next couple of days. My next sweater project is lined up and ready to go. And it has a mid-January deadline.
*Michael Ruhlman's The Making of a Chef and The Soul of a Chef. Both are excellent reads; my lingering urge to give up on technology and go to cooking school is gone. I have The Reach of a Chef requested at my local library and his newest book&mdashRatio—on my Christmas list.
**Rosemary and olive oil fougasse, 13 bean soup, and 2 batches of caramels for the head office holiday bake sale. Next, I need to cook and wrap all the holiday gift caramels. Anybody want to come over and help? I'll pay you in caramels.